Page 58 of The Demigod

“All we have to do to get there is create poppy nectar, slip it into the gods’ drinks, steal a witch or warlock, and force them to free Nemesis.”

“Nothing too crazy, right?” she asked, her eyes looking heavy-lidded again.

“Why don’t you take a nap? I’ll wake you when we get back to the motel.”

She wanted to object, but she was fading fast.

To that little list we had going, I had to add: figure out how to stop Nox’s powers from completely draining her.

Though maybe when this mission was done, she might notneedto use her powers anymore. Or at least minimally. That would allow her to have time to recover.

I would be all too happy to be there in bed with her, fucking her senseless, bringing her food, enjoying just being beside her.

Mine.

Maybe that weird little voice knew what it was talking about.

The whole drive, Nox slept like the dead. Even when I stopped to fuel up the car, then to get some more supplies and food in town before we made it to the motel.

“Five more minutes,” she grumbled after I took two trips into the motel room before coming back to slip her into my arms.

“You can sleep again after you eat,” I told her as I kicked the motel room door closed.

“We’re here?” she asked, jerking fully awake, looking confused. “I feel like I just fell asleep.”

“It’s been hours,” I told her. “Wanna go freshen up, then we can eat our body weight in tacos before we figure out the poppy thing?”

“Okay,” she agreed, giving me a sleepy smile before walking toward the bathroom.

“Here, I’ll take that,” I said, yanking the blanket off of her. “Fuck, that’s a good view,” I said, looking at her long back, the curves of her hips, her round ass.

Mineminemine.

She rushed into the bathroom, and I heard the shower turn on.

Maybe I should have left her alone, let her have a few moments of peace.

But the idea of her in the shower, naked, wet, soapy… yeah, it had me rock-hard within seconds.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Nox

I didn’t want to admit it to Daemon, but I was really starting to get worried about how exhausted I was, how achy and shaky I felt.

I mean, I’d slept for hours on the car ride. I felt like I’d just nodded off.

How much longer could I go on like this? I hadn’t even been using my powers in the Underworld. I’d been relying completely on Daemon and his powers.

Which, yes, were hot.

Even just remembering him springing into action, effortlessly carrying me, fleeing from an evil dog with me, climbing a tree with me, had desire blooming in my core again.

As if sensing where my mind was going, the shower curtain pulled back, and Daemon was standing there—gloriously naked, his cock already hard and straining.

“Love that sound, shadow girl,” he said as a little whimper escaped me.

He stepped into the tub, pulling the curtain closed behind him, then walked toward me, backing me up against the wall.

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