Page 198 of Caelum

That she knew I was there had something settling deep inside me. I didn’t question it, didn’t question whatever voodoo she had going on, mostly because I couldn’t.

Something was different.

Eve was different.

I could feel it. There was a tiny bond between us, one that had triggered the mark but wouldn’t fully form until she was coming around my cock. That bond had always pulsed with life, but now? It was pounding. Throbbing. Like it had a heart of its own. And it seriously didn’t help that under Frazer’s tee, she was naked.

Gloriously naked.

“Yeah, babe,” I mumbled into her throat.

“You’re hot.”

Frazer, obviously awake now, snickered just as I did. “Thanks, babe, I’ll take the compliment.”

She snorted. “Well, yeah, you’recute, but you’re boiling. I feel like I’m melting between you two.”

I had a way of making her melt between the pair of us.

My mouth watered, and catching Frazer’s eye, I saw the twinkle in his as he reacted to her words too.

“Which soul’s in charge today?” I asked instead, choosing a safer topic. I hoped it was my turn because, fuck, if that meant I’d get some pussyandshe’d cement the bond? I might just die a happy man.

Okay, notdie. That would suck. Especially when I’d just found her.

She tensed, then Frazer mumbled, “Don’t think we’ll be having that trouble anymore.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Frazer sighed. “Last night, she was SuccubusandSin Eater.”

“Not possible.”

“Trust me,” he stated grimly, shooting me a look. “She was both. Now we just need her to look normal.”

“Normal?” I frowned, uncertain if Eve could ever do anything normal without sticking out like a sore thumb.

She elbowed me in the belly, but it was Frazer who drawled, “She drew out my Sin Eater last night.”

“Fuck.” My eyes widened. So, what had happened with Dre wasn’t an aberration?

“Yeah.” Frazer fell onto his back and used the space he’d carved for himself to run a hand through his hair. “I don’t get it. Don’t get what is happening.”

“I’m not supposed to be just one of anything,” Eve whispered, her voice low, hesitant. Not because she was watching her words, but more like she was thinking them through before she spoke.

“Why, though?”

She shrugged at my question. “How do I know? Why can I do half the things I can?”

“I wish—” I froze. The words came to an abrupt halt on the tip of my tongue.

“Never mind,” Frazer rasped, shooting me a warning look that was totally unnecessary because hell, I hadn’t meant to wish for anything.

“Yeah, never mind,” I stated apologetically.

Another shrug, and she uttered more slow words. “I wonder if there’s a reason why I need your souls to declare before they’re supposed to.”

“Maybe so they can give you more control over yours?” Fraze hazarded a guess.

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