Page 270 of Red Ruin
A shadow curls around my boot.
I grin into the dark. “There you are.”
The shadow creeps up my calf, spreading as it climbs my thigh.
Hellfire flickers from the ceiling shaft. A yell echoes ahead of the devil who’s diving toward me like a meteor.
Shadows reach me before the rain of fire.
“Guide,” Remy rasps and wraps a hand around my throat. His soul is rough after hours on his own—spiky and cold.
I melt into his grip.
Feeling me open up, his soul welcomes me home.
The spikes retract.
I slide into his body and his arms, sweeping through the built-up poison.
It’s addictive, feeling his head clear.
Wild, animal desire roars until he remembers who I am.
Then Remy wants me even more.
“Iris.” He kisses around my lips, winding me in thousands of silks and inky threads. “Where have you been?”
“Right here.” I meet his kiss, loving how he folds around me.
His thirst tickles the back of my throat.
I feel another kind of pulse just as Vhex crashes into me from behind. The heat of his bare chest bakes through my shirt. The twitch that starts at my shoulder blades rolls sweetly down my spine.
“Wife. I’m home.” Vhex singes through Remy’s shadows, hugging my ribs to claim me as his own. His bare cock grinds my ass like it’s trying to burn a hole in my pants.
“What happened to your clothes?” I groan.
“Can’t help it,” he murmurs and nips behind my ear. “Hellfire.”
I reach to stroke his bare thigh. “We need to make you pants with arrays sewn in.”
Or we’ll never stop having sex in caves.
Remy scoffs. “Animal.”
“Like you’re not?” Vhex replies without much heat. He’s too busy tasting my neck and popping my buttons with his claws.
I duck their kisses and drag my Sentinels away from the shady egg.
On the way, I nudge Remy to take a look. “Do you recognize this thing?”
“It’s an omelet.” Impatient, Vhex dips his head until I grab his horn. “Missed you all day, Firefly. I’m regressing. Need to be punished.”
“Really? I heard you were good.” I smooth his horn, then continue the stroke, combing behind his ear. “Don’t you want a reward?”
“Fuck yes,” Vhex rumbles, satisfaction bubbling from his toes.
Remy is too quiet.
