Page 119 of Demon with Benefits
“You’re fucking crazy,” he said.And I love it.
“Thank you. Now can we go?”
Meph took a breath and focused on the well of hunger that always lived inside him. The lid was off now without his binding tattoo, but that hardly mattered considering he was about to willingly dive in. The minute he gave it the slightest attention, his demon churned and immediately began to rise.
He fought the urge to slam it back down and turned to Iris. “If I’m going to do this... I can’t promise I can control him, okay? You have to be one hundred percent sure you know what you’re doing because once I’m gone, I’m gone.”
“Hey.” She stepped up to him and took his hands. “You’re not gone. You’ll be right next to me the whole time. And don’t worry about it. Your demon and I are pals. We got this. I’ll be right here waiting for you when he decides to let you shift again.”
He searched her gaze. “And what if he doesn’t?”
“He will. But if he needs to wait for a while, that’s perfectly fine with me. He’s good company, you know. A great listener.”
Meph snorted. “That’s because he can’t speak.”
“A nice change.”
He shot her a mock glare and then took a breath. “Fine. You win. We’re doing this insane plan. But if something happens to you, I’m going to go apeshit and go on a killing spree. All the blood and death will beyourfault, got it?”
She beamed at him. “You say the sweetest things, baby.”
He shook his head, closed his eyes... and let his demon rise.
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HEY, YOU, WELCOME BACK—WOW, ISOMEHOW FORGOThow big you are.”
Hungry.
The human witch smiled sweetly at him. She was so full of life. Life he wanted to consume.
“Remember the plan? I know you probably want to eat me, but we’re going to eat Valefor instead, remember?” She was smiling, but there was fear in her gaze.
Hungry. Eat.
Yes, eating. He wanted to eat. Her fear would taste good, her life force sweet as he sucked it out of her. He approached the female and opened his jaw, ready to consume.
Stop that, idiot.
He halted, head tilting at the voice that spoke in his mind.
The weak one was back. How... annoying.
We’re not eating Iris. We’re eating Val. Remember Val? That fucker who trapped us in his dingy castle for centuries and tortured us until we learned to obey him? Who tried to hurt our witch? She’s ours, and he tried to take her from us.
The demon hissed.
Yeah, that’s it. Let’s make him pay.
But he was hungry now.
Shut up, you fat fuck. You can’t just eat the second you feel hungry. Sometimes you have to wait.
Still, the demon hesitated. He didn’t see why he couldn’t eat the witch and then Valefor after. He wouldn’t even kill the witch. He wanted to taste between her legs again, and he couldn’t do that if she was dead. He would just drain her a little, enough to satisfy him until he reached the castle.
You think Iris is going to let you eat her out again if you scare her half to death just to get a snack? Get real, dumbass. Terror is not a turn-on unless you’re severely fucked in the head. And for a demon who’s been tortured enough to make his sanity snap, I’d hope you’ve learned a thing or two about consent.
