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Caleb: *groans*Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.
Ben: *chuckles*H-he r-really is l-like Remi.
Asher focuses on the camera again, smacking his hands on his knees.
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Asher:Well, I guess it’s a good thing I made this video today.If you have any knowledge of Gabriel’s whereabouts, please let us know. We need to talk to him. Clearly. He has more information than anyone else we’ve been in contact with. Time is running out, and we have a matter of days before the next Prince is released. Every second counts.
Kingston: *singing*Two minutes to midnight . . .
Asher shakes his head as Kai grabs Kingston by the neck and shoves him toward the door.
Asher:And on that note, stay safe. From the sound of things, we are going to need every ally we can get.
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End of transmission.
Chapter
One
CHAOS
Where the fuck was Sinclair? He was just supposed to be putting Merri to bed. I looked away from the flickering flame of the candle and up to the ceiling as if I could see through it and into her room a floor above.
“If that prick doesn’t come down soon, we’ll need to send a search party. There’s no way he has enough stamina to give her more.” If I wasn’t mistaken, Malice sounded... jealous?
“This is Merri we’re talking about,” Grim said, as if that was all the answer Malice required. And it probably was.
Merri was the most powerful succubus any of us had ever encountered in our very long existences. If anyone could inspire Sin for another round or seven, it was certainly her.
“I’ll go check on them,” I grumbled, pushing out of my chair and getting to my feet.
Malice chuckled softly. “All in the name of safety, right?”
“Fuck off. I’m being responsible.”
“Just make sure you don’t disrupt her rest,” Grim warned.
I waved him off as I left the room. Those two clearly weren’t thinking along the same lines as me, but then I was a masterstrategist. This sort of thinking came naturally to me. It’s what kept me alive when I was human, and I’d only honed the skills during my tenure as War.
Besides, whether they were in mortal danger or not, the last thing those two needed was to get locked in some sort of weird feeding cycle or something. The thought reminded me of eagles, locking their talons together as they sometimes fell to their deaths for the sake of mating. A stab of fear hit me in the chest. Sin was immortal, but Merri? What if he’d been the one to drain her?
My thoughts raced back to how Sin had looked earlier. He hadn’t been feeding as far as I knew. Perhaps temptation had been too hard to resist and...
I took the stairs three at a time, practically flinging myself up them as I sprinted down one hallway and then the one that would lead me to her door.
“Fuck you and your stupid too-big French house, Malice,” I growled. As if this was somehow his fault.
Before I was halfway to her bedroom, I was nearly doubled over by a powerful explosion of lust. I had to reach out to the wall for support as I moaned through the sensation and fought to keep control of myself. That answered my question. They’d gone for another round.
The state of my own dick made it very clear I could go again as well. Fuck, being here with her was a sort of beautiful agony, especially when she was actively feeding.
“You fucking liar!” Merri’s tortured scream knocked back any lingering lust, sending me running to reach her.
“Merri!” I called, my thoughts narrowing into laser focus as I sprinted the rest of the way to her room. The door was only open a crack, but it was enough that I could clearly make out her broken whimper.
