Page 55 of Make Me Lie (Rich Demons of Darkwood 1)

He pressed a button on the steering wheel and the dark, erotic sound of Nine Inch Nails started to pour from the speakers. He didn’t bother answering me, and I didn’t try again, just content that at least we weren’t talking about sex. We were on the unpaved road in the forest for just a couple of seconds until it popped out onto the main road I recognized as being just south of campus.

The town was quiet, just a few couples walking down the sidewalk here and there, and all the stores had closed already. As you would expect in a sleepy college town like this. We were out of town soon enough, driving down the highway at a speed that would get most lowly mortals pulled over, or even thrown in jail.

Something I suspected that Cain and the others didn’t have to worry about.

I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation of going so fast.

We drove for at least a half an hour, and Cain didn’t say a word to me.

It was probably the only time I’d almost enjoyed myself in his presence.

Well, except for that first time, a voice reminded me.And the shower...

But I didn’t think about that. Or at least I tried not to.

The car began to slow down as we entered a town that had seen better days. It seemed like it was mostly made up of dilapidated industrial buildings, and I was debating if now was a good time to pull out the knife I’d hidden at the top of my pants. This looked like the sort of place where you bury dead bodies.

And, obviously, I was an expert on that.

Rocks pinged under the car as Cain turned into the empty gravel parking lot of one of the buildings, and he grunted in displeasure at the idea of his precious car getting dinged. He kept driving through the parking lot until he turned down the side of the building where one other car was parked.

There was no one around, and I frowned, suspicion beginning to churn in my gut.

Without a word, he shut off the car and got out.

16

Aurora

This was it. This was where he was going to kill me. Or maybe they had a plan to try and torture me for information about Stellan’s sister. Either way, that shit wasn’t happening tonight.

I grabbed my knife from where I’d stashed it in the top of my pants and then opened my car door, keeping Cain in my sights at all times while looking around to make sure no one else was going to jump out of the shadows to grab me.

Only problem was, there were a lot of shadows to watch out for.

Cain stared at me, a little smirk on his face like I was amusing him. "You're making me late."

I scoffed and walked around the door, stopping when I was a few feet away. "Lead the way," I said, gesturing forward.

He moved fast. Before I could blink, he'd grabbed me and pulled me against his body.

"A little cliche, don't you think? If I really wanted to kill you, I wouldn't do something as expected as take you to a place like this. I'm offended you think so little of me. I told you what we were doing tonight," he murmured in my ear as his hand tightened around the back of my neck.

I slid the knife up until it was resting right on his hardening dick. I pressed in, just enough so he could feel exactly what I was threatening him with.

I had to hand it to him, the slight widening of his eyes was the only tell he gave that I had surprised him.

I couldn't help but be shocked that the motherfucker's dick was getting harder. I'd have thought he'd be a shrinking violet with his appendage threatened, but the violence of the situation seemed to be turning him on. I pressed the knife in further, just so he would understand that I wasn't joking.

"Forgive me if I don't trust anything that comes out of your mouth," I told him sarcastically, but there was no missing that my voice sounded suspiciously breathy as well.

Like I was being turned on as well.

I was disgusted with both of us.

Cain pulled me closer to him, pressing the edges of the knife into both of us. "You may have stumbled onto my new favorite kink," he said, before licking the side of my face.

"Ugh," I hissed before pulling the knife up so it actually sliced into the skin showing between his shirt and his low-slung pants.

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