Page 123 of Touched By Darkness

“He…” she drifts off to pant a few shaky breaths. “I shouted at him, and he invited me to stay for dinner.”

“Who invites someone for dinner after being shouted at?” I ask, slapping her breasts, then pinching a nipple.

“Please…” she whimpers, barely able to keep her eyes open. “Please, I need—”

“We’ll give you what you needafteryou tell us what we want to hear, but until then, we’ll keep toying with you.”

“Amenadiel… he had his servants bring in a group of injured, scared humans.”

I stop tweaking, looking up at Ronan, who leans back and frowns.

Alaric has moved back, too. “Daemon’s uncle deliberately coaxed your darkness out? Why?”

“Not only that,” I add. “He wanted her to get lost in it.”

“What the hell is he planning?” Ronan asks as a crease forms between his brows. Silence descends, filled with racing thoughts and Aurelia’s panting breaths.

Alaric resumes fingering her while I lean in to nibble on her hard nipples. I cup a breast and suck the bud between my teeth.

She’s too clean now that the blood has rinsed off. Too clean and perfect.

Too unmarked.

I slap her breasts again, if only to see my handprint blossom on her smooth, wet skin, then sink my teeth into her flesh. The boys have the same idea as me, evidenced by the bite marks on her thighs and neck.

Daemon’s muscular arm breaks my connection with her breasts as he reaches into the shower and grabs her before hauling her out and tossing her to the floor. “You don’t get to be treated like a fucking queen when you defy me at every turn.”

“Daemon,” I warn, but the glare he throws me over his shoulder shuts me up. His attention returns to the quivering angel on the floor, who looks so breakable it’s bound to get her into a shitload of trouble.

“If you want to come, you beg. If you want to lick pussy or choke on cock, you beg. If you so much as want a fucking hug, you beg.”

Instead of cowering, she unfolds her wings and snarls low in her throat. The monster inside her is close to the surface and threatening to break out, if the swirling red mist in her eyes is anything to go by.

Alaric shifts uneasily beside me.

The torches on the walls flicker out briefly when Daemon’s wings explode from his back in a display of dominance and fury. He takes a threatening step closer, and then, with a snap of his fingers, he imprisons Aurelia in a circle of flames.

I gasp at the display of power. Sometimes it’s easy to forget that he’s the heir to Lucifer’s throne and that he’s more powerful than we can begin to comprehend.

“Try to escape now, little witch, I dare you.”

He walks out, slamming the bathroom door shut behind him.

ChapterTwenty-Seven

DAEMON

Ithrow back my beer, pointing across the room where a human brunette, dressed in leather hot pants and a white crop top, shakes her ass to the heavy beat. “Her. I want her.”

Dariana rolls her eyes and jumps off the bar chair. “You dragged us to the human world to hunt, and we left Aurelia trapped in a circle of flames back at the mansion, while there’s a stalker on the loose.”

I snort, gesturing to the barman for a refill. “The stalker won’t get past the flames. Besides, I have my most trusted security stationed outside the bathroom. If anyone tries to get past, I’ll know about it.”

“Your father is really going to be impressed when he finds out how you utilize your security.”

“Keyword being ‘mine.’ Do you ever see me walking around with security at the academy?”

“Not the same thing. That place itself has better security than Eden, since it housesthe children of the rich and famous.”Dariana makes quotation marks.

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