Page 41 of Destroyer

"Suck my dick."

That is the first time I've made a comment and then wished I was speaking in the wrong language.Please let that be anything but English.

"Why would I want to do that, Nico?"

"To show me I am worthy of you. Of this. So I know it's real."

"This is real, I promise you."

"It doesn't feel real." It feels so perfect. Like Porter's story where the man of his dreams knocked him out and dragged him off to a fairytale castle to live as a prince.

This is the second time Caeo has done this to me, yet the ravishing and falling in love hasn't been the same as it was for Porter.

"This is all pretend. Like the baby playing. Like this is only a game." My mouth seems to work annoyingly well.

The weight of Caeo's sigh fills the room.

"Can we just cuddle for now."

Cuddle. Of course. That is all we are.

Feeling him climbing into bed beside me still makes my heart flutter. Feeling the warmth of his body against my back spurs me to try rolling over but my limbs don't cooperate.

"Am I tied down?"

"Yes, pet." Caeo runs his hand down my arms.

"Good." I can't run away like this. "Not do I want to leave you again. No birthday presents for you."

"Porter told me about your shopping trip."

"Just so you are knowing, the present I picked was the best thing ever."

"Thank you. Nico, I do need to talk to you about what happened next, and what should have happened."

"I should have gone back with Porter and asked Mr Boss Man to buy painting."

"Yes. That way no one gets hurt."

"Why do you want me?"

"Oh pet. You may be a demon, but it was the way you were raised."

"I would like very much to close the door to all that."

"Me too." Caeo nods before planting a kiss on my collarbone.

"Is it night?"

"Yes, sweetheart. Sleep now. I'll be right here in the morning."

"And we can talk?" I need to find out what happened to Gregory. I should check if he is OK. I should care that he abandoned me there, but all I care about is sleeping in Caeo's arms.

Sleep is my only option for now, and I take it willingly, captured by this great man and held close to his heart. I can only hope to one day be worthy of him.

"I am living backwards," I chuckle to myself, hoping my big bear is asleep. "Most people are protected by the family as children and work as adults. I worked for the family as a child and now I am an adult, I want to leave and be protected."

"You will. I'll talk to Knox in the morning."

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