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From Kingdom of the Demon Fae:

Rhys

As soon as the door shut, Blayde jerked out of my arms and began marching away. “Well that’s just awesome. Should we go back to my apartment and watch Netflix while we wait for them to finish? I heard that new show is coming out—the one with the backstabbing assholes in them. It’s supposed to be a good one.”

I snapped my hand out, grabbing her wrist and tugging her to me. “Blayde,” my voice was low. “Don’t be angry.”

“I’m not angry.” She looked up at me and I could see the rage in her eyes. And yet, beneath that, I could see her hurt and vulnerability.

I knew what this looked like but Nix and Maverick had absolutely no intention of fucking Styx. “Blayde—“

“Actually,” she interrupted, “I’m happy for them. They seem like they’ll make a great thruple. I mean, she does have great tits and all that, and they do seem to admire that in a woman. Your necklace will look spectacular in-between her boobies.” She flashed me a smile. “Should I let you join in, too? I mean, you’re always bitching about needing to get back to Evanora but maybe you have time for this? I can always come back later.”

Anger stormed through me at her complete and utter ridiculousness and yet, I couldn’t stop the jealousy that raged through me. The image of both Maverick and Nix on top of her, kissing her, touching her, flashed like lightning through my heart, tearing through it. I stepped in closer, so close I could feel her breath fan over my face like soft seraph feathers.

“How did they taste?”

Her head jerked back. “What?”

“How. Did. They. Taste?” I repeated. I knew that what I was about to say was one of the stupidest things I’d ever done in my whole life, but I couldn’t stop myself. The pain and anger were too fresh, too embedded into my mind like trolls digging their way through my thoughts. “Maverick and Nix. Did you like kissing them both? Did your pussy get all wet at the thought of both of them taking you at the same time?”

Her mouth dropped open in shock and she stuttered, unable to speak. Then her shock morphed into fury, and pain exploded across my face as the palm of her hand connected with my cheek.

“Who the fuck do you think you are? The kissing police?” Her eyes betrayed her pain, and I instantly regretted my words. “You think that I don’t get enough of that kind of shit working as a mechanic? You’d like to take a dump on me too?” She took a step back and I saw the red of her eyes, the unshed tears at the edge of her lids.

I’d hurt her feelings.

Regret and shame instantly slammed through me. Oh fuck. I was the stupidest, most idiotic demon on the whole earth.

Maverick promised her that we would never hurt her, and I’d broken that promise within a day.

She held her hand up, harshly pointing her finger into my chest. “Don’t you dare slut shame me, Rhys. I will fuck whomever and however many people I want. I’ll fuck all of the Torch all at once if that’s what I choose. And I’ll tell you one thing, if you were the last person on the whole earth, I would never, ever fuck you. So fuck you, Rhys.”

She stepped back and I reached out for her hand. “Shit, Blayde. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that.”

She jerked her hand out of my reach. “Then why the hell did you say it?”

“Because I was jealous!” All of the built up anger and tension inside me just exploded and I stepped forward again, getting into her space, forcing her to deal with my presence. I was still being an asshole but I couldn’t stop myself. She did something to me that no other woman did—make me lose my control. 

And that was very, very dangerous.

“Maverick and Nix, I love them both, but they have it easy. Sex with them is fun, and every girl in the world wants to be the cream in an ice cream sandwich between the two. And most of the time, I honestly couldn’t care but… but you’re different, Blayde.” My hand reached up, my thumb going to her lip, tentatively, and when she let me touch her, everything inside me longed for this sexy siren. I slid my thumb inside her mouth, stroking her tongue with the pad of my thumb. “You have no idea how badly I want to fuck you, Blayde, but that is a very dangerous idea.”

“Why’s that so dangerous, Rhys?” Her words came out a barely intelligible, choked reply because I couldn’t stop my thumb from stroking, stroking, wishing it was my dick stroking her tongue.

“Because Blayde,” I lowered my voice, pulling my thumb out and leaning in closer, feeling the taste of her smell in my nose. And maybe I was imagining it but I swear I could smell sex and want, her desire for me, and that made my dick so hard I thought it would split me wide open. My hand gripped her side, so tight that my fingers were digging into her skin, wishing I could rip her clothes off and fuck her so hard that she would never forget how hard she made me.

Because I knew that I would never forget how her pussy would feel, clenched around me. How tight and wet she’d be. How fucking right she would feel, with me inside her.

“That would be dangerous because you make me lose my fucking mind, and then I wouldn’t be able to control myself. I like things dirty, my women submissive. And it would give me the biggest high to have you kneeling before me, so turned on that you would do anything I asked.”

At my words, her eyes darkened with want and her tongue flicked out, pressing to the top of her luscious, bitable lip. “Maybe I would like that.”

An involuntary moan left my mouth. God, I was so close to the edge of losing control.

In that moment, I didn’t even care that she was fae and off limits. Nix and Maverick didn’t care much about that shit, but I had appearances to worry about. Keeping those up kept her safe. Kept us all safe.

And keeping Blayde alive was more important than anything right now.

And yet, I wanted her, right here, right now.

I clenched my hand tighter, knowing I was leaving an imprint on her perfect skin, but the thought of leaving a mark on her only made my dick harder. My gaze narrowed in on those lips and I wanted to taste them so bad. Would they taste soft and sweet, or would they taste like sin and lust?

Instead of kissing her, of taking her mouth and making it mine, I clenched my eyes shut and grit my teeth together. “For now, I just need you to trust me, to trust Maverick and Nix.” I opened my eyes to look into hers. “Can you do that?”

Her eyelids flickered and the pain I’d seen earlier flashed through them, for only a second. Then it was gone, replaced by a hardness. “Why should I trust them?”

“Because I’m asking you to.”

She stared up at me, considering my words. Eyes that were usually shrouded with mystery, blocked by the walls she put up were now open and sincere.

Asking me if I was worthy of her trust.

I’d just hurt this gorgeous, sensual, sinless, perfect woman and yet, she was still considering giving me a chance.

My breathing increased and my chest heaved. I wanted her. I needed her.

And yet, I was afraid that I would ruin her. I was on the edge of losing control, torn between the need to protect and the need to take.

I gave in to temptation and leaned in, taking that perfect lower lip in between my teeth and bit it. Her lips parted, a breath exhaling through her teeth, and I knew, knew, that she was turned on. Everything inside me unraveled; I had to have this woman. I moaned, clasping her face to me, running my nose against her delicate skin. “Will you trust me, Blayde?”

Her hand came up to clench my shirt, her eyes open and vulnerable and trusting, and fuck if I didn’t deserve it, but damn if I didn’t want it. I could see the indecision in her eyes, the way she bit down on her lower lip, as if to keep it from wavering as she made her decision. Everything inside me tightened with trepidation, the need to know her answer strumming through me like a ticking time bomb. If she didn’t answer soon, I’d detonate.

And then she nodded, her breath coming out like a soft sigh of relief. “Yes.”

The look of trust formed on her perfect face made my dick harden like fucking demon granite, and happiness swell in my chest. I knew that this woman trusting me was like forcing the sun to bow down to the moon. Pleasure and pride rippled through me because I was so fucking happy that I’d earned that from her.

I knew in that moment that I would do whatever it took to keep her trust...