The Demon's Delight by L. Alexander

Author:L. Alexander [Alexander, L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2025-01-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 25

Hailon

Istalked angrily up the stairs to our room at the Rooster.

“Unbelievable. I’ve had these clothes all of a day, and they’re ruined.” Over the last couple of hours, I’d gone from genuinely carefree and happy to afraid. Then I’d embraced my darker side and hurt one of the men who had hurt me.

But blood on my new clothes? That was the thing that pushed my fragile mental state a step too far. I worried about myself sometimes.

Seir shook his head. “Don’t worry about that. If I can’t get them clean, I’ll buy you more. Just leave them by the sink.”

I grumbled to myself as I gathered up another tunic to change. Seir lingered by the bathroom door, stance wide and arms crossed.

“Everything alright?”

“No, it’s not.”

“What—” He caged me between his body and the wall, face impossibly close to mine as his fingers traced down my cheek. I shivered, every nerve alight.

“There is no part of you I don’t appreciate. Do you understand?” His voice was low and husky. “You smell like blood and wine and chocolate, and I have … untoward intentions, Moonflower. A great many of them in fact. And there’s no forest here for me to hide in so I can … relieve myself … of them.” His jaw flexed and his eyes slid closed, his head tipping back as he took several slow breaths.

I inhaled sharply, understanding exactly what he meant. I stood straighter, which caused my leg to brush against him. He grunted, and I clenched my thighs together. “That’s okay. I’ve had thoughts like that too.”

Shock painted his face, and his eyes snapped open. “Hailon. We have to⁠—”

I cut him off, dragging his mouth to mine with the same intensity I’d felt punishing the Lang brother. Want and need were usually very separate feelings when I took a romantic interest in someone, but there was no clear line here. It was both. My chest ached as he devoured me right back, one hand staying on the wall, our position a mimic of how we’d kissed in town against the bricks. The other hand splayed across my mid back, drawing me up against him. We rocked together, the adrenaline of the evening like kerosene on a pyre.

Time ceased to exist as I devolved into nothing more than sensation. My magic reached for every nick and cut it could find on him, repairing, soothing, as his teeth nipped at my lips, then my throat, his heavy breath against my skin driving me closer and closer to madness.

“Stop. Stop, stop. We have to—” He kissed lightly all over my face, then took a step back, panting. He groaned, regret all over his flushed face. “We have to stop, Moonflower. I’m sorry. I want nothing more—sweet saints, I could punch myself right in the face for stopping right now—I promise. But there’s something we must discuss first, it’s important.” Then he kissed me again, and I could feel the way he grinned against my mouth as he whined, “I need you so badly.

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