Versus: An Alignment-Based Urban Fantasy by Nick Freo

Author:Nick Freo [Freo, Nick]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Supernatural, Harem
Published: 2019-04-17T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Waking up in a pure white room was temporarily blinding. I blinked several times, staring up at a chandelier that had stained glass hanging from it. I had never turned the lights on.

Cara’s head rested on my arm and her hand was on my ribs. Her hair entangled around us and in between us. Her lips were slightly parted, her breath coming out in slight hitches.

I watched her for a few seconds longer before my stomach began to rumble. Her eyes flickered open. She smiled at me, stretching so far that her hands touched the red pillows.

“Good morning,” she said. Her arms slid back down the bed and her hands rested on my abdomen. “Did you sleep well?”

“I slept great,” I said. “We should add our time together to my nightly regimen.”

She grinned. “I was good?”

“You were great. Divine.”

I kissed the tip of her nose. She grinned. I brushed my fingertips against her cheek. Her skin was softer than anything I’d ever felt. She closed her eyes, still smiling.

When I dropped my hand to the space between us, she raised herself up onto her elbow.

“Was your stomach growling before?” she asked.

“Yeah. It’s been a while since we ate. Are you hungry?”

She nodded. I started gathering our clothes. I tossed her clothes to her. As I zipped up my jeans, my ring caught against the button. When I looked down at it, it wasn’t that old asphalt gray anymore—it had faded into the same neutral gray it had been when my father had given it to me.

Cara placed her hand over the skin that Lilah had burned on her ribs. I watch the pale blue globes float before sinking into her skin. When she removed her hand, her skin was perfectly clear. She pulled on her boy shorts and slid her arms through her dress.

“Could you zip this up?” she asked. I bent down, fumbling with the zipper. I pulled it tight to get the zipper to close around her ass. Once it reached past her hips, the zipper came up smoothly, and I was ready to tear it off her again.

Food. I had to focus on food.

“Mr. Gray said there’s only MREs,” I said. “We’ll have to find somewhere nearby for food. He said the grocery store was east of here.”

“I’d love cantaloupe,” she said, grabbing me and kissing me. “Mmm. You don’t smell so bad anymore.”

“What?”

She laughed. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it that way. You had this stink of demonflesh before. It wasn’t overpowering—it was just like…an aftertaste.”

“Demonflesh? I smelled like a demon? What does a demon even smell like?”

“I’m not sure how to explain it. It’s…it smells like demonflesh. Your normal musk mixed with the demonflesh was still pretty nice, but demonflesh by itself is usually gross.”

I thought of Lilah’s body heat and the way her scent rippled over me, sweet with that sharp spice that seemed impossible to replicate with any perfume or lotion.

“Does it smell like spicy cinnamon?”

“What? No. Why would it smell like spicy cinnamon?”

I shrugged.

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