The Darkest Torment (Lords of the Underworld #12) by Gena Showalter

Author:Gena Showalter [Showalter, Gena]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2016-05-29T16:00:00+00:00

17

“I wish I was kissing you instead of missing you.”

—Aeron, former keeper of Wrath

BADEN STRIPPED OUT of his soiled clothing, glanced at the unlit hearth and decided burning every stitch was a sound plan. He threw a blazing match in the center, then the clothes, watching the fabric smolder. The garments would only serve as a reminder of Katarina and the way he’d come like a wee lad being handled for the first time. Humiliating, but also...worth it? He climbed into the steaming shower.

Hot water pounded against his face and shoulders, droplets trickling down his chest; even without the clothes, his mind returned to Katarina. The pleasure she’d given him...he’d never experienced its like. He’d wanted her so badly he would have done anything she’d asked, given her anything she desired. He would have died for her.

She’d had power over him—over both of them—and yet Destruction had been willing to kill for her. Her, not himself. As if her enemies mattered more than his. As if every foe needed to be taught the error of turning his sights on the human.

Damn it, she still had power over them!

Having more of her was no longer optional, was now a necessity. Her taste. Her purrs. Her groans and moans, and the breathless way she uttered his name—or shouted it. Her hand, fisting his length just right. Her passion unleashed, pure wicked indulgence, as she ground herself on his fingers.

He banged a fist against the tile. What the hell was he going to do about her?

With some of his pent-up lust at last assuaged, his head was clearer than usual, the beast quiet. Baden was able to replay the damning words he’d overheard Katarina say to Aleksander.

I’ll put my life in harm’s way and seduce Baden...if you prove the coin’s existence.

The man had killed her dogs; she hated him with the heat of a thousand suns. Would she truly free him, simply to become a queen of the underworld? Not a chance. So she must have had a very good reason for making such a promise.

A sudden suspicion drifted through his mind. Had she hoped to find the coin for Baden?

Yes. Absolutely. No question. He cursed his quick temper, cursed his paranoia. He owed her an apology. Not that words would be enough to fix the problems he’d caused.

As he shut off the water, the bands began to broil his biceps. A soft red glow filled the stall. He hurriedly reached for a towel...only to dematerialize without it. He reappeared in Hades’s throne room, wet and naked, weaponless.

The scent of smoke and the sounds of distant, discordant screams registered as he performed a quick scan. No one stood within striking distance, but the guards lined up against the far wall leered at him. He glared, daring them to say a word.

“For the sake of my eyes, dress,” Hades commanded, drawing his attention. He materialized atop his ghoulish throne, his body encased in a three-piece suit.

Baden held out his arms, all feast your eyes, asshole.

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