Page 4 of All Hallows Mate (The Demon Spice Collection #4)

“Fuck!” I scream as I stand in the dark.

“Do you have your phone?” Liam asks. “I always see you stick it in your bra.”

“Shit. I do,” I say as I pull my phone out. The battery is three-fourths full, but I have absolutely no cell signal. I stick it back in my bra and huff out a breath. “No signal.”

“Same,” Liam sighs and picks up the blanket. He goes to wrap it around my shoulders, but I shrug it off and start walking in the direction the truck left. “Tori, please stop.”

“Why?” I spin around and yell at him. “Do you realize how fucking far out we are? Do you even know where we are?”

“Tori,” Liam says again, taking my face between his hands.

“I’m sorry,” I whimper. “I didn’t mean for you to get involved. I shouldn’t have…”

“Stop,” Liam says, pressing his finger over my mouth. I stop talking but frown deeply at him. “We drove for an hour and twenty minutes, and he had the cruise control set on sixty-nine miles an hour almost the entire time. So that’s about…”

“Ninety-two miles,” I answer.

“Wow. Okay, that was fast,” Liam says.

“We went North, Liam. Do you understand there is literally fucking nothing up here?” I tell him.

“I know,” he says softly. “We are on the main road, though, so someone is bound to drive past us eventually. We just keep walking, and we will run into someone. Okay?”

“We have no food. No water. I’m wearing this stupid fucking dress and goddamn heels,” I rant. “And you. You’re fucking stuck with me. How goddamn unfortunate for…”

Liam surprises me by grabbing my face and kissing me hard. When he pulls back, I crack a smile but immediately try to turn away from him.

“Aht. No, ma’am. I saw that smile,” Liam says as he grabs my face and makes me look up at him. “Tori, I have spent four years doing everything I could to help you when you needed it the most. Sometimes I didn’t get to you fast enough, but I know you inside and out. Okay?”

“Why did you only ever come around when I was drunk? Were you…”

“I have never done anything but take care of you when you are drunk,” he interrupts. “I’ve cleaned you, dressed you, fed you, and put you to bed so many times. I know everything about you, Tori.”

“That doesn’t answer my question. How am I supposed to believe you?” I ask. “I have spent years getting blackout drunk, but you stuck around when no one else did? You had another reason. What was it? Was I jerking you off? Huh?”

“You are going to think I am fucking insane,” he says with a sigh.

“Who am I going to tell?” I scream at him. “I have no one, Liam. No one cares about me. No one will miss me when I don’t show up. Don’t you get that? I was their perfect fucking victim. No one would fucking believe me anyway. They never do.”

I have tears rolling down my cheeks, but I’m still so angry.

“What did I do to deserve this life? Why can’t I just fucking give up?

All those times I stared over the edge of the bridge, it was hope for a better day tomorrow that kept me from jumping.

And you know what, Liam? The next day was just as fucking shitty.

Grown men kept using my body, and I let them.

Over and over again, I let them take from me.

And look where that fucking got me. Fucking ninety miles into the middle of goddamn bumfuck nowhere with no signal and a dude who keeps looking at me like he gives a shit.

What the fuck do I even have to go back to?

Nothing. That’s what. Yeah, so fucking what, I am about to have a degree.

Sure, I’ll get a job and make money, but what is the fucking use if I’ll just spend my life alone?

No family. No friends. No one. I don’t even have a goddamn pet fish.

They all kept fucking killing themselves by swimming into the motherfucking filter.

Why can’t I do that? Why can’t I just fucking swim into God’s obnoxiously loud filter so I can finally die and leave this world? ”

“You had me until God’s filter,” Liam says with a smirk.

“Ugh!” I scream.

“Feel better?” Liam asks.

“Yes,” I nearly pout as he wraps the blanket around my shoulders.

“Good. I’m a demon,” he says.

"I’m sorry, pardon my fucking French, but what in the everloving baguette-flipping fuck did you just say to me?" I say.

“I’m a demon. What about a baguette?” he asks.

“Have you…”

“Lost my goddamn mind?” he asks, finishing my sentence. “Probably, but it doesn’t change the fact that I am a demon.”

“What…” I say, too confused to speak.

“Well, technically, I am half-demon. My mother is human, and my father is an incubus,” he says as he leans down to look at me straight on. “That’s a demon… If you didn’t know.”

“Yeah, I fucking gathered that, Liam. What fucking demon names their child Liam? I don’t believe you,” I say.

“Because of the name or...” Liam asks with a grin. I just blink at him, and he chuckles as he wraps me in a hug. I pull away and just continue to stare at him.

“I… what?” I say, not knowing what else to say.

“Would you like me to prove it, Tori?” he asks with a sweet smile.

“How in the fuck did I go from being raped at a party to being stuck in the woods with a lunatic?” I ask. “Just curious if you know, because I sure as fuck don’t.”

“You stand there. I’ll stand here,” Liam says.

“You are not impressive, Liam the demon,” I say with an attitude.

“Be patient, Tori the brat,” he laughs.

“Rude,” I say, frowning.

“Do you know what an incubus is?”

“If you say demon one more goddamn time, I am going to bounce my head off this concrete,” I say softly, closing my eyes so I don’t scream again.

“More specifically,” he laughs.

“I don’t know,” I groan. “Like a sex demon? Because a succubus is a female.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he says. “Now, I do want to be clear. I have told you this already… You were just drunk off your ass.”

“Did you know I was being raped?” I ask.

“Not until tonight, no,” he says. “It’s… complicated. I thought you were getting blackout to prevent sleeping with people.”

“Photos of me are constantly being spread around.”

“Yeah, I don’t think I’ve ever gotten any, but I think people are scared of me,” he says.

“Anyway, no one ever said I was smart, Tori. I absolutely should have looked into it more. You told me all about your trauma from when you were a kid and on up into college. You mentioned a few things that had happened recently, but you never said this stuff was happening while you were drinking. I knew that the trauma made you hypersexual, but I thought you were trying to combat that with drinking. I just chose to be with you as much as I possibly could so you could be safe while you drank like a fish.”

“I’ve never called it rape out loud,” I admit.

“Tori, honey. You never have to say a word for it to be true,” he says.

“Look, what I am trying to get at here is you are my mate. It’s an instinctive bond that formed the moment I met you.

As an incubus, fucking is how I claim my mate.

Once I do, some weird shit will happen, we will almost die, but then we will get to go back and kill those three morons. ”

“Are we stuck in the woods because of you?” I ask with a frown.

“No, I would much rather do this on my property, but… I am half human, which means bullets to the face still hurt,” he says. “I’d come back together eventually, but I don’t know if you want to see that process.”

“Let’s start with you proving yourself, then, demon boy,” I say.

“Right,” he says as he steps back a few feet. “Back up into the grass and keep your eyes on mine.”

“Okay,” I say as I lock my gaze with his and step back into the grass.

We stand in silence for a moment, and nothing is happening, but then it builds.

There is an ever-so-slight change in the air around me.

I flinch when I feel the warmth of a hand on my inner thigh.

“Eyes on me, Tori,” Liam says. “I can’t ease you into this if you look away.

” His eyes flicker red, and the hand squeezes my thigh in a tight grip.

“Liam!” I gasp as I back up further. I feel a second hand on my other thigh, and they’re pushing my legs apart.

I fight against it, but I end up dropping to my knees.

The moment my eyes are off his, I fall forward onto my hands and yell out when it feels like a massive cock is forcing its way into my pussy.

Liam kneels in front of me, and I move myself down to place my head on his thighs as this invisible force pushes deeply.

Liam lays his hands on my upper back, and I whimper as the feeling has me on edge already.

When it draws out of my body, I relax but scream when the force starts slamming into my pussy unimaginably fast and hard.

I stay perfectly still with Liam’s hands gently lying on my back.

The strokes in and out of my body are uniform and constant.

On one of the strokes out, the forces falter for just a moment longer than usual.

On the stroke back into my body, it feels like a cock of the same inhuman size slams into my ass, but there isn’t pain associated.

It’s a sudden feeling of bliss that sends me into an orgasm so intense that everything goes dark.

A few minutes pass, and I gasp as I thrash in Liam’s arms. “Hey. You’re okay. Relax,” Liam says as he cups my face. When I look into his eyes, I relax instantly. “Believe me now?” he asks with a smile.

“Yes,” I say.

“This next part is… confusing,” he says, sitting me up.

I see movement behind me, and I let out a shrill scream as I turn and see a figure behind me.

I damn near have a heart attack as I fall back and try to move back away from what I am assuming is a bear.

I focus enough that I see something else.

I flop back on the grass with a sigh. “Jesus Christ, I thought that was a bear.”

“It would be just like you for your mate to be more scared of a bear than a demon,” a man says.