Page 93 of Hunted By Fear

It’s hot.

Too damn hot, and suddenly I feel like I can’t breathe and everything is too close, but before I can fall into a full-blown panic attack, it reaches a peak, and like a bubble, it pops, and everything feels normal again.

Or mostly normal.

His eyes flash, and one second we’re on the ground, and the next he’s hauling me into his arms, my legs still wrapped around his waist and his cock still buried inside of me. His once again very hard cock at that.

I’m not sure who moves first, him or me, but it doesn’t matter; all that matters is that he’s mine and I’m his.

“My mate,” he breathes the words against my lips as he attempts to devour me, and it’s impossible to miss the sense of wonder in them.

We kiss for so long my lips hurt, but I still don’t feel like it’s enough when he finally pulls away enough for us to look at each other.

“Thank you for seeing me.” His words are so full of emotion that I feel the sting of tears in my eyes.

Something about this feels so right, like I was always meant to be here with him. It’s the same feeling I get when I wake from Rome’s control.

Like I’m whole.

We went back to the room; Talian insisted on carrying me, and while it felt kind of silly, it was also adorable.

I’m tired, but even when Talian wraps me in his arms and tucks us into bed, sleep evades me.

I could wake Talian. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind, but he looks so peaceful that I can’t bring myself to do it.

Instead, I lie awake, enjoying the feel of his arms around me as I let my mind wander, thinking about what happened tonight.

Fuck, did I cheat on Lucifer? How does this work, having two mates? Should I have talked to Lucifer first?

Oh no.

“It’s not cheating, calm down, Moonlight.”

With a very undignified shriek, I bolt upright in bed, looking around, but the room is quiet. It takes me far too long to realize he’d spoken directly into my head.

“Lucifer?” I whisper aloud, unsure how to talk to him in his head or if I even can.

I hear his chuckle; it’s deep and dark but also carefree.

“Close your eyes.”He’s quiet for a moment, and I realize he’s waiting for me to do as he said. I hesitate for a moment, unsure if this is a good idea.

Maybe I’m just hallucinating?

In the end, I do as he says, letting my eyes fall closed. Even if I am hallucinating, what’s the harm in closing my eyes?

“Good, now picture who you want to talk to, in this case, me.”

I squirm under his praise but quickly do as he asked, picturing him in my mind.

“Now, think of what you want to say.”

“How are we doing this?”I gasp aloud when it works, a smile pulling at my lips.

“It’s something that mates are said to be able to do. I can speak with the others already. All demons and angels have the ability to speak directly into one’s mind, but you can reply now because you’re my mate.”

I look down at Talian, where he lies beside me, and wonder if that means I can speak with him like this as well.

I’ll have to remember to try in the morning.