Page 10 of Taken to the Demon Court (Stolen Demon Brides #3)

OROS

I didn’t need to go to the human’s room.

So why am I waiting outside like an idiot?

Eros was off having her daily extravagant bath, and I found myself walking here for some reason. Sneaking out. I could have used the attached door, but it seemed a bit overkill and an invasion of privacy.

I need to see Eve.

But why?

I should have stayed in our room. If anything, I would have expected Eros to be the one sneaking out to see her. This was a move much more suited to her.

But, from the start, I had been more intrigued by Eve than I should have been.

I liked her attitude. Liked how she held her own against Eros. The attention she gave me was nothing I’d ever felt before.

It felt warm. It was playful. She seemed actually interested.

And in a world that prioritized Eros every time, it was tempting to sink my claws into the human who saw me first.

Am I jealous ?

The thought hit me like a slap to the face and had me stumbling back. Eros and I shared everything. We would happily share her when she was up for it.

But why did I have this insane need to lay claim to her first?

I knew the answer right away. It had been tormenting me since I first got close to her and smelled her.

She won’t bother with me once Eros gets her hands on her.

With a sigh, I stepped back and turned down the hallway, but then her door opened. I contemplated going into my room but decided to stop to see if she’d peek her head out. When she did, a smile lit up her face.

“Just the person I wanted to see,” she said and opened the door wider for me, giving me a sinful view of one of the very special outfits we had picked out for her. A skimpy dark red dress that ended mid-thigh with white lace accents. “Want to come in?”

Me? She wants to see me? The thought was almost as surprising as the outfit.

I nodded and followed her into her room, trying not to stare at her body as I passed her. It was hard when the silky material clung to every curve of her body, enticing my deepest desires.

I had been inside it hundreds of times before, as this was a guest room and the only one that connected to ours, but somehow stepping in there with her scent clinging to every last object was starting to drive me insane.

The bloodlust was starting to rise, along with my hunger. For her.

How does a human elicit such a response from me?

When she closed the door and came to stand before me so she could get a good look at my face, I found myself feeling surprisingly seen .

“Is this about the court proceedings today?” I asked.

A smile spread across her face. She straightened, running her hand down her red dress and pulling my gaze along with it. My claws itched to follow.

“No,” she said, her voice sounding almost like she was angry at me. “It’s about you calling me good girl .”

Heat flushed through my entire body.

“Don’t pretend to be mad. You liked it.” I knew it because I could smell just how much. Even now, alone in the room, the scent of her arousal was thick in the air.

“ Like it,” she corrected.

“I know. I can smell it on you.” I took a step forward, entering her space. Her scent swirled around us, and my tongue darted out to lick my lips. “Should I call you that all the time now? My good girl… ”

She didn’t answer, but her hand grabbed my shirt. It seemed like an innocent gesture, but it had bloodlust raging through me, and my fangs ached to sink into her flesh.

I took advantage of the moment and grabbed her waist, pulling her to me, fully expecting her to move away.

Instead, she came willingly and gasped as one of my claws ran over the flimsy clothing she had on.

“Why now? Why me?” I asked, since she was still quiet. I wanted to make sure she wanted it.

Me.

“Don’t act like you haven’t noticed my… advances,” she finally spoke, and it was becoming more and more difficult to control myself.

“Is that what they were?” I asked, letting a smirk pull at my lips. “I’m afraid they were barely noticeable.”

I expected her to pout, to pretend to be all innocent or show some type of unhappiness at my teasing, but instead she met me with a smirk of her own.

I felt her inhale, like she was making up her mind about something .

“Shall I make it more obvious?” she asked before moving her hand down my front.

Fuck.

Heat spread through me faster than I could take it. The bloodlust clouded my brain, started making me think things that would put Eve in danger.

I wanted her. More than I’d ever wanted any human before. But if I allowed this to go on, I knew I might hurt her.

I should have moved her hand away, taken a step back, but I went for something stupid and selfish instead. Something I’d been thinking about since I first laid eyes on her.

I leaned forward. I took something for myself.

A kiss.

Sweet, more hesitant than with anyone else. It had always been rushed with others. I knew what needed to happen, and so did they, and there was no need to draw it out. But with Eve…

I really didn’t want to hurt her, but the need to taste her was so overwhelming I couldn’t hold myself back. It only made it worse that she was the one kicking things up a notch.

Her hands grabbed my waist and forced my body against hers. She opened her mouth and ran her tongue across my lips until I had no choice but to open for her.

I had never met anyone like her. She had no restraint. She was wild and unyielding. I gave her an opening, and she took it, showing me just how much she wanted me.

Her taste was unlike anything I had experienced before. So, so sweet, better than any human or demon. Her flesh smelled like the flowers that grew on the outskirts of our land where Mother used to take us when we were younger.

Kissing her gave me a taste of the freedom I didn’t know I craved.

I wanted more.

My hands moved of their own accord and gripped her clothes. There was a pounding in my head. Bloodlust was creeping in, telling me to get her naked, put her legs around my waist, and dip my fingers into her sweet nectar while my fangs tore her throat open.

Fuck. I can’t hurt her.

It took everything I had to push her away, breaking the kiss, my breathing heavy. When her eyes met mine, they widened, and surprise spread across her face as she could finally see the bloodlust.

What she did to me.

And still there was no fear coming from her.

“We’re a package deal,” I said quickly to justify my stepping back.

She held my gaze for a second before an understanding smile spread across her face.

“A package deal I would gladly accept.”

“Careful what you wish for, good girl . You may be biting off more than you can chew.”

And then I left before I was unable to.