by Mae Doyle
“What the fuck, Asher? You can’t think that I’m going to accept that for an answer. What in the holy hell are you doing here?”
When he doesn’t look at me, I stomp around the bed and shove his shoulder. He rocks back a bit on the bed but recovers quickly before standing up.
I’d forgotten that I’m almost naked. This close to him, I can feel the heat coming off of his body. It crosses my mind that I need to take a step back, that I need to remove myself from being so close to him, but there’s no way that I can make myself move.
It’s like I’m under his spell.
“You don’t need me here,” he repeats, like I hadn’t heart what he told me the first time. “I came by to fuck with you, Kiera, but you’re doing a good enough job of that on your own.” He sighs and runs his hands through his hair. “Fuck.”
Fuck is right. I don’t know what I’m doing. I know that I shouldn’t trust him or the other devils, especially not when their families want me gone from the school, but having him here now is too much of a temptation.
Without letting myself think about it, I lean up on my tiptoes and run my fingers through his hair. His eyes widen and his breathing quickens to match my own. I feel halfway drunk, like I’m about to do something that I’ll never be able to take back, but I can’t seem to stop myself.
“Kiera,” he says, his voice a warning, but I stop him by pressing my lips to his. Asher immediately reaches up, running his hands up my arms and then down to my waist before grabbing me and holding me to him.
His cock presses hard up against me and I shift position. I shouldn’t want him like this. Not after what he’s done to me. Not after how he and the devils treated me.
I shouldn’t want any of them like this, but I can’t help it. I’ve seen flashes of them being human, and that’s enough to draw me in even more. Whenever I think that there’s nothing redeeming about them, then one of them does something that makes me want them.
I can’t help it.
“Kiera.” Asher pulls back a little, still digging his fingers into my hips. I don’t want him to talk. I don’t want to think about what’s going on in my life, and if that means kissing him, then that’s what I want to do.
Ignoring him and whatever he might want to say, I trail a line of kisses up his jaw. He has a little stubble that scratches my lips, but I don’t care. I can’t seem to stop kissing him, and I don’t want to.
“Kiera.” This time, he shifts his hands to my shoulders and pushes me back a bit. “Listen. Believe me, I want to do this. I want…” He blows out a breath as he looks me up and down. “But I need to be honest with you. You deserve to know the truth.”
The truth?
Taking a step back, I look at him. “What the hell are you talking about, Asher?” I feel suddenly exposed and embarrassed. What in the world am I doing, kissing him? There’s a loose blanket on the bed, and I reach past him to grab it and wrap it around me.
“There’s a reason I’m here, Kiera. You deserve to know what’s really going on for once.”
“Great.” I cross my arms over the blanket and give him my best glare. “But make it fast, and then you’re out of here. I don’t ever want you in my room again, you got it?”
He grimaces a little and I feel a twinge in my stomach, but I keep my face still. I’m not sure what crap he’s going to try to pull, but I’m going to hear him out.
Asher opens his mouth, but before he can say anything, there’s banging on the door. He whips around to stare at the door and I lean past him, my jaw dropping open. Whoever is out there is pissed. Before I can stop him, Asher crosses the room to the door and unlocks it, throwing it open.
The other three devils stride in like they own my room.
“Good. You’re both still here.” Caspian walks up to me and reaches out to touch my shoulder before I can step out of the way. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.” I want to glare at him. I want to be mad at all of them, but I’m outnumbered and feeling entirely exposed in my blanket. “What in the hell are you doing here?”
Instead of answering, Luca walks over to the window and looks out it before pulling the blinds shut. “Did you tell her yet?” He asks Asher while shooting a look at me.
“Not yet. I was about to, but then you guys burst in on us.” Asher sounds frustrated, and I wonder if it’s because we were interrupted when we were going to talk or if it’s because we were interrupted when I wanted to keep kissing him.
I have to push that thought from my mind before it makes my face burn.
“Well, hurry up then.” Parker walks up to me and motions to the bed. “Sit, Kiera. We have a lot of things to fill you in on, and not much time to do it in. They’re going to come for you soon.”
“What? Who?” Even though I don’t know what he’s talking about and I don’t know if I should trust him, I can’t help the chill that runs through my body. “What are you guys talking about? Who’s coming for me?”
“Shit, you really didn’t tell her anything, did you?” Asks Caspian, taking my hand and pulling me to sit next to him on the bed. “Listen, Kiera, we want to keep you safe, but you’re going to have to trust us, okay?”
Trust him? Trust any of them? My stomach twists and I try to ignore the way he traces the back of my hand with his thumb. I’m only silent for a few seconds, but it feels like an hour.
Luca turns away from the window. “Now, Asher. We need to talk to her now.”
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