Page 29 of Craving Demons

The show? Oh! They hadn’t publicly “claimed” me yet. This should be interesting.

“Oh, one thing,” Harmonia said, turning to me. “The guys might get a little rough around you. Don’t worry, it’s all a part of the show.”

“Around me or with me?” There was a big difference.

“Mostly around, maybe with. But it shouldn’t be anything serious. They just need to show everyone that they’re claiming you.” She backed off as Ramsey threw himself over the bar after the initial part of a yelling match with Grey that I’d missed while talking with Harmonia.

Ramsey stalked up to me and grabbed my arm… sort of. He had big meaty hands and could easily wrap one of them around my upper arm, but despite the heated lust-rage in his eyes, and the trembling strength coursing through his body, he didn’t actually squeeze my arm. The hand around my arm was clenched and shaking as it lifted my arm a little but it was all a show.

I’d been in a few theatre productions in high school. I was a horrible actor but had been very pretty and that had been enough. I’d learned a little bit about stage fighting, where you supposedly grab someone, all tense and looking harsh, but really, they’re in control and you’re not hurting them at all. That’s what this was like.

“She’s mine!” Ramsey spat out over his shoulder at Grey.

He stepped in close and pulled me into a fierce embrace. This too was for show, his arms were surprisingly gentle around me for all his massive size and strength. But the hard-as-rock, salami-sized erection pressing against my belly? That was very real.

He whispered to me, his hot breath on my ear, “Youaremine. Iwillhave you.” That wasn’t for show, and it sent a thrill through me, heat bubbling to life in my core once again. “I’ll prove I’m the one. Just say the word and I’ll make you come over and over.”

Holy fuck. I shuddered at the thought of him possessing me, kissing and licking, fingering and fucking, as I had orgasm after orgasm. And as much as I wanted to think of him as a jerk, all I saw now was a bad boy and that just meant I wanted him more.

Aaaand there went my second pair of panties.

Suddenly, Ramsey was torn away. I was released and staggered back, as Grey, with a single punch, drove Ramsey to the ground.

Holy Mother of Fuck! I hadn’t thought Ramsey would go down that easy. But then he winked at me as he looked up from the floor. Ah, this was part of the show. They both had to claim me after all.

Grey moved in on me, hands to either side of me, leaning on the back bar, pinning me in place, looming close, radiating heat and desire.

“She’s mine!” he hissed over his shoulder, though it was loud enough for everyone in the room to hear it. “And I’ll bring the full wrath of Hades down on anyone who tries to touch her!”

Oh… wow… the full wrath of…

And when he turned back to me those dark eyes felt like they were sucking my soul right out of my body and I nearly went limp.

He caught me as I swooned — yeah, I fucking swooned — and held me close bringing his hard lips to my neck. His kiss was possessive, demanding, his teeth raking over flesh before he pulled away.

My body thrummed with want, nipples spiking as I felt Grey’s hard chest through his shirt and the sheer fabric of my dress. I must have been beet red because I was so fucking hot, I couldn’t catch my breath. Sweat was pooling in all the worst places. Hopefully, I hadn’t ruined this dress, but if I had, it might just have been worth it.

He nipped at my ear, and I moaned — I actually moaned — far too loudly.

“Too much,” he whispered into my ear.

Hell yes!Or should that be Hades yes?

“Sorry, we’ll be done soon, then I’ll fire the HR department before they find out.”

I almost laughed at that but stopped myself. Now wasn’t the time.

And just like that, he released me and deftly sent me into the waiting arms of Harmonia as he spun on Ramsey, who’d just gotten up. “Just try to take her from me!”

“You bet your ass I will,” Ramsey spat the words and I saw just a hint of I’m-going-to-enjoy-this mirth in his eyes before—

The punch he landed in Grey’s gut made the man double over with a loud “oof!” Then, as if Grey weighed nothing at all, he picked up the taller man and threw him a good fifty feet, right down the middle aisle of the lounge, somehow not damaging a single table.

Then Ramsey vaulted over the bar again. Grey got up before Ramsey reached him and the two fake-duked it out. Or at least, I think it was fake. It looked real. They fought their way across the lounge to the lobby area with the elevators.

“And stay out!” I heard Grey shout. Then he stalked back in and I could see that it hadn’t all been fake, there was a bruise on his cheek.

Fuck me.