Page 15 of Trust the Fall
I don’t recognize him. His towering frame makes me feel small, and those green—no, hazel—eyes shine as they wash over my body.
A strong, square jaw peppered with day-old scruff and shaggy brown, nearly black, hair completes the otherworldly package. This man is carnal without saying or doing a damn thing.
Who is he?
His tongue darts out, licking a line across his bottom lip. “We’re friends, Victoria. Call me Riv. Understand?”
One finger trails down between my heavy breasts and I suck in a breath, whimpering.
Good grief... the hold this stranger has on my body is embarrassing, but I’m too overwhelmed to think any further on it.
“Do you want me to take care of the ache?”
I dip my chin, shivering in response.
My body is on overdrive, desperate for release. A sexy grin spreads across Riv’s face, and I sigh at the sight of his dimpled cheeks.
“Please,” I beg without thinking.
He bends to his knees at my feet, looking up, grinning wider and licking his bottom lip again. When his hands trail a line down my stomach, I stiffen.
Something feels... wrong. This isn’t right. I don’t know this Riv. Where am I? My haze-filled eyes scan the room.
Hell.
“No,” I say, shaking my head and clamping my legs together. “Stop.”
My eyes fly open, and I shriek, realizing that this isn’t in my head. I’m out of the cage.
“Come on. Using me to get another girl to fall for your advances?” a deep, throaty voice calls from somewhere close by. “Lame, man. Get your own fucking skin.”
My eyes peer down, and a scream bursts through my chest at the empty eyes staring back at me.Nolda.
The mirage vanishes and Nolda appears before the cage.
“Too bad. I could’ve made you feel so good, Victoria.” He shrugs. “If you won’t give yourself to me, I’ll just have to take what I want.” His head turns to the entry. “River. Nice to see you finally made it.”
River steps into the room and my breath hitches. So the Adonis from my vision is real.
“I’ve been a little busy. Your crew has been racking up a death toll quicker than even I can work, Nolda. Why don’t you back the fuck off for a bit?”
Nolda shrugs. “My legion is hungry. Who am I to withhold food? I’m not Lucifer,” he spits.
“Yeah, well... Lucifer does so for a good reason. You’re going to kill off your food source if you don’t watch it.”
Nolda’s shoulders stiffen. “I didn’t ask for your opinion, reaper.”
“Then why the fuck am I here?” The gorgeous man looks murderous, and even Nolda shrinks under the weight of that glare.
“That’s a good question. I requested the reaper queen’s audience.”
“She sent me in her place. Apparently, whatever meeting you’ve requested isn’t that important to her.”
Nolda wants to clap back, if his red-faced glare is any indication, but he refrains, breathing in deeply and relaxing his balled fists at his sides.
“Dinner will be served in the hall. I’ll lay everything out there.” Just like Lilith had done earlier, Nolda spins and stalks from the room.
My body collapses in on itself, and tears pour down my face.