Page 53 of Infinitely Mine
Oh, wow. That was beautiful.
“You saved my son, didn’t you?”
His one-word answer left in a growl, “Yes.”
“You told Mammoth where to go. You guided him to Jacob.”
“Yes,” he repeated.
I stood and walked toward the demon-like being, ignoring the man on the ground who moaned. “Thank you, Helkin.”
He dipped his chin.
“Can I give you a kiss?”
His head snapped up, and his eyes. . .changed from silver to a shimmering gold. He nearly stumbled. “You wish to kiss me?”
“I do.”
The bony visage drew closer as his macabre smile widened. “Give me your mouth.”
I didn’t think about how we would lock lips with his features being so different. As our mouths met, it felt like Mammoth—my Waylen. And yet, it was slightly altered. I felt the Reaper. His desire. His lust. Affection. Joy. Possessiveness. Under it all, as a layered foundation, love.
He lifted me with one arm and towered above the ground, holding me in place as he deepened the kiss. It seemed to go on forever, and I didn’t want it to end. We broke apart, and he gestured to the man on the ground.
“He meant to sell you for his debts. I will reap his soul and leave him in torment for all eternity for daring to harm my female.”
“Do it.”
I didn’t have any sympathy for Tom. He took Jacob. He would have let men use and hurt me. His punishment seemed justified.
“Justified,” the Reaper agreed.
Could he hear my thoughts?
“You will see. Watch.”
The Reaper definitely seemed to like issuing orders, and I wondered what that would be like in bed.
He tightened his hold around me. “Yes. Later. Meinsideyou.”
My panties got a bit damp from that. Talk about a lady boner. I just got one.
He seemed to struggle with that for a few seconds but focused on Tom. “You have been judged.”
“Found guilty,” Rael added.
“And sentenced to death. Your soul is Lucifer’s now,” Grim declared.
I didn’t know when they arrived. I glanced behind me and saw Jacob next to Spook. Shadow stood on the other side. Both men nodded.
In awe, I realized I just gained a whole supernatural army of men who would protect and cherish me, my son, and our club family to the death. We were fortunate and blessed.
The ground rumbled beneath us, and I saw two hands land on Jacob’s shoulders to keep him steady. One from Spook. The other is from Shadow.
Helkin cut across the air with his scythe, and I gasped when I saw the others join his, tearing apart Tom’s soul. It separated from his body in a filmy substance that seemed ghost-like but then began to stink like rotten eggs. I buried my nose in Helkin’s black robes and inhaled that whiskey and leather scent combined with cloves.
Hot air blasted us as steam popped up from below, saturating the already moist air with the fires of hell. I didn’t know how I knew that information, but it filtered into my mind. There was a sucking sound, a loud screeching, and then Tom’s screams grew louder until he was sucked beneath us. Popping and crackling noises followed.