Page 116 of Enchanting Her Monsters
Bile rises in my throat, and I hold back the urge to retch. I don’t know how to get out of here or how to help them. I just hope they’re safe now.
Time for answers…
“How do we break out of a demon trap?” I ask.
“Wedon’t.” Maxum grumbles. “It has to be broken from the outside.”
“Like anyone? Or does it have to be the person who cast it?”
“Anyone who has a touch of magic,” Maxum sighs. “But we are warded inside. And I don’t expect Galiana to drop it until you agree to comply.”
“She must need my cooperation to take my power. That’s probably why they didn’t just take it before when Rob was dating me.”
“Makes sense. From what the magical community understands, it’s thatstolenpower fades. But perhaps Galiana found a workaround to keep hold of a willing donation.”
“Coerced, not willing,” I growl. “She’s threatening you.”
Maxum allows a smirk to fill his face. “It’s sexy when you get protective of us.”
I nuzzle into his shoulder. “It might kill me to watch any of you get hurt, especially because of me.”
“I don’t think she’s a witch of her word. I expect she’ll kill us as soon as she has what she wants from you.”
I bite my lip and curse my luck. We’re screwed. This might be our death.
“Why aren’t you popular in the hell realm?” I ask, an idea forming in my head… likely a very stupid one.
Maxum blinks at that non sequitur. “Uh, well, I’m a disappointment in their eyes. I don’t fit in there. I ran off to help weaker or underprivileged supes and demons. Let’s just say that philanthropy and community assistance aren’t a priority among demons. Most believe that I’m a traitor.”
“Oh.” I frown, not because of what he said, but that I hoped he’d have more supporters in hell.
“What are you thinking, my sweet monster?” he asks.
“You mentioned demons might sense if we bond. So what if we did, and they showed up and broke us out of the trap? If we stay here, we’re both dead. But maybe we have a shot to survive with your people.”
“Survive, yeah. But you might not want to survive a life with them as your masters.” Maxum caresses my cheek and shakes his head, likely thinking of the worst possible scenario.
“We could escape the demons,” I say with hope in my heart, and give him a kiss.
He returns my kiss, deepening it until we’re panting with need. We’ve both been holding back our desire for each other, and feels like something snaps.
“Fuck it. I don’t want to go to my death without claiming you as mine,” Maxum growls.
“Yeah, fuck it.” I laugh wildly. “Why should we stop living our lives just because we are trapped in a demon circle in an underground witch stronghold who is hell bent on my demise?”
Maxum chuckles against my throat as he kisses down my body. “My teeth ache to claim you, but this is not the romantic setting I was hoping for.”
“Hey?” I grasp his horns and make him look me in the eye just as his mouth gets to the swell of my breast. “It will be perfect because it’s with you.”
Maxum bites down on my tit and growls. “No. You are.”
He snaps his gaze up to my eyes, and his are wild with need.
Oh, my spicy ovaries.
I’ve unleashed his true inner demon.
Maxum’s claws scrape down my flesh, leaving thin lines behind, but never deep enough to bleed. Not yet, anyway. It’s a good thing that I don’t have any clothes, because they would have been torn to shreds.
