Page 52 of Demon with Benefits


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She still didn’t understand how or why her twin had forgiven her so easily for her egregious lie, but she thought the life-or-death situation they’d been in when Lily had accidentally transported them to Hell might’ve had something to do with it. Almost immediately after Lily had learned the truth, they’d found themselves in Paimon’s lair, on a harrowing mission to save Mist.

Iris couldn’t help but wonder now... would Lily have forgiven her had that not occurred? Had her forgiveness only been granted because Lily had bigger problems at that moment?

And if so, did Iris really deserve that forgiveness?

Scratch that, sheknewshe didn’t deserve it. But selfishly, she’d accepted it anyway. She needed her sister in her life. Losing her was unthinkable.

“For example,” Meph continued, drawing her from her contemplations, “right now I can tell you’re thinking some pretty heavy shit.”

Iris took a sip of wine to hide her wince.

“Knowing you, it’s probably about your sister or your parents. I bet you’re berating yourself or stewing in guilt.”

She choked on that sip.

He laughed. “I’m right, aren’t I? You’re so predictable.”

She snapped her gaze to his, feeling simultaneously furious that he would bring up her secret pain so frivolously and stunned that he had, in fact, practically read her mind.

He was smirking, of course. He’d just dropped the subject of her dead parents and soul-crushing guilt as casually as he might mention that it was still snowing outside and then smirked at her like it was a totally normal topic of conversation.

She hated his audacity, his complete and utter insensitivity. Yet she loved the way he could take the heaviest, darkest topics and just scatter them into the wind with his blasé attitude like they were nothing. Because somehow, in doing so, theybecamenothing.

For some bewildering reason, she laughed. An ugly bark of a thing, half snort, half cackle.

“You’re such a dick,” she said, shaking her head, somehow meaning it as a compliment.

“You’re a huge bitch,” he replied, grinning.

“I know.”

“It’s hot.”

“Really?” Was she blushing again? Stupid.

“Really.”

She tilted her head. “Why?”

“I dunno. I guess it’s a weird kink of mine or something.”

She barked another laugh. “What does that mean?”

His eyes darkened. “I mean, I get off on shutting up your smart mouth when I fill it, watching your snide little insults turn to pleading when I make you beg for it, and seeing your bitchy attitude go soft and compliant when I make you come all over me.”

She stared at him for precisely thirteen seconds. He wasn’t smiling anymore; his red eyes were doing that eerie glowing thing that she’d used to find scary and now found incomparably sexy. Then, she set her wine glass down on the coffee table, took Meph’s from his hand and set it down too, and then jumped him like a... What was it he’d called her?

Ah yes, a horny lioness.

They ended up on the rug. Faust woke while they were frantically tearing each other’s clothes off and darted away to the bedroom, traumatized. Meph ate her out from behind and then fucked her so hard she got rug burns on her knees. And she begged for it too.

10

LOOSE CANNON

THE FOLLOWING MORNING, MEPH CREPT THROUGH THEfront door of his house, much as he’d done the first time he’d slept at Iris’s and every morning since. He’d spent nearly every night there for the last two weeks, and he knew his brothers were getting suspicious.

The last thing he wanted was to have to explain himself, but there was no way he was giving up those marathon all-nighters. His little witch was dynamite in the bedroom, and he was totally addicted to her.