Hell's Belle - Eve Newton Page 0,60

to him and kneel at his side, brushing his hair out of his face.

I’m startled when a female pushes the covers back on the other side of the bed, just waking up. I didn’t even see her or sense her there. I give her a questioning look, but she says nothing.

“Who are you?” I ask.

“Sh-Shade,” she stammers, looking at Shax in panic.

“Hmm.” I have never seen her before, and I can’t tell what she is.

I stand up, reassured that Shax isn’t going through anything too torturous with Sid in his head. Razor was flinging himself all over the bed after only a few seconds. Shax is still, peaceful.

I look at the female again. She cowers from me. “You know who I am?” I ask her.

She nods.

“Tell him to come and see me when he wakes, please.”

She nods again.

I get up and flame back to my bedroom.

So much has happened in the last few days and I’m feeling drained.

I curl up on the bed and wait for Sid to return to me. I wait for tonight until I return to Aleister. I wait to hear back from Elijah. I just…wait.

26

Shax

I wake from a weird dream. It was like someone was sifting through my thoughts, looking for something.

I turn to the side to see Shadow sitting there, giving me a worried look. My concern immediately goes straight to her. “What is it?” I ask, sitting up.

“Annabelle came in. She saw me,” she whispers.

My heart thuds. “What did you say?” I ask carefully.

“She asked who I was, and I said Shade, like you told me to if anyone saw me.”

“That’s all?”

“Yes.”

I breathe out. “Okay, it’s fine. If she didn’t press you straight away, she won’t.”

“She thinks I’m just another slut you’ve taken to your bed?” she asks, with more than a bit of bite.

I give her an angry look. “That was your idea,” I spit out and then immediately regret it. “I’m sorry,” I mutter. My head is thudding bad after getting drunk last night. It was a bad night until Shadow showed up. I groan as I remember using my knife to cut myself in front of Annabelle. She is not going to let that go. I’m going to have to come up with something to say to her that she will believe.

“Fuck,” I mutter, putting my hands over my face and flopping back to the bed.

Shadow climbs on top of me. “I’m sorry too, Shax. I know you want more from me.”

I ignore her, until she takes my cock in her hand and starts to run her hand down it gently. She slips it inside her, and I pull my hands away from my face.

She has a look of ecstasy on her face as she rides me, increasing her speed until she is bouncing around, her tits jiggling in a way that makes me grow even harder.

“Human fucking is so much better than mating in Griffin form,” she pants.

She doesn’t realize how much that stabs me in the heart. I knew she must, but we have never talked about it.

“Hmm,” I murmur as she slams down on me again and again until she shudders, her nipples hardening, her mouth dropping open in a silent scream as she uses my dick to make herself come.

“Oh, yes,” she moans and climbs off me, ready to leave.

“Wait,” I say, grabbing her hand.

“Oh, sorry, you didn’t come,” she giggles and climbs back on top of me, fucking me until I spurt inside her. It is less than exciting. Passionless and only done as an after-thought to her own pleasure.

I feel sick.

She doesn’t love me at all.

She is using me.

I fall into a pit of despair until she leans over and kisses me sweetly in that way she has that makes me think, this was just an oversight.

“Move to Earth with me,” I blurt out.

She sits back on me with a surprised look, which then turns to fear, and she climbs off me to get as far away from me as she can.

“I can’t do that, Shax,” she whispers fearfully.

I get out of bed and go to her, taking her hands. “You can. I can take you somewhere that you can shift and be yourself and no one will know.

“But what about the other Griffins?”

I can’t help but think that she is talking about one in particular. It angers me again, my hangover getting the better of my emotions in a way that I’m just not used to.

“It won’t be forever, I just need to get