fucked in the head.” My eyes narrow on her.
Surprisingly, she makes a noise of agreement. “About right, and you don’t mess with someone who’s fucked in the head.” She presses the gun a little harder against the human’s jaw. Morgan winces but doesn’t make a sound.
Lyre visibly bristles as he steps forward, his hands fisting at his sides. He looks ready to tear Gabby limb from limb.
“Don’t you dare,” the harpy snarls. “I will kill her. You…” she looks at me, “get over here. Move nice and slow. Stand here on my left, so that I can keep an eye on Lyre.”
Fuck! I don’t have much of a choice here. I push out a breath and look at Lyre, hoping he stops me.
“Eyes on me, handsome,” Gabby says. “I’m the one giving the orders. Your friend will hate you forever if his girlfriend ends up dead.”
Ain’t that the truth. I walk over to her, standing on her left as she instructed. I’m not getting close enough for her to reach my neck. I’m much stronger than she is. I’ll take her if I get even the smallest of gaps.
The gun is still flush against the human’s throat. I will do everything to avoid giving her my powers, but I might not have a choice here.
“I won’t bite,” she says to me. “Come closer.”
The harpy holds out her free hand to me. “Take it,” she instructs.
I frown. What does she want? Why my hand? Is this how she’ll take my power? Does she only have to make contact to be able to suck me dry?
“Don’t be such a big baby. Take my hand.”
I remind myself of how much bigger I am. I am definitely more powerful. I still don’t like it. I sigh as I reach my hand out.
Gabby grins. It’s fucking evil. She looks like she’s won. Her skin is cool to the touch. That’s when I feel it, the sharp prick, followed by warmth flooding my veins. I try to pull away, but it’s like my arm and my mind have disconnected somehow. The warmth is spreading. It feels wonderful, and yet…wrong. I try to tell her to stop, but I make this moaning sound instead. My cock is filling with blood. The need to fuck is clouding my brain. Those eyes are hauntingly beautiful. Her hair. Her smile. Fuck! This woman is magnificent. I want to know everything about her. I want to fill her with my seed. I hope that life will take root in her belly. I want her to carry my children. I want to mate her.
My teeth feel sharper. My vision more honed. Her tits are plump…so ripe. I can scent the heaven between her legs. The harpy is…the harpy… Something is wrong. I need to be closer to her. That’s what’s wrong.
She lets my hand go, and I want to cry out from the loss of contact. I need to get closer. I need to be inside her…now.
Gabby crooks her finger at me, a sexy smile on her full lips. I want to devour those lips. I want to know everything there is to know about her. I take a step towards her.
She cups my face in her hand and giggles. I feel like the luckiest man alive at this moment. “You are a handsome one, aren’t you?” she says.
I suck in a breath. I’m in awe. “You are so fucking beautiful.” I need her so badly. I’ve never wanted anyone like I want her. My heart is bursting. “Kiss me,” I beg. I’ll get down on my fucking knees if I have to. I’ll kill for this woman. I’ll do anything. Any-fucking-thing!
“Not just yet.” She gets all coy with me, and I love it and hate it in equal measure. “Oh…” Her eyes go wide. “Not too much.”
I don’t know what she means. My mind is fuzzy. My cock hard. I’m desperate for her. My balls are clenched tight. I take a step towards her. I have to tell her how I feel. If I don’t have her soon, I might fucking die. My heart will stop.
The human sucks in a breath, and I am reminded that there are others in the room. Why are they here? What the fuck do they want? I need to be alone with my woman. “Let’s get rid of these two and—”
“That’s the plan, handsome.” Gabby winks at me. “First, I need to have a quick talk with Lyre.”
Lyre.
Fucking Lyre.
What does he have to do with