I’ve never eye-fucked someone before, but that’s exactly what ends up happening. Katrina’s eyes catch mine, and I swear a delighted shiver runs down my spine and makes my dick twitch. The tension between us builds until I want to reach over, unsnap her seatbelt, and turn eye-fucking into actual fucking.
I’m the one who breaks eye contact first, grabbing onto my gray seatbelt, just to have something to hold on to, and staring out the window. I focus on trying to catch my breath, shocked at the intensity of one little look.
Worth it.
That’s all I can think. Whatever angelic bullshit we have to face from these halo humpers is worth it.
But the moment is broken when Katrina glances back down at some pop up on the computer. “Hell yeah! I think I found it!” Katrina exclaims as we reach the outskirts of this dinky little town. “There’s a peach farm up ahead that was going bankrupt, but by some miracle, they ended up with a bumper crop this year!”
“Address,” Raz barks.
Katrina snags directions and starts spouting them off while I resist the urge to stroke her leg. As Raz takes exit 78A and then makes lefts and rights through a small town, getting closer and closer to our destination, the tension in the van ramps up.
Akor turns from his spot in the front seat and smiles eerily at the rest of us. “Don’t worry. We’re just going to the peach farm of doom.”
The peach farm of fucking doom. Great. Katrina reaches out and slides her hand into mine, and I squeeze it, pretending I’m there to comfort her, but the reality is, her hand is just as much an outlet for my anxiety as anything. Lust demons aren’t known for battle prowess, and I’m lucky the guys even took me into their murder. If push comes to shove, how can I protect our girl?
Don’t let this angel flock be there, I mentally chant.
My thoughts haunt me as we make a left turn on a bumpy dirt road and see a bright white sign with the name “Sunny Acres” scrawled across it. That’s when my stomach sinks like a stone, because all hell is about to break loose.
I hope we win.
11
Kastros
The air is saturated with our shared anxiety as we exit the vehicle. Immediately, all four of us huddle around Katrina—the center of our universe. Quite literally.
“Akor,” Raz pinches the bridge of his nose, “why the fuck do you have all of that?”
I turn to see what captured my leader’s attention, quickly trying to hide my smirk when I see dozens of Adam’s GI Joes placed in Akor’s belt in lieu of guns and knives.
“Adam says they’ll bring me good luck,” our resident madman huffs, indignant. “But in case you guys were worried about little old me…” He then produces—from inside his pants?—a huge ass katana sword.
“Were you just carrying around a big-ass katana sword in your underwear?” Katrina screeches.
“He has a lot of extra room,” Van supplies lightly, ignoring the almost incandescent glare Akor tosses his way. Just as quickly, the glare fades from the psycho’s face as he smiles unrepentantly at Katrina, devouring her with his eyes.
“You know exactly how little room I have, don’t you, my sweet cherry?” he purrs, and a delicate blush explodes on both of Katrina’s cheeks like a timed bomb. I glance between the two of them in confusion before my gaze slides to Raz, who doesn’t appear at all shocked by the news. If anything, his smile is decidedly smug as he gives Katrina the same heated look.
Jealousy uncoils in my belly like an angry, hissing snake getting ready to strike. I want to be the one making my sweet, perfect mate blush like that. I want to wrap her in my arms until the end of time.
But I know that I can’t.
My sins are burying me in layers of icy, impenetrable snow, and my only choice is to sink.
“But in full disclosure, my cock can actually serve as a katana sword as well. And a bazooka and machine gun when the need arises,” Akor deadpans.
When Katrina gapes at him wordlessly, he grins brightly and begins to saunter towards the house, a skip to his step.
“Come, my delicious cherry! Let’s kill some angel fuckers and have naughty times in their heavenly blood.”
“I’m so going to Hell,” Katrina murmurs from beside me, staring after Akor with amusement. I nudge her side to garner her attention.