Revealing the Monster (Playing with Monsters #4) - Amelia Hutchins Page 0,29

to go down there? It won’t be pretty,” he grunted, running his turquoise eyes over my face. “I think Spyder’s trying to fuck you out of his system, Lena. He’s not having much success. You should leave him to it. You hear me? You really don’t want to see what is happening inside that room.”

“I’m going down there to invite him to my bed so that he can get from me what he needs, Adrian. I got him into this situation, and I will get him out. Now, if you’re done trying to prevent me from seeing him fucking, you’re a little late since I’ve already had his cock down my throat. I’m going to the lower level to find him.”

“Damn, I didn’t see that one coming.” Adrian’s lips jerked into a devilish grin as his fangs snaked out, tugging on his lower lip. “If you ever get free, I’ll be putting my hat into the ring for a taste of you. You got a taste of me, sugar. It’s only fair I get one in return.”

“Deal, Adrian. But only if it doesn’t work out between myself and Lucian. You see, I was born to be his, so chances of that happening are zero.” His eyes flashed in amusement at my reply.

“I figured as much. I know not to mess with Lucian’s girl or him. Spyder’s down the hall, the furthest door on the left. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

“Noted. Thanks for the heads up,” I called back, swaying my hips as he watched me walk away.

I’d gotten more confident with the furies within me. I knew they were the ones pushing me, yet they’d been quiet for a while now. They’d become a part of me, growing silent until I was in danger. I had noticed that when something or someone new entered my surroundings, I’d hear them whispering inside my head. I’d receive a warning that alerted me to whatever kind of creature was getting close, like Erie and war drums mixed with the sound of swords clashing together. Vampires caused me to hear heartbeats, which was weirdly cute—Lucian silence, and that was eerie as shit.

I was also more open regarding life, not worried about what people thought of me. I’d lost my human fears, reverting to more end of the freaking world concerns. However, a certain numbness filled me, which I had filed away as grief from losing Harbinger. Not that I didn’t wish I had him, but wishing wouldn’t bring my son back.

I also no longer suffered his death echo or mine. I was confident Lucian had something to do with that, since he hadn’t seemed at all shocked that during the last three full moons, I hadn’t had a single one.

Reaching the end of the hall, I paused at the door, lifting my hand to the knob before tilting and pressing my head against the wooden surface, listening. No sounds escaped the room, or any of the other rooms, for that matter. The only noise I’d heard since coming downstairs had been the clicking of my heels over the tiles. My stomach tightened with unease, knowing that I was about to fight against the need to replace some female he was pleasuring, just to confront him.

Turning the knob, I entered, pausing at the multiple moans I clearly hear. There wasn’t just one female inside with Spyder. It was a full-on sex party, with him sitting in a chair, watching everyone fuck around him like he was the king of the orgy. He was shirtless, covered in sweat and shadows that bathed him in dim candlelight. The sound of passion and skin slapping together echoed through the room.

Spyder’s eyes slid to mine, holding them as the sounds increased. I didn’t look away from him, staring into his gaze as he lifted from the chair. His broad chest rose and fell as his dark head tilted to the side, slowly dragging his heated gaze up and down my body with naked hunger banked in his icy blue glare.

The entire area smelled of sex and magic, reminding me of the time Spyder held me as he and Lucian performed the spell that had cemented our bond. Spyder crept toward me, sleek muscles glistening with a fine sheen of sweat covering the dark ink of his tattoos. I swallowed down the moan that built in my throat, threatening to undo me. This probably wouldn’t go down as my brightest moment.

A man stepped in front of me, grabbing me