“You need help deciding?” Cole asked, slowly stepping closer until I was between the brothers. His hands lifted to my shoulders, while Rhys continued to hold my waist. “You remember the last Silversmith we took together, Rhys?” Cole continued, lowering his lips to my throat while slowly nipping against the racing pulse.
“I’m not interested in sharing anything with you, Cole. I don’t think she is interested in being shared, either. Are you, Love?” Rhys asked, his nose slowly rubbing against my ear as their bodies’ heat pushed against mine.
My heart pounded relentlessly against my chest. Cole leaned closer, brushing his lips against mine as he smiled. The hands on my hips held me tightly, brushing thumbs over my flesh to reassure me, while Cole claimed my mouth softly, slowly seducing my senses. I moaned as images flashed through my mind. Cole had me seated on his lap, while Rhys sat between my legs, devouring me. Cole held my thighs open, allowing Rhys to stroke his tongue hungrily through my apex’s arousal. I watched with a hooded gaze as Cole’s fingers began running in a circular pattern against my clit. Rhys’s fingers entered my body, filling me until I was bucking against them, coming undone around their sensual assault. I shivered violently, pushing the images away as I tried to determine reality from fantasy.
Freaking incubus demons! Even worse, brother incubus demons.
“Enough,” I moaned as my head dropped back against Rhys’s chest. Cole stepped back, smiling, but the look in his eyes floored me like he hadn’t been unaffected by that vision either.
“She’s a very dirty girl, with a sinfully delicious imagination. She was imaging you eating her naked pussy, and it is very naked, indeed, brother. You’re in over your head with this one, Rhys. When she becomes too much to handle, send her my way, and I’ll turn her naughty little thoughts into a reality she’d enjoy.”
“You finished yet, asshole?” Rhys growled, and yet he didn’t release me.
“Nah, I’m just getting started,” Cole laughed darkly, letting his eyes drop to where Rhys continued running his fingers over my hips. “I’ll see you soon, Sunshine.”
“My name is Remington, not Sunshine.”
“Remington, what a beautiful name for a little Silversmith,” he chuckled, leaning closer to inhale my scent. “Fuck me! You’re a newborn. No wonder my asshole brother is trying to claim you. I’m guessing Eliza didn’t get to the part where we’re the bad guys, did she? Since you’re not immortal, I’m going to guess that you know nothing of our world or history. Fuck me, if we didn’t hit pay dirt with you.”
“You didn’t hit shit. I may be young, but I’m not stupid. I’m aware I am in the hands of my bloodline’s mortal enemies. I’m very aware of who and what you are. I’m also aware that I’m on neither of your sides, so stop with your demon mind tricks, or I’ll make your blood boil with mine. I do promise to enjoy the pretty screams you’ll give me. Now get your fucking hands off of me, both of you.”
“You sure you want me to do that?” Rhys chuckled against the side of my neck, kissing it softly. “I’m not sure how much more this room can take of your curse. You broke a two-hundred-year-old table that was an heirloom.”
“Who is to blame for that?” I countered crossly.
“Touché, but if I release you from my touch, you’ll either face plant on the floor or land on Cole, which he is hoping happens. If he’s touching you without me grounding you, I can’t get you out of his thrall. Decide. It’s your choice what happens to you.”
“Come on, pretty girl. Come play in my world. I promise you’ll like it there,” Cole smirked, crossing his arms over his chest, watching me carefully as frustration played out on my face. “I’m much more fun than Rhys’s stuffy, prim, and proper ass is.”
I didn’t trust either of them.
Not one iota.
However, I really didn’t trust a man who could sacrifice his men just to make a point. Cole planned to murder his brother. If I hadn’t intervened, he very well might have accomplished it.
“I think I’ll stay with Rhys for now, Cole. It was a pleasure to meet you, though, and should I need a gorgeous evil villain, you’ll be my first choice.”
“Who says I’m the evil one, Sunshine?” Cole asked, lifting a brow as Rhys snorted behind me. “Oh, don’t let his suit and ties fool you. He’s as evil as they come. He just hides it much better than I do. Enjoy your evening. Do try to pull that stick out of my brother’s ass, yeah? He’s a bloody fucking thorn in my side. It was my pleasure meeting you, Remington. Such beauty and grace have long been forgotten in this day and age. Though, maybe pick your clothes better, and stop letting this wanker dress you. I can send something more… appropriate for you to wear if you’d like. If not, I took it upon myself to pick up your belongings from your hotel. They’re being held at the bar since weapons are frowned upon here, especially Silversmith weapons. You have an eye for fine detail, and I must say, I am impressed by your craftsmanship to your personal weapons. I did, however, take one as my price for delivering your things. Goodnight, my lady,” he said, bowing at the waist before his eyes lifted. A cold smile played on his lips as he stared over my shoulder. “I’ll be back soon, promise.”
He left the room, and I spun around, lifting my hand to slap Rhys before he could deflect it. “Do not ever use your magic on me again, or I’ll return the favor tenfold, and I only know the nasty spells of my bloodline. If I kiss you, it will be because I want to kiss you. If I tell you things, it will be because I want you to know them. Use your demon mojo on me, and I will get evil on you, and you know it, so don’t push me. You have things I want to learn about my history, but more than that, you know my mother. Which means you may know who took her or who would want to take her. If you help me, I will help you. That is my offer. Take it or leave it, Van Helsing.”
“I only used my influence when I kissed you, and only a sliver of it. I can’t make you want me. You’re a Silversmith. You’re immune to that part of what I am because you cursed me. You’re my cure for the incubus magic within me. Yes, I can enhance your libido, and you can enhance mine. That is because we were united, and our bloodlines are the fuel on the fire that ignites when we touch. What Cole did, that is more incubi driven. We’re uncertain of why he can wield it against Silversmiths. It has only ever worked on halflings until you. You saw me between your pretty thighs, didn’t you?” Rhys dropped his gaze to the pulse on my throat that gave away my lie before I even whispered it. He smiled devilishly, lifting his hand to touch my cheek. “Cole wasn’t lying entirely. I’m not a good guy. I don’t play by anyone else’s rules. When I give my word, I keep it. And the list of who wouldn’t want your mother captured or dead is much shorter than those who do.”
“Was there a yes in there somewhere?” I asked, exhausted from driving from Seattle to Spokane, across the entire state of Washington. Then to show up to a mess at my mother’s house, ending up a prisoner because I hadn’t listened to Winchester, who would never let me live this down if I survived it.