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Chapter 9
Her house was nice. Very family oriented, with family portraits on the mantle and potted plants in pots with tiny hand prints on them. I smiled to myself at this. Nikki must've made it.
"H-Hey…" Her voice startled me, a surprise since my senses were stronger than a normal humans, and I turned around to greet her before I was stopped in my tracks, and I had to practically gouge holes in my palms to restrain myself. I'll be damned if that girl doesn't get jumped one day.
She was wearing the most enticing outfit I'd seen in my millions and millions of years on earth. And I knew hundreds of female devils that wore nothing but a red leather bra and thong. Okay, that's not true. They wore knee high stiletto boots too. But nothing had made my blood boil as much as the goddess before me did. Her skirt was just long enough to cover the important areas, but definitely short enough to cause a man's heart speed up to a mile a minute. And those shoes she was wearing… didn't she know that if you had something, anything that laced up, that all men could think about was UN-lacing it?! Well, my mind didn't disappoint. I couldn't help but imagine her sitting on her bed with me running my fingers all over her legs and thighs as I took those damn things off. And the shirt showed cleavage. There was nothing else to say about that.
And oh she smelled good. I closed my eyes briefly and inhaled the sweet scent rolling off her body in thick intoxicating waves that were smothering me down with their fragrance. I wanted to be closer to her and nuzzle her perfectly curved neck as I lost myself in her wonderful smell. But I was getting ahead of myself. The day was just beginning.
"You look wonderful." I said politely, ignoring the part of me that was screaming to ask 'Have my children!' Of course that was the ancient part of me. In my life as a human, the men had only one goal in life, to find a beautiful woman and reproduce. And the same went for the women. I held my hand out to her. "Shall we go?"
She looked at my outstretched hand nervously and blushed a soft pink when she took it. "Y-Yes, just let, me grab a jacket…" She scurried back up the stairs, unknowingly giving me a nice view of beneath her skirt as she went. I chuckled softly to myself and turned around and looked at the bag of cookies on the coffee table.
I bit my lip as I stared at it, trying to hold myself back. But my will faltered and I dove for the bag and put three of them in my mouth at once. God these were good. Human food may be unhealthy, but it was delicious. Things like this didn't exist in the Underworld.
"Hmm." The voice from the doorway scared the shit out of me, and I whirled around so fast that if a human had seen me they would've known I was…special. But it wasn't a human standing behind me at all. But not far from it.
It was Malachai. He was standing there at the foot of the stairs where I had been only seconds before, wearing simple jeans and a black button-down shirt, barefoot. Something about the scene before me seemed off. Malachai was way too comfortable in this house. He was walking around barefoot? That made it hard for a quick getaway, so he obviously wasn't concerned about being seen. It took me a few seconds to make the connection.
"It's not possible." I hissed at him. "You're not capable of-"
Malachai stared at me with a small smile on his face. "Now who told you that? Armand? Silly demon. Just because it's impossible for him doesn't make it impossible for me. Little Brother may be physically stronger, but my brain is twice as large and filled with everything I need to defeat him easily. And not to mention, since Armand is big as a horse, that I am a million times more agile and quick than he will ever hope to be."
I watched his every move with narrowed eyes and in fight mode, but still he made no move to attack me. "I long for the day Armand gives me permission to kill you." I snarled. But yet I said the words so sincerely, there was a hint of doubt behind them as I thought of Nikki.
Suddenly she appeared at the top of the stairs. She smiled when she saw Malachai, who turned to smile at her. Then she looked at me and she blushed cutely.
"Damien, I see you've met my dad."
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