We’ve been at the club–unsurprisingly, another club that Talon owns–for over two hours when I spot a familiar face that should not be there.

Or even alive.

What the hell?

I stop dancing, attempting to find the face again, and Talon places his hands on my hips, pulling me tighter against his front and his mouth brushes against my ear. “What’s wrong?”

I turn around and search through the crowd of people on the dance floor behind him, but there’s no sign of him.

“I thought I just saw Aiden,” I admit, just loud enough for him to hear.

He stiffens and grabs my hand leading me away from the dance floor and toward the VIP area that the rest of the guys are waiting for me and Farrah to have our fun. Though one of them has been with me the entire time, they surprisingly, willingly took turns this tim.

I didn't think any of the guys like dancing at all, but, apparently, now that they're kind of used to me or whatever this is, they're willing to actually dance with me.

The moment we hit the empty hallway to the VIP area, Aiden steps out of the shadows with a wicked smirk.

I study him closely when Talon pulls me to a stop, noticing that whoever's wearing Aiden's skin, isn't bad at copying his appearance.

"Kadorika," I say simply, crossing my arms in front of my chest. It’s not difficult for a kadorika demon to recognize another of their breed.

The demon snarls at me, and the form he chose slowly melts away into his true form. His teeth sharpen into deadly points, and his nails lengthen into razor sharp points. Bat-like wings extend from his back as he hisses at us.

Talon positions himself slightly in front of me. “What are you doing here?” The demon just glares at us, not moving, not attacking. Nothing.

“Delivering a message,” the demon finally says, while cackling, after several tense minutes of silence,. “Torn says that you, kadorika half-breed, will never get away from him. No matter where you go, he will always find you. And he will have you.”

Oh, I really don’t like the way that sounds.

Before Talon or I can even open our mouths to respond to his words, the demon disappears.

Talon takes my hand again and practically drags me to the VIP area. The guys immediately tense when we storm inside.

“What’s going on?” Hunter asks.

“We need to leave. Now.” Talon explains what happens and as soon as he’s done Parker leaves the room to get his sister and her guards.

* * *

I sigh heavily as I sink down deeper in the tub, letting the hot water relax the tension from my back and shoulders.

We’ve been back at Parker’s parents place for at least a half hour to an hour and as soon as we got here all the guys wanted to do was talk shop. Needless to say, I’m a little sick of talking about all the bad crap going on, so I figured I’d take a rain check on the meeting this time. I was not interested in talking about myself anymore.

A knock comes on the door, and I groan. So much for peace and quiet. "Yeah?" I call out. The door opens and Hunter steps inside. I raise my brow at him. "Bit presumptuous, aren't you?"

He smirks. "It's nothing I haven't already seen, Doll," he drawls affectionately. He stalks toward me and carefully crouches down beside the tub. He grips the back of my neck and massages my nape gently. "You doing okay?"

"I'm fine," I mutter.

He smiles, his red eyes glittering with amusement. "You're such a little liar." He leans forward and brushes his mouth against my forehead. "What's going on in this gorgeous little head?"

"Take your pick," I say, closing my eyes and fighting a moan while he continues to massage the back of my neck, easing the tension there slightly.

"We're doing everything we can, Mercy. You know that, right?"

"Yeah, I know. Kai told me what you guys were doing."

Hunter falls quiet for a moment before the pressure from his hand tightens slightly then loosens again. "You still pissed at me?" He asks quietly.

I look up and meet his eyes. "No. I wasn't happy about all the secrets, but I do understand why you kept them. Why you're most likely still hiding them."

"I didn't keep those things from you to hurt you, Mercy."

I smile at him. "I know, Hunter. You don't need to convince me of that."

"Come on, get out of the tub," he says softly, standing and holding his hand out for me to grasp.

I grab his hand and let him help me stand. He grabs the towel off the rack and wraps it around me. I step out of the tub but he doesn't move back, so I end up pressed against his body. I look up and meet his gaze. His expression softens, and he cups my cheek in his hand.

He lowers his head and brushes his mouth against mine in a chaste kiss. That's not enough for me, so I flick my tongue against his lips before deepening the kiss and wrap my arms around his neck, not caring that my towel falls to my feet in a puddle. His arms come around my body, pulling me closer.

The kiss quickly transforms from a slow kiss to a frenzied one. Without any notice, Hunter's hands grip under my ass, and he picks me up. I immediately lock my legs around his waist and moan at the friction his clothing is causing between my legs.

He moves a few steps to the left and deposits me on the bathroom counter. One of his hands tangles in my hair, holding me still while he devours my mouth, and the other goes between my legs. I gasp in his mouth as his finger thrusts hard inside me.

"Hunter," I moan wriggling in his hold, needing more. "Please."

He works me over with one finger for a few more strokes before he adds a second one, stretching me further. His thumb presses against my clit, and my climax hits, sneaking up on me.

I fumble with his shirt, throwing it over his head and tossing it aside. When I start fumbling with his pants and not having any luck, I huff as he chuckles quietly and moves my hands out of the way to do it for me.

I bite my lip at the sight of his hard cock and rub my thighs together, impossibly turned on just from the sight of it. Reaching out with one hand, I grasp it, pumping a few times, making him groan and thrust into my hand.

He moves my hand away and lines his cock up with my pussy. In one smooth thrust, he's inside, balls deep. My back arches as my body stretches to accommodate his size.

He thrusts inside me gently a few times, teasing me. I drag my nails down his back in a warning that he, thankfully, heeds. Without anymore teasing he's pumping in me at a furious pace. His mouth slams down on mine as he thrusts in and out of my pussy, the noises we make echoing off the walls of the bathroom.

With the ferocity of his strokes and the urgency in his kiss, I come in no time, my pussy clamping down hard on his cock, and I scream with my release. Two thrusts later, Hunter joins me over the edge. He places one last gentle kiss on my lips before pulling out, and I almost cry at the empty feeling he leaves me with.

I watch as he gets a rag wet and moves to clean me up.

"I'm staying with you tonight," he says when he's done.

I raise a brow. "You are?"

He grins. "Hell, yes, I am. I'm not done with you, Doll."

I squeal loudly as he picks me up off the counter and slings me over his shoulder.

Asshole.