Jess stands up wanting to punch the girl in the face. How dare she proposition her sire, ex-sire, in such a salacious manner? Sucking essences is intimate and something far beyond just a quick ass fuck.
She is relieved when Devon looks dubious.
“Isn’t that a bit intimate?” he asks carefully.
“After everything we have shared, you ask me that?” Xyla says quietly. “I have let you do things to me that I have never experienced before. I love you, Devon. I want this with you.”
Jess’s mouth drops open in pure rage. Love? Love? She fucking loves him? She snaps her mouth shut and waits with bated breath for Devon’s reply.
He hesitates, clearly at a loss as to what to say. It took him months to say it back to Jess, and even then, she was never fully convinced he me
ant it. If he says it to this woman now, she will be devastated.
“Love you too, babe,” he says eventually. Xyla’s eyes light up and she kisses him. He kisses her back, but Jess is elated. He doesn’t mean it. She knows that brush off as she was on the receiving end of it for weeks before he eventually just stopped saying it.
“Take my essence,” Xyla whispers as she puts her hands against his.
This time he doesn’t falter. He places his hands against hers and Jess watches, her hurt intensifying as they share a private act with one another. The bliss on Devon’s face stabs at her heart and she has to turn away now. She just can’t watch him like this anymore.
“Wow,” she hears him say after a few minutes. “That was incredible.”
“Mm, it really was,” Xyla says and Jess hears them kiss. “You are on your way to becoming a proper Demon now,” she adds with a soft giggle.
Devon lets out a loud guffaw. “I’ll give you ‘proper,’” he says, and Jess turns around just in time to see him impale Xyla hard with his cock.
“Shit,” Xyla says and puts her hands on her chest.
“What?” Devon asks, his face full of concern. “Did I hurt you?”
“No,” Xyla whispers urgently. “My uncle…”
Jess looks on as Xyla leaps off the bed and grabs her clothes, Astraporting out before the door bursts open and Xane strides in with Liv close behind him, berating him for his rudeness.
Jess glares at that bitch. She hates her more than she has ever hated anyone, and right now her hatred for Xyla is pretty strong.
“Xyla!” Xane bellows. “I know you are here! Xyla!”
“What the fuck, man?” Devon says, lounging back on the bed, taking his time in covering himself up.
Xane fixes him with an icy glare that sends a shiver down Jess’s spine. “Where is my niece?” he asks through gritted teeth. “You get one chance to answer, you prick, before I start burning your insides out.”
“Xane,” Liv says, placing her hand on his arm. “She isn’t here.”
“She was,” he says and shakes her hand off him.
“Look, I don’t know what you are talking about,” Devon says. “I was here enjoying my own company.” He gestures to both himself and the feast with a smug smile.
“Oh, please,” Xane scoffs. “I doubt you have ever enjoyed your own company in your whole fucking life. Tell me where she went.”
Devon looks pleased by Xane’s comment, and Jess knows it is probably true. Why do it himself when he just has to look at a woman and she will do it for him?
Devon shrugs with his trademark nonchalance and Xane advances on him.
“Stay away from her, do I make myself clear?” Xane roars at him. “You have fucking ruined her.”
Jess honestly thinks that he is going to go for Devon, but Liv holds him back. It’s a good thing too because Devon never did know when to just leave it, Jess sighs.
“Ruined her? Hardly,” he snorts.