LOGIN“I’ll go inside first, and you have to barge in like twenty seconds later.” I tell him while extracting myself from his arms. His jaw ticks, remaining silent. I realize a bit too late that he’d reverted to silent, scary Remy.Oh this is going to be so good.I rush inside, my fingers fumbling as I undo my shirt and jeans. They fall in a heap, but I don’t mind. How many seconds do I have left? Not sure, I jump on bed, pretending to be asleep.My heart races excitedly, mouth fucking dry with desire and excitement so feral, my body keeps trembling.I’m expecting it, heck, I orchestrated it, but I jump when the door is slammed open. Goosebumps prickle all over my exposed skin. My eyes are squeezed shut in pretense of being asleep.The covers are ripped off me, and I jerk, but keep my eyes shut.“Jesus.” he mutters.I chuckle into my hand. “Are you even allowed to say that name?”When I open my eyes, there he is, hovering above my naked form, eyes hungrily eating me up.I fucking love it."I
Remy’s growl doesn’t make me pull away from my friend, it’s the knowledge that there are cameras pointing down at us and possibly multiple agents watching for anything they’d hold Chels with.“I know you’re his boyfriend, but learn to share, Caleb’s for everyone.” she says with a eye roll, but she looks ready to bolt. I chuckle at her confidence. I mean, she knows what he is somehow, and she’s still talking back at him.“Oh, he’s not my boyfriend.” I say, more to him than her.She raises a brow at another of his growls.“I am his boyfriend. And no, I’m sharing. Get your own.” he sounds like a child right now, but I don’t mind. He can sound however he wants, I’m enjoying that he’s called himself my boyfriend.My first ever boyfriend.“Oh I will, for the next few months, possibly one year, they’ll put me on the back bench, that leaves me with enough time to actually meet someone.”She’s not joking. To make sure she’s not a threat to them, they’ll keep watching her for months. My relati
My phone rings loudly, breaking through the sounds of retching of us feeble humans, and the snickers of demons. If there was ever a doubt on the non humanity, this certainly clears them. Nobody should be able to breathe there.The caller ID is Chels, it forces the last cough to trickle down to nought and I swipe accept. We haven’t seen her since our battle to the death, and I know how unfair that is. There’s so much I have to apologise for.“Chels, hey.” I lock eyes with Remy, who is watching me with a frown on his face. I mouth her name, his brows remain furrowed. He has to know we have lives outside this relationship.“Caleb, good to know you’re alive.” she says dryly. I wince, my fingers, slick with sweat, massage my temple. If I kneel, she won’t even know, and it still won’t show how sorry I am.“You know it’s not that easy to kill me.”Her sigh rings through the speakers, and in the background I hear someone say something, and Chels responds to the person.“I’m still talking to
We spend the whole day sleeping in, and the rest of the week in bed. From the occasional sounds from the other rooms, Danny and Law had similar ideas. I’m still reeling from the fact that Remy said he loves me.Sometimes I catch him watching me with a soft expression from time to time. I blush furiously under his gaze, but hold my chin up, enjoying the feeling of thousands of butterflies using my stomach as their playground.“What are you looking at?” We are laying in bed, surviving off food we gathered from the kitchen before the guys took all of it– from the way Danny cussed at us, I knew they were the last to take food.Our limbs are tangled from yet another, slow, mind numbing sex.“You,”“Yeah, you know what I look like, we’re supposed to be watching a movie.” I tell him, pointing at the movie on the screen. We’ve rested lots, he’s even glowing, and I’m certain the trauma of nearly dying is the last thing on my mind.He picks my hand and presses his lips to the back of my hand.
My systems shut down completely from head to toe.There has only ever been two times my entire system ever froze like this. Not when I found out Remy’s true identity. Not when I found out he knew my identity before I walked in.The first time my system had a complete shutdown was from when Hana told me she loved me. I’d been a menace like always, she only laughed and said,“Oh, this is the big brother antics I keep hearing about.”I’d taken her laundry out of the dryer and dumped them in a bucket, all of them together, the colors blended into each other.“I love having an older brother, now this is where we fight, right?”That’s when my systems started to shut down, I couldn’t wrap my head around it. Her favorite pink sweater was ruined. But she was fake fighting with me,“Hana, leave your brother alone!” her mother had screamed from downstairs.“He knows I love him, he just has to know that ruining people’s stuff is not okay!” she had shouted back. Then she flashed her megawatt smile
Remy Templeton could have been speaking Spanish for all I cared. His tongue strokes my insides, muffling any response my desire melted mind could have thought up.“Ou.” I gasp, throat tight as his tongue works me open for him.He eats me out open mouthed, slathering my hole with his hot saliva, making me drip, clenching around his tongue and air when he slips his tongue out of me.“Fuck, yes, just like that.” I whisper, rocking my hips into his open mouth. His tongue trails a line only he can see, rolling up and down my crease, poking my pucker.I thrash about, garbled moans falling from my mouth.While his mouth administers his wicked ministrations, he has one of his hands cupping my balls, squeezing, teasing, the other hand molds my thigh hard enough to bruise. My eyes rolls to the back of my head at the rush of pleasure.A choked cry escapes my lungs when he presses the flat of his tongue against my rim and wriggles it around, dragging it, sopping me up.“Please, fuck me now.” I cr
The bus nearly leaving without me this morning is a clear sign that I need to cut back on alcohol and throw tantrums in more constructive ways… like crocheting, or knitting, or even bringing my neighbors pie in an attempt to have human connection. Or at the very least, get laid.That must be it.
Startled, I jump away from what I now know is a screen wall, not the harmless thing we all thought it was. But if I’m being honest with myself– that doesn’t happen often– I’d say those eyes were the reason I jumped back.And not just because they appeared so suddenly.That too.But it’s more the in
I should not have drank so much last night. I’m not the only one who feels that way, Zachary and the guys have their heads hanging in their hands, Rhodes has thrown up twice in the last thirty minutes, and every time the strobing lights passed through my eyelids the urge to hurl something at the
“Caleb Doherty does NOT bottom!” Everyone choruses right before falling into fits of drunken laughter. Trying and failing to wipe the smug smile off my face, but it’s difficult. That line is utterly ridiculous in our line of work– well, this new line of work. But it is the line that bought me a ti




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