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So, yeah. A villain. But a not-so-awful one? Jury was still out on that.
My mind instantly dropped into the gutter. Was thrown, really.
A dangerous combination. That danger being to my damn self-control.
how someone could be so fucking hot and endearing at the same time. I wanted to both cuddle Raiden like the precious male he was and bend him over a flat surface and fuck him hard.
“White-winged vermin,”
“This is hittin’ the spot. My other spot. You already hit my sweet one.” I choked on my chip.
“But I have no intention of dying today.” “Famous last words,” Castor mumbled. “Tell Pride to lose the cockiness, or we’ll all fucking die down here.”
“It’s a good thing I like blood then. It will be a nice refresher after I feast on their bones.”
“Wrath’s come out to play,” Raiden said, clapping Galen on the back. “Good to see ya, bud. Help us take these fuckers out.” “With pleasure.” Galen’s voice was deeper than his normal, already deep voice.
Damned if we do. Damned if we don’t.
“They need better security,” Gray told us. “I got in, like, super easy.” “Why didn’t you ask me first?” Alastair was pissed.
“Stop this. It isn’t you.” Alastair blinked at him. “I only wanted to win.” He sounded so… vulnerable right then. “I know,” Lazarus said, fingers sliding through the back of Alastair’s hair. Almost as though he were comforting him.
Lucifer because we were fightin’ as one force. Like the Power Rangers.”
And he had major golden retriever energy.
“Nah. They’re too good of buds for that.
“He’s like the coolest guy ever. For real. And he can cook.” “I can cook.” “He’s better.” “Wow. Thanks, kid.”