Free Angel Betrayed by Cynthia Eden Page A

medicine.
    He turned away from the cops. He kept his hold on her, and he knew just how to help Seline.
    Medicine couldn’t take away a succubus’s pain, but pleasure could.
     
    Rogziel watched as the warehouse burned. His guards had escaped, and Alex waited behind him, swearing and muttering because he had a bruise on the back of his head.
    Humans could be so dramatic.
    “You’re sure Seline was the one who hit you?” Rogziel asked again, because he had to be certain.
    “ Yes! She hit me, and she took the freaking keys. She went after that Fallen . . .” Alex stalked forward and pointed to the blazing building. “And they did that. ”
    Burned their way to freedom?
    Maybe.
    Or maybe Azrael had just burned Seline and sent her to hell.
    His gaze slid over the fire. He’d expected the betrayal from Seline. He’d hoped that she’d stay true to him, but, deep inside, he’d known. It had been just a matter of time.
    Blood always tells. Poor Seline had the blood of the wicked coursing through her veins. He’d tried to warn her, but there had been no changing fate. There never was.
    “We’ll wait until the authorities secure the scene.” He’d learned how to keep a low profile over the centuries. So he’d let the cops do their work. Let the firefighters fight the blaze that was already cooling, and once the smoke cleared, he’d see if any bodies were recovered.
    If Seline had somehow slipped away, then he’d find her. Seline was his, and he wouldn’t let her get away. He’d see her dead long before he turned her loose on the world.
    Because he knew just how dangerous she truly was. The pretty face was a lie. Inside, Seline was a monster, one that he’d been fighting to control since the day he’d found her.
    Tossed away in an alley.
    Trash.
    Evil.
    And the evil ones in this world had to be punished.
     
    Sam took Seline to one of his safe houses. Acquiring a car wasn’t hard; he just took the first one he saw and drove as fast as he could. Within minutes, he had Seline at his place, locked inside, and on his bed.
    Carefully, using a gentleness he hadn’t even realized he possessed, Sam removed her charred and ash-stained clothing, and he wiped away her tears.
    “You couldn’t . . .” His fingers hovered over her injured arm. The burns pissed him off and made him want to rip Az apart. “You couldn’t control the fire at all.” Odd. A demon usually had some ability to manipulate the flames.
    Her lashes slowly lifted. “I’m not . . . I’m a hybrid.”
    Hybrid. Half-demon. Half . . . what?
    “I can make some fire like I did in the swamp, but I can’t control someone else’s. Not . . . strong enough.” The last sounded like an embarrassed confession.
    He stared down at her, lost, angry. She hurt, and her pain made him furious.
    “You know”—her voice was husky, and her eyes so dark—“what I need to heal.”
    He knew how to heal a succubus, yes, but . . .
    “Kiss me?” she whispered.
    Bracing his arms on either side of her head, he brushed his lips across hers. Light. Soft.
    “No.” Her growl. “I need . . . more.”
    His lips pressed against hers again. Her mouth parted for him, and his tongue swept inside to meet hers. Wet. Warm. She moaned and he stilled, afraid it was a cry of pain. He began to pull back.
    Then her hips lifted and pushed against his. She caught his bottom lip between her teeth and gave him a light bite.
    His cock hardened. Want her. Need . . .
    “I’m not human,” she whispered, and already her voice sounded stronger. Just from a kiss? “ This is what I need.” A pause. “You’re what I need.” Stark.
    Sam didn’t have to be told twice. He kissed her again. Her breasts pushed against his chest, and he could feel the tight press of her nipples. He hadn’t removed her sexy black bra, but he wanted the lace gone. He wanted her nipple in his mouth, and he wanted to know that her moans were from pleasure.
    But he put a stranglehold on his lust, and instead of