The Hazard of Humanity - Book One - Fate

Chapter Six

'How do you propose we do that Damien?' My mind spoke softly as we relaxed in each other's arms. Our hearts beating as one and his hand moved up and down my back slowly as he chuckled to himself and leaned a bit to press his lips into my hair.

'She's not very smart... our captor...She wanted us to mate so that she could torture you and break me....' His voice was soft and tender inside my mind and I closed my eyes, Enjoying the way it sounded more clear and sensual. His fingers moved through my hair, tugging out any snarls that had formed from our love making. 'She will come to learn that we will never break under her hand...She just made us both stronger... and the fact that we can communicate like this with ease... She'll never predict our plans.' I could sense his smugness without even needing to look at him. His words were laced with confidence.

My mind began to remember the faces he made while he was inside of me.... The way our bodies moved together and the way our lips tasted each other's flesh.... My mind was pulled from my provocative thoughts as Damien's arms tightened around me and He chuckled gently.

'You're teasing me with those images and thoughts, My dear mate....you're begging for another round?' His fingers trickled up my side and I found myself squeeking as he giggled me. Then he stopped and looked up at the ceiling. 'That's new.....Its like im tickling myself...' He said abruptly and laughed as he continued to tickle my side. We both broke out into a laugh and I playfully shoved him away before getting to my feet.

The chains around my neck were heavy but Damien and I were both thankful that it was no made of Onyx. I could tell by his thoughts... After our bond was opened up there was a lot of things that were clear to me.. He'd tried his best to turn Beatrice off my trail but the Shadow demoness didn't believe his bluff. I glanced down at my naked body and smirked a bit as I closed my eyes and Imagined myself in a long deep green gown, The corset hugging to my curves and my bust showing graciously. I felt the fabric gently caress my flesh and opened my eyes to find it materialized before me. I was still able to use my magic that was good.

'Intriguing... She's allowed us to use our magic... Perhaps she didn't intend for us to stay captive in the first place...' He said as he glanced towards the chains a moment and tugged on them hard and I heard the stones shatter at his strength as he ripped the chain from the wall and turned to look at me with a grin on his face. 'redecorating...' He mused and I simply rolled my eyes... his humor was pretty dry... I liked that about him. 'Oh! She likes me! She really likes me' He joked as he read my mind and I threw a rock at him.

'Stay out of my head, Damien Carthridge' I smirked as he broke the chains off his neck and moved over to me to do the same. His hands gently rubbing against the marks the collar made on my flesh. I sensed his anger with the fact that my flesh was marred. I reached up and pressed my hand against his cheek and smiled gently. 'Lets get out of here...' I said softly and he wrapped his arms around me, I felt his clothing materialize back onto his naked form and I smirked a bit.. I was alright with him being naked.

'Think of your house....Project it into my mind... I'll get us there in a flash... literally' He instructed and I did so... Imagining my bedroom and every little detail including the old tapestry on the wall with an old family crest that was half burned from a fire that I'd been wrapped in as a child when my parents found me. Damien's arms tightened around me at the sight of the crest but he didn't say anything and for the first time he blocked his thoughts from me as the world spun around us and when I opened my eyes I found that we'd finally been teleported into my bedroom and away from the woman who'd forced this upon us.

I became curious as to who she truly was and why she'd targeted us in the first place.. Why was she after Damien's suffering? I felt a suffocating sensation of sadness and I turned to Damien as he pulled away from me and frowned abit.

"Let me show you.... My passed... everything you need to know about me... and about the woman who wants you dead..." He spoke out loud as he took hold of my hand and we moved to the bed and as we got comfortable I closed my eyes and allowed him to have complete control over my mind.

'My mother was killed by an angel hundreds of years ago during The Great Demonic Revolution... She was still pregnant with me you see when she was killed but it was Lilith who was able to save me, She kept me a secret from my demon father who lost control over himself after my mother's death... He was grief stricken you see... Incubi are not monogamous but my father loved my human mother very much despite the war. Lilith raised me however and I grew up under strict rules and was basically her errand boy around The Black Rose... her brothel for human and Demons alike...Lilith was more like a mentor than a mother to me.. she was strict and favored my two other peers.. Ren and Beatrice more so than me.. You'll like Ren she's an absolute sweetheart... and you've met Beatrice' His voice sounded sad as he spoke but my mind was filled with images of a younger version of him running around an old wooden building with two beautiful young girls one with red hair and one with stark white locks that were braided back. I frowned abit mentally at the sight of Beatrice and heard Damien laugh.

'Contrary to what you may think.. the red head is Beatrice... the pale one is Ren... She's a Snow Siren... Beatrice is a Skin walker.... She takes on the faces of those she kills... this is Beatrice's true face....before she came to her power' I was shocked by his words as I watched a stunningly beautiful blond enter the room. Her very presence made me shutter as I looked at the stern look on her face... I knew who it was before Damien even introduced her... She was more famous in the demon world than lucifer himself.... Lilith....the all mother....Even if she was not a mother she raised many demons who were orphaned because she was not able to sire children. He was raised by Lilith herself?

'Yes, My dear.... She's taught me many things in my life.... Everything that I could remember anyways... Some of my passed is a haze but she's always been there for me. When Beatrice's true nature began to take hold her power was too strong for me to fight against... She bewitched me with words... made me think she was in love with me...used me to play her games.. made me kill...' His voice sounded pained as the images flashed of him killing countless poor innocent girls and woman who trusted him. An image of Lilith's anger at Beatrice turning against her.... Damien....you poor tortured soul.

'I don't need pity, Darling... I was in love with her at one point... and then her spell broke.....and I went my own way... but she wasn't happy with my choice.' He sighed and I watched as shadow demons held him down as several other shadow demons summoned by Beatrice tortured and raped his last human concort. He'd watched countless woman he swore to protect be beaten, raped and tortured before his eyes by this horrible creature... no monster.....

'That is why we must return to Lilith... we need to go south to The black rose...for safety... Lilith has the Black Rose under protection from Beatrice... she cannot step foot on the property' He said and the images faded as fast as they had come.

I opened my eyes to look up into his watery golden eyes and I shook my head. I could feel his emotions and It caused tears to burn my own eyes as I leaned down and pressed my lips against his, I felt him moan against me lips as he pulled me closer to his arms and his hands moved through my brown locks.

'I can't hide you from her... I can't promise to protect you fully from her... she always finds a way... she's too powerful... But If you are to die... I will gladly Die with you....Ive found someone I am not willingly to live without....you...' His mind spoke true as his lips moved gracefully against mine and he rolled me onto my back and moved between my legs with even more grace. My body begged for his touch... My soul screamed for his heart... I needed him... and I could sense he needed me too.

It was true... I was falling for this Incubus....and perhaps he was falling for me too