“We’re demigods,” Héctor said. “Rules and reasons don’t apply to us. We each follow our own code. And no alliance lasts forever.”
He’d broken his alliance with the Demigod of Sea for me.
I clung to him. Now that he’d said he wouldn’t dump me, panic seeped away from me.
“Worry no more, lamb.” He kissed the crown of my head.
“I need to comb my hair, Héctor,” I said. “I want to look good for you. Or you can thread your fingers into my hair and brush it, if you want.”
“You’re forever beautiful to me,” he said.
But he followed my instruction and got his fingers into my hair. I moaned at the tingling, electrifying sensation.
The Demigod of Death gazed down at me with lust.
My heart fluttered and my blood heated. I wanted him more than I wanted anyone.
I wanted to pick up where we had left off in that dream. I wanted his cock inside me.
“It’s nicer to be called beautiful than a crazy bitch or cunt, you know,” I said.
“Who dared call my gentle lamb those bad names?” he snarled.
Well, I was gentle toward him, but I wasn’t exactly meek and sweet to a lot of people, particularly not to assholes and jerks. And I forever had issues with anyone in authority. That was just how I rolled.
Héctor, on the other hand, had shown me respect and consideration right from the beginning. He’d never pulled his demigod rank and shit.
Next thing I knew, I was inside a large cottage in the woods.
“Where are we?” I asked.
With my newly heightened senses, I felt the pulses of a few living beings around the cabin, but I didn’t feel that they were threats.
“We’re in my house just off campus,” he said. “I’m the only one who lives here. The other demigods reside in the poolside apartment we just came from.”
Héctor liked his solitude.
“I sense people around your house,” I said.
“They’re my people,” he said. “You’re growing into your power, lamb, so your senses are probably as sharp as a demigod’s.”
He brought me to his master bedroom, laid me on bed, and pulled the blanket over me.
“Rest, lamb.”
He didn’t need to compel me. I could no longer fight to open my eyelids.
I knew I’d always be safe with Héctor, so I closed my eyes and slept.
Héctor kissed my lips.
Even after he left the room, his sweet, masculine scent stayed with me, curling around me.