whisper.
He rose and pulled her to her feet. “I promise that I’ll provide everything you’ve missed,” he told her gruffly as he pulled her exhausted body against his and cradled her gently.
She sighed and rested her head on his shoulder. “I think I missed this.”
Kristoff moved inside her thoughts, shuddering as he realized that what she’d really missed was simple.
For the first time in a long time, Sophie felt like she wasn’t alone.
Sadly, knowing that he had to give her up, Kristoff realized that Sophie was what he’d been fucking wanting for so damn long, too. For a moment, he savored the feeling of having her in his arms, knowing that it could never last forever, and absolutely certain that he’d missed this, too.
He wasn’t used to tender emotions, but as he held Sophie close, he realized that she wasn’t just his radiant anymore. The brave, courageous woman he was comforting was starting to wreak havoc not only with his mind, soul and body, but with his well-shielded heart.
Ignoring the desperate attempt of his demon nature to take over, Kristoff let himself savor the closeness he shared with Sophie, knowing that she’d caused another portion of his wall to drop.
But he didn’t give a damn.
She felt so incredibly good in his arms that he couldn’t bring himself to even care.
K ristoff waited until his exhausted mate slept before he transported himself to the demon realm.
Once there, he allowed all of the rage inside him to explode, and it felt so damn good that he immediately sought out and found Goran. There was a violence inside him that wouldn’t be denied, all of it caused by the leader of the Evils, the demon who had dared touch and torture his mate.
The minute he appeared in front of Sophie’s tormenter, he wasted very little time with words. “You violated my mate. You die now, asshole,” Kristoff rasped as he stood in front of the ugly, large, bloody-eyed monster.
“Ah, my wayward prisoner,” Goran said in a chilling demon voice. “You’re violating our territory.”
Kristoff lifted his foot and nailed the demon in the stomach, sending him flying across his putrid bedchamber. Even here where Goran slept, the gore and refuse was everywhere, even on Goran’s bed.
“My mate takes precedence before anything else,” Kristoff answered with satisfaction as the demon let out a howl of pain as he slammed against the wall.
Jesus! How Kristoff wished to draw this out longer, but he also wanted Goran dead before he succumbed to the weaknesses of being in the demon realm.
“But you haven’t mated her yet. She’s still ripe for the picking,” Goran answered as he tried to get back on his feet.
The demon leader’s comment sent Kristoff over the edge of sanity. Just the thought of the bastard touching Sophie ever again made his desire to see him dead even more pronounced. He was on Goran before the Evil could even rise, blasting him with bolts of electricity as the demon screeched with pain. “You’ll never touch her again because you’ll be dead, asshole.”
Kristoff could smell the scent of burning demon flesh, and it was the most malodorous scent he’d ever inhaled. But then, he’d never fried an Evil before. Kristoff wanted Sophie’s tormentor to feel what it was like to be sizzled with electricity, the same pain that the demon had doled out to Sophie every time he drained her.
There isn’t enough time for me to give him everything Sophie went through.
His outrage still burning, he began to manifest the sword that would take Goran’s head just as the demon lunged for him.
Goran’s attack was weak, and Kristoff only traded a few hits with him before he had him under him, pummeling the demons ugly face over and over, unleashing his fury on the piece of shit who had tortured his radiant .
Finally, he got around to manifesting his sword, watching the fear on Goran’s wrinkled face as it appeared in his hand and over the demon lord’s head.
“How does it
He rose and pulled her to her feet. “I promise that I’ll provide everything you’ve missed,” he told her gruffly as he pulled her exhausted body against his and cradled her gently.
She sighed and rested her head on his shoulder. “I think I missed this.”
Kristoff moved inside her thoughts, shuddering as he realized that what she’d really missed was simple.
For the first time in a long time, Sophie felt like she wasn’t alone.
Sadly, knowing that he had to give her up, Kristoff realized that Sophie was what he’d been fucking wanting for so damn long, too. For a moment, he savored the feeling of having her in his arms, knowing that it could never last forever, and absolutely certain that he’d missed this, too.
He wasn’t used to tender emotions, but as he held Sophie close, he realized that she wasn’t just his radiant anymore. The brave, courageous woman he was comforting was starting to wreak havoc not only with his mind, soul and body, but with his well-shielded heart.
Ignoring the desperate attempt of his demon nature to take over, Kristoff let himself savor the closeness he shared with Sophie, knowing that she’d caused another portion of his wall to drop.
But he didn’t give a damn.
She felt so incredibly good in his arms that he couldn’t bring himself to even care.
K ristoff waited until his exhausted mate slept before he transported himself to the demon realm.
Once there, he allowed all of the rage inside him to explode, and it felt so damn good that he immediately sought out and found Goran. There was a violence inside him that wouldn’t be denied, all of it caused by the leader of the Evils, the demon who had dared touch and torture his mate.
The minute he appeared in front of Sophie’s tormenter, he wasted very little time with words. “You violated my mate. You die now, asshole,” Kristoff rasped as he stood in front of the ugly, large, bloody-eyed monster.
“Ah, my wayward prisoner,” Goran said in a chilling demon voice. “You’re violating our territory.”
Kristoff lifted his foot and nailed the demon in the stomach, sending him flying across his putrid bedchamber. Even here where Goran slept, the gore and refuse was everywhere, even on Goran’s bed.
“My mate takes precedence before anything else,” Kristoff answered with satisfaction as the demon let out a howl of pain as he slammed against the wall.
Jesus! How Kristoff wished to draw this out longer, but he also wanted Goran dead before he succumbed to the weaknesses of being in the demon realm.
“But you haven’t mated her yet. She’s still ripe for the picking,” Goran answered as he tried to get back on his feet.
The demon leader’s comment sent Kristoff over the edge of sanity. Just the thought of the bastard touching Sophie ever again made his desire to see him dead even more pronounced. He was on Goran before the Evil could even rise, blasting him with bolts of electricity as the demon screeched with pain. “You’ll never touch her again because you’ll be dead, asshole.”
Kristoff could smell the scent of burning demon flesh, and it was the most malodorous scent he’d ever inhaled. But then, he’d never fried an Evil before. Kristoff wanted Sophie’s tormentor to feel what it was like to be sizzled with electricity, the same pain that the demon had doled out to Sophie every time he drained her.
There isn’t enough time for me to give him everything Sophie went through.
His outrage still burning, he began to manifest the sword that would take Goran’s head just as the demon lunged for him.
Goran’s attack was weak, and Kristoff only traded a few hits with him before he had him under him, pummeling the demons ugly face over and over, unleashing his fury on the piece of shit who had tortured his radiant .
Finally, he got around to manifesting his sword, watching the fear on Goran’s wrinkled face as it appeared in his hand and over the demon lord’s head.
“How does it
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