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My feet dragged up the stairs to my apartment after closing up the clubhouse. How I could be so tired from just watching a little pain in the ass pixie was beyond me?

My single focus was a hot ass shower and bed. My feet stopped when I opened my bedroom door and saw Angel fast asleep on my bed.

She was curled up in a ball, her face serene like her namesake. Yet, I knew there was a snake in angel’s clothing. If I was stupid, her little ploy might’ve worked. With Angel, I could never let my guard down.

“Angel.” I shook her shoulders. Frustration sat hard on the back of my neck.

She jumped up, looking confused as if she didn’t remember where she was. Unexpectedly, she scowled at me.

Scowled at me, as if I’m the one that broke into her room, like a crazy Goldilocks.

“What took you so long?”

“Me? You’re questioning me. What the hell are you doing in my bed, Angel?”

She blinked rapidly. I could see her pulse beat with quick ticks on her neck. A neck I wanted to wrap my hands around.

“I wanted my goodbye present.”

“You’re wearing my goodbye present.” I pointed at the motorcycle necklace she wore. I grabbed the back of my neck, squeezing it, hoping to get rid of the tension she caused.

“I want a different present.” She licked her plump pink lips as her green eyes glued onto mine, which were in a hard frown.

“What?” I cleared my throat from its gruffness. I tried again, “If you don’t like your necklace, I can get you something else.”

Her eyes went wide as her hand flew to her neck covering the necklace. “No, I love the necklace you got me.”

I rubbed my hand over my face. “Come on. I’ll walk you to your car. Your parents will be wondering where you are.”

“I want you to kiss me.” She scrambled off the bed, stepping in front of me.

“This is a bad idea, Angel. You need to go home. You have no idea the trouble you’re toying with. I told you kid, I don’t kiss little girls. I’m a grown man who needs a grown woman.” Normally, calling her a kid, or little girl did the trick. Not this time.

“Yeah, it looked like you enjoyed that “real woman” so much tonight. I’ll go home and never bother you again if you kiss me.” Her hands went to her waist with her feet spread apart to make her look intimidating, or at least I think that’s what she was going for.

“Come on.” I grabbed her arm ready to drag her out of my place. Like a damn rattlesnake she jumped on me, coiling around my waist.

My hands automatically went to her ass keeping her anchored against me. Her lips suctioned to mine in a frenzy of teeth and desperation. I held on for a second until her teeth nipped my bottom lip. She tempted me. She taunted me with her tongue and teeth. It was on.

I pushed her against the wall taking over, taking control, changing the frenzy of desperation into a frenzy of passion. With her pressed against the wall my hands were free. I moved one hand curling it around her neck to angle it so I could fuck her mouth with my tongue. My other hand molded over her breast, filling my palm with heaven. Angel moaned into my mouth. I thrust my hips, grinding into the heat between her legs. She arched, pressing against the wall to grind harder against me.

“Demon, please.” Her breathless plea broke into my haze.

What the fuck was I doing?

I unwrapped her legs from my body, stepping away so she couldn’t launch herself at me again. I moved to swipe my hand over my face but stopped when I noticed it was shaking. “There you got your going away present. Go home, kid.”

“Are you kidding me? That’s all?” Her voice was as shaky as my hand, but she couldn’t hide her reaction.

“Do you need me to drive you home?” I leaned against the doorway, attempting to look nonchalant as I glanced at my knuckles. The wall was mostly because my knees were about to give out from the shock of kissing her. Satan was going to kill me if he found out.

“You can’t act like that. Demon, look at me.” She stood in front of me, her booted feet stomping on the floor.

My blue eyes show no emotion as I seared into her. “Angel, you’re young. I’m older than you by almost fifteen years. Also, I’m not into little girls with no life experience. Go to college and find someone your age. For the last time, do you need a ride?”

“Fuck you Demon. Lie to yourself. You’re a fucking coward.” She snatched her purse off the floor storming out of my room slamming the door as she made her grand exit.

I waited until I heard her car leave the lot before going back down to set the alarm. I walked back up feeling like I was kicked in the blue balls by a bull.