Venus
What was Micah doing to me?
Why I didn’t push him away?
I should. I must.
Micah was a killer. He killed Grant. He broke my heart. He was using me.
But nothing.
I didn’t do anything.
I allowed myself to be consumed by him – the demon.
As much I didn’t want to admit it, I loved this. I loved his kiss. Our lips were merely pressing together. There was no rushing. He didn’t push his tongue inside me. No passionate kiss but I felt ignited. My hand slowly reached up to his arm, slowly to his shoulder.
I was hoping this was just a dream.
Because when I woke up, I would face the cruel and evil incubus Micah who wanted to mate with me to destroy the world.
As Micah’s lips slowly departed from me, I felt empty instantly. “Venus…” he whispered my name like a prayer as I slowly open
