The Fallen Angels Captives

Chapter 31: Flirtation

Hunter was silent long enough that I knew whatever came out of his mouth I wasn’t going to like. I was right.

“I have no idea why you would ever feel that way about me, you shouldn’t. I enjoy your company and I like you, but I don’t know if I can ever love you…I don’t know how to love.”

I looked down at the floor so I wouldn’t have to look at his beautiful face and quietly said, “you weren’t always a fallen Angel, you knew how to love once, what makes you think you can’t anymore? If you couldn’t love, you wouldn’t care so much about Jake.”

“Perhaps. I just don’t want to lie to you or lead you to believe that I love you if I don’t.”

“Yep, got it,” I snapped, I didn’t want him to know how deeply those words hurt.

“You don’t have to be with me if it’s not enough,” he said.

I looked at him then, but his face was unreadable.

“It sounds like you want to get rid of me, so if you don’t want to be with me then, you don’t have to,” I threw back at him.

“I do want to be with you.”

I hated his short answers in that neutral tone.

“Fine,” I snapped. I sat back against the seat with my arms folded. Hunter was smiling at me when I looked up at him.

“What?” I snapped.

My grumpiness only made him smile even more. He stood up and held a hand out to me, “come on.”

I looked at his hand then back at him, “what?” I said again.

“Let’s dance.”

My eyes grew wide, and my annoyance turned to panic, “that’s ok, you go dance.”

“Not without you,” he still had his hand out for me.

“I can’t dance Hunter, you go have fun.”

“I’ll teach you.”

I shook my head no.

“Would you really rather me dance with Melissa and Sara?”

I narrowed my eyes at him and finally took his hand, allowing him to pull me up onto my feet. My panic only grew as we reached the dance floor and made our way through the bodies of people dancing.

I grew shy and self-conscious and felt stupid just standing there. Hunter placed my hands on his shoulders and placed his own gently on my hips. “Now what?” I asked.

“Whatever you want,” he answered.

He moved us slowly as we danced and said, “we can keep dancing like this, or we can dance like them.”

I followed his gaze to the sea of people grinding sexily against one another, including Melissa, Jake and the other demons.

I blushed at the thought of having Hunter grind against me so sexily, and I wanted it but had no idea how to be sexy.

“I don’t know how to dance like that,” I admitted.

He moved around until he was pressed up against my back, his hands on my hips and leaning down to my ear whispered, “it’s really not that hard.”

He moved his lower half against my ass sexily, and it turned me on so much I could barely breathe.

“Move with me,” he murmured.

“It feels stupid, I’m not sexy enough.”

He laughed and answered, “you don’t need to be sexy, you just need to move, and didn’t you listen to anything I told you about yourself and not this meat suit?”

“Oh yeah, now I really want to dance sexily with this awful meat suit,” I joked.

“Come on,” he said, ignoring me and began using his hands and his lower half to make me move against him.

“I’m not my brother, but I will try and act like him if it will help make you move with me,” he warned me.

“Pfft, not with all these people, you won’t.”

He grabbed my hips more firmly and rubbed himself against my ass. “Destiny, move with me, imagine you’re trying to feel my erection with your ass.”

I tilted my head to look up at him, “what! You don’t have an erection.”

He grinned, “don’t I?”

When he moved me against him again, I tried to be brave and helped rub my ass against his groin and gasped, “s**t, you do!”

He laughed that boyish laugh I loved, “told you.”

“Why?” I asked.

He slid his hands up my body and squeezed my breasts, “Mm, like I’ve said before, you just have that effect on me.”

“Hunter!” I quickly moved his hands back down my body, which he took as an invitation to slide down and touch my groin through the black dress I was wearing.

I grabbed his hand and decided it was safer to keep hold of both his hands and keep them firmly on my hips. With his chest pressed up against my back, he leaned down and trailed soft kisses along my neck down to my collarbone.

Never had Hunter ever made the first move of his own accord, I was usually the one throwing myself at him so it felt so good him touching me without having to ask him to, it was the first time I had felt wanted by him, usually I felt unsure, like he only did things out of pity or something, but I didn’t feel that right now.

I leaned my head back against his chest, giving him easier access to my neck. He kissed his way back up my neck, using his tongue to lick here and there.

He trailed his tongue delicately along my outer ear, drawing a giggle from my lips, he groaned, “I f*****g love that giggle.”

He squeezed my breasts again, I didn’t remember when I’d let him slide free of my hands and I moaned for a moment before remembering where we were, then I spun around and backed up.

“We can’t do anything here,” I said.

“Why not?” He tried to pull me back against his body, and it took all of my willpower to not let him.

“Because in our world we get in trouble for doing s*x acts in public.”

He frowned at me, “isn’t grinding our groins against one another a s*x act?”

I laughed at that. “Yes, but we are still wearing clothes.”

“So keep your dress on while I finger you.”

He said it so matter-of-factly and it still made me blush hard, I wasn’t used to him talking so sexually.

“It’s not that simple, we have rules here, no s*x in public that includes foreplay, kissing is fine, cuddling and hand holding but no one really wants to see anything else.”

My tried my best to explain, but how did you explain to a demon about manners?

Hunter still looked at me as if it was a stupid rule but, he stepped back and stopped trying to touch me, I wondered if I should have just kept quiet because I didn’t want him to stop being affectionate.

I breathed a secret sigh of relief when he leaned down and kissed me on the lips, he kissed me slow and passionately all at the same time, using his tongue to play with mine expertly for a demon who said he wasn’t designed for s*x.

When he pulled back, I was breathless when he asked, “but this is allowed?” I could only nod in answer, and even some other females had been transfixed by the kiss he had just given me. I blushed hard at the onlookers, even though their eyes were all for Hunter.

Another slow song came on and I cuddled against Hunter’s chest, but it wasn’t for long.

The song was called hurt by Christina Aguilera, a song about her father. Hunter grew agitated and I noticed the other demons did too, I realized the lyrics must have felt very much how they felt about God, they stopped dancing and looked almost sad, but it was only Hunter who, out of nowhere, grew angry and stormed off.