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of his arms. As she stormed up stairs, Jase made to follow.
Saul grabbed his arm. “Okay, my friend, no one’s touching your girl, so shove your demon back in its box and listen.”
Chapter Seven
Five minutes of pacing, sweating, and swearing, and Jase regained some self-control. He stared down at his ruined jeans. “I hate when I turn like that. All I can do is cling on to the small threads of humanity I have left, but it’s getting harder. I hate that too. Damn it. I hate my demon. Period.”
Saul looked at the torn denim ventilating Jase’s thighs. “I don’t know. If you just turned green instead of red, I could hire you out as a lookalike for the Incredible Hulk. After he’d transformed of course.”
“Screw you.” Jase grinned without rancor.
“I think we’d both prefer it if you screwed the girl, but before you do, we should talk. Look, I’ll take Merc off somewhere and leave you alone with Lindy before the kid does any more harm. The thing is, I’d prefer you not to fuck her until the summer solstice and the feast of Neptunalia.”
“And I’d prefer to fuck her tonight. At least then I can get her out of my system. She’s like a virus coursing through my blood, and the quicker I do the deed, the quicker I can recover. The last thing I need is to hang out one-on-one with a Siren, even one as drop-dead gorgeous as her. You know how I suffered because of their flapping tongues and preening egos. Besides, what if Neptune gets to her first?”
“Don’t let him,” Saul shot back. “Look, he’s named Lindy as the solstice sacrifice rather than take any random Siren her sisters offered up. Big mistake. My revenge is a long time coming, but that slimy bastard is going down. And his brothers and sister are going down with him. Anyway, back to your Lindy. Her only way out is if she fucks someone else firs—”
“Yeah, me. And that’ll be tonight,” Jase snapped.
“That’s your cock controlling your brain. Come the solstice, whoever screws her first gets a hit of restorative power. Just make sure it’s you. Listen, when Neptune named her, it was like all the faces of a Rubik’s cube clicking into place. Her heritage and Neptune’s stupidity combined with Circe’s spell. Lindy will be ripe and ready come the solstice. Of course, you’ll have to duplicate Neptune’s methods, ropes, stone altar, blood, and all.”
Jase considered a moment. “So why brush her off onto me? I admit that I want her, whatever her origins, but you could do with a bit of added oomph too.”
Saul’s forehead creased, and his lips pursed. “Like I said, she’s not mine. Neptune and his siblings murdered their own mother—the woman I loved to distraction. Damn it, they should have just killed me and gotten it over with. I miss Lua every minute of every hour of every day. My children are monsters, and they were desperate to steal the power woven into my rings. I’d have given them the bloody things to save Lua. Instead, they left me dead inside and stole ninety percent of my power.”
Jase wanted to say something comforting, but all he managed was a paltry, “Want to go at it in the gym?”
“No. I want my rings back, and I’m going to start by reclaiming the one on Neptune’s index finger. Remember how humans say revenge is a dish best served cold? Well, I’ve had millennia to plan mine. If you and Lindy do this right, I can at least take down one of the bastards I spawned.”
Jase pictured Neptune’s barnacle-encrusted fingers stroking Lindy’s flesh. Anger burned through him, rousing his demon. His horns itched, and heat seared his pupils. He knew if he looked in the mirror, he’d see red flames dancing in his eyes. As usual, he battled the change, but his demon roared inside him, demanding the sea god’s head on a plate. “He dies if we do this?”
Time slowed as he waited for an answer. The air thickened with menace. Jase prowled, more demon than man. Saul wanted vengeance, but Jase wanted
Saul grabbed his arm. “Okay, my friend, no one’s touching your girl, so shove your demon back in its box and listen.”
Chapter Seven
Five minutes of pacing, sweating, and swearing, and Jase regained some self-control. He stared down at his ruined jeans. “I hate when I turn like that. All I can do is cling on to the small threads of humanity I have left, but it’s getting harder. I hate that too. Damn it. I hate my demon. Period.”
Saul looked at the torn denim ventilating Jase’s thighs. “I don’t know. If you just turned green instead of red, I could hire you out as a lookalike for the Incredible Hulk. After he’d transformed of course.”
“Screw you.” Jase grinned without rancor.
“I think we’d both prefer it if you screwed the girl, but before you do, we should talk. Look, I’ll take Merc off somewhere and leave you alone with Lindy before the kid does any more harm. The thing is, I’d prefer you not to fuck her until the summer solstice and the feast of Neptunalia.”
“And I’d prefer to fuck her tonight. At least then I can get her out of my system. She’s like a virus coursing through my blood, and the quicker I do the deed, the quicker I can recover. The last thing I need is to hang out one-on-one with a Siren, even one as drop-dead gorgeous as her. You know how I suffered because of their flapping tongues and preening egos. Besides, what if Neptune gets to her first?”
“Don’t let him,” Saul shot back. “Look, he’s named Lindy as the solstice sacrifice rather than take any random Siren her sisters offered up. Big mistake. My revenge is a long time coming, but that slimy bastard is going down. And his brothers and sister are going down with him. Anyway, back to your Lindy. Her only way out is if she fucks someone else firs—”
“Yeah, me. And that’ll be tonight,” Jase snapped.
“That’s your cock controlling your brain. Come the solstice, whoever screws her first gets a hit of restorative power. Just make sure it’s you. Listen, when Neptune named her, it was like all the faces of a Rubik’s cube clicking into place. Her heritage and Neptune’s stupidity combined with Circe’s spell. Lindy will be ripe and ready come the solstice. Of course, you’ll have to duplicate Neptune’s methods, ropes, stone altar, blood, and all.”
Jase considered a moment. “So why brush her off onto me? I admit that I want her, whatever her origins, but you could do with a bit of added oomph too.”
Saul’s forehead creased, and his lips pursed. “Like I said, she’s not mine. Neptune and his siblings murdered their own mother—the woman I loved to distraction. Damn it, they should have just killed me and gotten it over with. I miss Lua every minute of every hour of every day. My children are monsters, and they were desperate to steal the power woven into my rings. I’d have given them the bloody things to save Lua. Instead, they left me dead inside and stole ninety percent of my power.”
Jase wanted to say something comforting, but all he managed was a paltry, “Want to go at it in the gym?”
“No. I want my rings back, and I’m going to start by reclaiming the one on Neptune’s index finger. Remember how humans say revenge is a dish best served cold? Well, I’ve had millennia to plan mine. If you and Lindy do this right, I can at least take down one of the bastards I spawned.”
Jase pictured Neptune’s barnacle-encrusted fingers stroking Lindy’s flesh. Anger burned through him, rousing his demon. His horns itched, and heat seared his pupils. He knew if he looked in the mirror, he’d see red flames dancing in his eyes. As usual, he battled the change, but his demon roared inside him, demanding the sea god’s head on a plate. “He dies if we do this?”
Time slowed as he waited for an answer. The air thickened with menace. Jase prowled, more demon than man. Saul wanted vengeance, but Jase wanted
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