Chapter 25 Her Mind

• My skin heated, and Saint released me, allowing me to lay back. Eryx took the joint from my fingers, and I watched the cherry create a trail of light before he took a drag. "Sian, let the others know they can look for that thing we need to find. Eryx, keep my mate here while I deal with the other issue. Do not fucking touch her, asshole."
• I watched as the men stood, leaving me at the mercy of Eryx, who I knew had none to offer. He smirked, sensing my fear as the scent escaped the tight hold I'd had on it. When the door closed behind Saint, Eryx sat up, slowly undoing the cuffs to his white shirt, and silently rolled his sleeves up. He produced another joint, lighting it before lying down beside me, studying my face.
• "I almost wish you were mine, Brae. I so want to play with that darkness you are hiding from us. We can see it, you know? The need to feel the pain that dances in your pretty eyes," he growled huskily, leaning over to press his mouth against mine, forcing smoke into my lungs. I shuddered at the heat his lips created, which hadn't gone unnoticed.