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her slowly, then press hard kisses that made her entire body spasm. And when her legs locked around his head, he’d suck her clit.

She’d beg him for release, and he’d slide his cock into her slick passage and thrust into her until she exploded. And then, and only then, would he allow himself to release. To come into her eager body.

Shit. He sat up straighter, adjusting his erection. Going a year without sex does strange things to a man.

“What are you saying?” Mark asked, his cheeks turning red.

He was imagining fucking her too!

“You know damn well what I’m saying. She needs to be touched. She needs us to make love to her. That’s the only way to bring her human side back to life.”

Mark rubbed his face, looking flustered. “I’m sure sex with us is the last thing on her mind.”

But we can change that. “That’s only because we haven’t reminded her of how good it was.”

Mark rolled his eyes. “She just went through hell. We are not talking to her about that now.”

Maybe not tonight. But tomorrow is soon enough.

Daniel rose and went to the wet-bar, making himself a scotch. “Our Surcy was a sarcastic, arrogant, funny-as-hell woman who wasn’t afraid of anything. But until we awaken the human in her, she’ll be the distant, thoughtful angel who can’t connect with anything or anybody. You guys can pretend all you want that pulling her into our quest will be enough, but it won’t be. So you'd better accept that now.”

“We need to be patient.”

Daniel walked across the room and clinked his drink against his brother’s. “To patience.”

Not that I have any intention of waiting longer than I have to.

“Get some sleep. Tomorrow we pursue the first Immortal.”

Mark shrugged. “I’m not tired.”

“Neither am I.”

So they sat together in silence, their arrogant, cocky demon shell peeled back for just a little while. Tomorrow, they’d have to go back to fighting the deadly creatures who tortured the Immortals.

And try to survive.

All while trying to win the love of an angel.

If I was the praying kind, I would.

But Daniel knew better. The only one who could fix their situation was them.

I think we might be fucked.

14

Surcy dressed in jeans and a pale blue sweater. The clothes seemed familiar enough that she knew the brothers weren't lying. She had lived here with them. But what had she been to them? Even more important, what had they been to her?

Their lover, if I believe them. But what was our relationship like?

I guess time to find out.

She pushed her sleeves up and put on her sneakers, ready to get moving. She’d rested well, showered, and felt a little less lost and frightened. Time for breakfast with the three handsome demons.

Taking a deep breath, she walked out into the living room.

The three of them were seated around the table, talking softly, but they stopped when she came in. Feeling self-conscious, she crossed the room and sat at the remaining empty seat. Mark poured her a cup of coffee and Tristan piled a plate high with French toast, bacon, and eggs.

After her first bite of the French toast, she looked up to find them watching her closely.

“How is it?” Tristan asked.

She shrugged. “It's good.”

His shoulders fell.

“What?” she asked, a wave of emotion sweeping through her.

The big man’s mismatched eyes stared at her for a moment before speaking. It was disconcerting how it seemed he could see straight through her. “French toast used to be your favorite food… when you felt more human. You said the sweetness overwhelmed your senses.”

Frowning, she took another bite. It tasted like slightly sweet bread, and that was all. “It’s fine.”

The big man’s long, dark hair fell forward as he sipped his coffee. He didn't look at her again.

Her chest ached strangely.

“Am I really so different than when you knew me?”

Daniel snorted. “Not in the beginning. You were cold as ice and annoying as hell.”

“But then,” Mark added. “You changed, and you started loving everything life had to offer.”

She took a deep drink from her coffee, relishing the heat. “What caused the change?”

Mark cleared his throat, looking at his brothers. “Well,” he said carefully, “you started to help people in need.”

“And you realized that physical touch reminded you what it was like to be human.” Daniel's tone was harsh, defiant.

Her cheeks burned. “Is that how things began between us?”

“Yes,” Daniel said, locking gazes with her. “You begging me to touch you. To remind you what it was to be human.”

“I don’t believe you,” she said, raising her chin. Daring him to argue.

He didn't disappoint her. “Don’t kid yourself. All an angel wants is to feel alive again. To pick up a piece of French toast and feel the butter melt in your mouth. To have the sugar dance along your tongue. To experience the food, not just eat to eat.”

Her pulse picked up as he spoke, and her gaze slid over from his black sport coat, black shirt, and black pants. He looked like some rich businessman preparing for work. His clothes were almost ridiculously perfect.

“Food’s never been that important to me,” she argued, having a feeling she hadn't cared that much about food when she was human.

Daniel smirked. “But you always loved sex.”

“Daniel…” Mark began in warning.

“No,” she said. “It’s fine.”

“Ignore him.” Mark reached across the table and patted her hand gently, as if she was a fragile child.

Which irritated her.

“Not to worry. Daniel strikes me as the kind of man who uses corny lines to get women into bed all the time, so I won’t take it seriously.”

Tristan laughed, but Daniel looked pleased at her rebuttal. “Maybe there’s some of the old Surcy in you after all.”

She stiffened. Am I changing?

“Speaking of which,” Mark said, clearing his throat. “We wanted to discuss something with you. Before you… left, you assisted us on our missions. Would you like to continue doing so?”

Missions?

“And what exactly would that entail?”

“Helping people who need us.”

She raised a brow. “People or demons?”

“Are you saying

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