Page 24 of Hot Girls Date Demons

I smile softly.

“Maybe. Not yet.”

Panic flashes across her face.

I immediately curse myself.

She is human.

Humans do not understand mating.

Humans need explanations.

Patience.

Courtship.

Not overexcited Demons kidnapping them directly into bedrooms.

Well done, Desmond.

Brilliant.

“I know you do not understand,” I say gently. “Not yet.”

I step closer.

Perhaps too close.

But I cannot seem to help myself.

“But tell me, Myrrin… can you not feel it?”

I place my hand lightly over her heart.

The instant contact nearly undoes me.

Her body is so soft.

So warm.

Her pulse races wildly beneath my palm.

Desire and longing surge through me.

I want her.

Fates help me, I want her desperately.

“I—I feel…” she begins.

But she hesitates.

And I know.

She's trying to deny it.

I frown.