We could have spent a great deal of time in that elevator.” He hurried them down the hall until they reached a closed door at the end. There was a fine tremor in his hand as Marax raised the card to open their room. “Wait here until I make sure it’s clear.”
She didn’t argue. Infinity might be a safe zone, but that didn’t mean everyone played by the rules. Demons and vampires and wizards had too much history of animosity to ignore basic precautions in a building filled with all three groups.
He returned in a moment, wordlessly opening the door wider for her. Chloe didn’t hesitate. She’d wanted Marax since the first time she’d seen him tonight and the need had only grown. The latch closed with a soft snick and then they were alone. At last. She expected him to pounce on her, but he didn’t. Instead, he studied her face, his expression intent.
“What?” she asked.
Shaking his head, he said, “I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you. I’m trying to come up with why.”
Chloe could have told him it was the same for her, but she didn’t. If they discussed this, she might start thinking again and she didn’t want to do that, not when it might make her common sense regain control. She wanted tonight with him. Tomorrow was soon enough for second thoughts and doubts, for wondering why she’d done something so stupid. Now was for feeling. “Does it matter why?” She put her arms around Marax’s waist and leaned in as she spoke.
“It shouldn’t.” He reached out, took her hips and pulled her tighter against him. “It shouldn’t,” he repeated, almost as if talking to himself.
And still he hesitated. It wasn’t as if he didn’t want her. His body was nearly shaking from the restraint he held, but he did nothing except look at her. Chloe growled low in her throat, a sound she’d never actually heard herself make before. It startled her for an instant, then she realized. Demon. Were her eyes glowing like his, too? They never had before, but she felt less human tonight than she ever had. “Marax.”
His lips twitched, but he didn’t quite smile. “You don’t understand. If I release my control, I might scare you.”
Would he? She didn’t think anything he did could frighten her. “Would you be worrying about this if I were all demon?”
“No.”
“I want to be who I am tonight and I want you to be who you are, too. I’m not holding back my demon side—don’t fight what you are, either.”
For a long moment, he studied her, perhaps weighing the truthfulness of her words, then the red of his eyes burned hotter than she’d seen it so far. Marax had let his demon off the leash.
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