Cerena’s Perspective

She had dreaded having to come to her master’s home. She had hoped her first visit would be for them to do some more training. After the office romp yesterday, her mating instincts were running wild.

She always wanted to see Jim. The weekends were the worst. She agonized waiting for the work week to start so she could see him again. The constant pining was making her feel useless and pathetic.

She shook her head to clear her thoughts.

“This isn’t the right time. I need to tell him about Kiri before something happens.”

She had struggled with the idea of telling Jim her suspicions. Kiri was a friend, but Jim was also important. She didn’t want either party to get hurt. Still, she elected to talk to Jim to see what he thought. He was her mate and master, and she felt that she owed him her loyalty.

Cerena had steeled her mind before knocking on the door, but then completely lost her resolve once Jim had opened it.

There he was looking more fit and handsome than she had ever seen before. He was always sexy to her, but this was a different level entirely. Desire seemed to ooze out of his pores, and he smelled absolutely incredible. She was so turned on by his naked form, that drool began to pool in her mouth and a dampness began to spread in her panties. She felt like she was face-to-face with the god of sex himself. The thing that captured her the most was his eyes. Usually a cerulean blue, his eyes were now pools of deep purple amethyst. When he fixed his gaze on her, she could feel goosebumps forming on her body.

It was all she could manage to talk to him. His charm seemed dialed up. When he invited her in, she hesitated. She wasn’t sure she would ever leave the apartment again if he wanted to fuck. The last of her walls crumbled when he compelled her to enter with a seductive purple glow in his eyes. She could sense the demonic magic at work, but had no desire to resist anymore.

Contrary to her expectations, Jim didn’t try to sleep with her. Instead he seemed amused at her arousal and even poked fun at it. He was so frustratingly good at teasing her. Further still, he was being sweet to her rather than aggressive. He even asked to spend more quality time with her outside of work. It was a frustrating situation. She wanted him to take control and ravage her.

Jim had eventually broached the subject of her visit, but didn’t seem shocked by what she revealed. The calm way he spoke eased her mind regarding Kiri. Somehow, she implicitly trusted Jim. Then his voice became more serious.

He revealed to her his suspicions about his heritage and seemed to confirm it. Not only was he likely a devil, but he may very well be a prince. Cerena chuckled internally about how cliche it was to fall for a prince, though he wasn’t exactly the type in fables. True love’s first kiss may not be real, but she might have been convinced about true love’s first fuck. She’d need to save that line for later to make him laugh. He had a similar sense of humor, she had learned. Another thing she loved about him.

Jim revealed his suspected identity without gravitas or pride. Rather, he seemed most concerned with protecting her from himself. He understood the historical relationship between devils and hellhounds. He feared the implications it might have for her. Rather than take advantage like typical devils, he was offering her a choice of how to proceed.

The level of care and respect he showed her made her heart flutter. She knew that her feelings had grown in the past few months. She thought he was sexy, but she also liked who he was. His sincerity and charm were endearing. The fact that he could easily dominate her if he wanted to, but chose to be discreet, gentle, and understanding made her want him more. Furthermore, he looked saddened by the prospect of her leaving. Cerena had dug into his past and learned about what he had gone through before working at the AWIO. The thought of breaking his heart repulsed her. He was her mate. She was imprinted, and refused to let him go.

So what if he was a devil? He wasn’t like the others. She decided that she didn’t care what he was so long as he was himself. She would have him regardless.