Snooke(Demon Warriors 2)(12)

Snooke watched Kane’s lean, dark body rock back on his heels as he studied Snooke’s chest quietly. Neither spoke until Phoenyx appeared in the bedroom doorway. The warrior had a commanding air about him that made Snooke watch him warily as Phoenyx drew close to the bed.

“What are you going to do to me?” Snooke asked hesitantly. He pulled the sheet up to cover his body as he looked from Phoenyx to Kane.

“He’s going to heal you. Just lie back. I’m right here.” Kane spoke with such gentleness that Snooke obeyed without question. He slid down and pulled the sheet away, his eyes locked onto Kane’s as Phoenyx leaned over Snooke.

“I have to make a small incision, a gateway for my tear to enter your body,” Phoenyx informed him.

“Kane,” Snooke whimpered as he pulled the sheet up once again. A gateway. That sounded pretty painful to him. Snooke wasn’t sure if he wanted the warrior cutting on him.

“I can make it to where you don’t feel a thing. Do you want me to do that for you?” Kane asked as he sat on the side of the bed. “I can freeze time. You won’t know what’s going on. He’ll make the incision and do what is necessary, and then I will unfreeze it.”

“I want that option.” Snooke scooted an inch closer to Kane. Although Snooke had been getting his ass kicked a lot lately, he wasn’t into pain. He actually hated it.

“Lay back.” Kane pressed the palms of his hands to Snooke’s shoulders and made him lay back on the mattress. “Ready?”

“You won’t leave?”

“I’m not going anywhere.” Kane leaned forward and whispered a kiss across Snooke’s lips, and that’s the last thing he remembered until he blinked and Phoenyx was gone.

“Is it over?”

“You did beautifully, although I had to freeze time continuously. Hondo told me you’re a neutralizer.” The side of Kane’s mouth pulled back into a smile. “You kept trying to move.”

Snooke took a deep breath, immediately noticing how easy it was to breathe again. He pulled the sheet aside and saw that his chest was back to being the pale complexion he was used to seeing. The ugly bruising was gone. “Thank you.”

Kane nodded. “Now I want to ask you about how you sustained your injuries in the first place.”

Icy fear twisted around Snooke’s heart. If Kane found out who he was, the warrior would not only kick him to the curb, but probably want to choke him. Snooke tossed the sheet aside and got out of bed, grateful that the pain from just the slightest move was gone. “I have to use the bathroom.”



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Stall tactics. Kane recognized what Snooke was doing, and he didn’t like it. He wasn’t going to push him though. Kane hoped that the white-haired beauty would eventually trust him enough to let him in and confide in Kane about what was really going on.

Kane leaned back on one elbow and waited for Snooke to come out of the bathroom. Getting beat up seemed to be a habit of late with Snooke, and Kane wanted to get to the bottom of it. Seeing the slim man lie in the bed with bruises angered Kane more than anything he could remember. Snooke was too gorgeous to be marred with such ugly marks.

Snooke walked out of the bathroom and straight to his closet, grabbing a shirt and avoiding Kane’s eyes as he walked across the room to his dresser. “I want to thank you for helping me.” Snooke’s eyes remained on the dresser as he buttoned his shirt.

“You’re welcome. Now will you tell me who did this?”

“I’d rather not.” Snooke grabbed a pair of Doc Martens and slid his feet in. Kane watched the man look nervously at the door and then back at the dresser he was standing in front of.

Kane sighed. Maybe one day Snooke would tell him. “Why don’t you come with me to Chris’s? Hondo is making lasagna tonight.”

Snooke glanced over at Kane, his cheeks turning a bright red. “Are you sure I’m welcomed there?”

It took several moments for Kane to figure out what the demon was talking about. He stood and crossed the room to stand mere inches from Snooke. He leaned forward, his lips touching the beauty’s ear. “I haven’t said a word to anyone about us. No one knows about that night but you and me.”

Kane thought the admission would relax Snooke. Instead, his rigidness increased. “I’m not mad about it. I’ll have you in my bed. It’s only a matter of time.” Kane kissed Snooke’s ear before he backed away. “Now, are you coming?”

Snooke’s head nodded in short bursts as he looked up slowly at Kane. “I wasn’t trying to be a tease,” he whispered before he grabbed his cell phone to join Kane at his side.