Dancing With the Devil

Yes, this is a book about demons. First and foremost, I want to acknowledge the fact that this book is PURE FICTION!!! IT IS THE CONTENT OF MY IMAGINATION, AND I AM IN NO WAY A DEVIL WORSHIPPER!!! Don't get me wrong, people who do that have their own right to, but this isn't a book about religion here. It's just something that I thought of and want to have fun writing about. Don't judge, please.

Okay! Now that I have that out of the way, THIS IS THE SEQUEL TO NOBODY'S ANGEL!! IT CAN BE READ SEPERATELY, but don't be asking who some of the characters are then :)

Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this! To those reading my other works, I'm sorry but I just don't have the will to write them. They don't hold my attention like they used to. I don't know when they will be updated next, or if I will even continue to write them. Just know that I'm still alive :D

So, without further adieu, vote, comment, and fan!

WARNING! Sexy demons ahead :P Yeah, I just had to... That is all. <

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Xavier's P.O.V.

"Thank you, Prince."

"No, thank you, " I smirked, watching unashamedly as the leggy blonde sashayed out of my room. Her shirt was hanging loosely from her fingers, far away from her chest, no doubt trying to tempt me for a repeat of last night, but I'd had better. Besides, if she hadn't noticed that I had forgotten her name last night, she definitely would today. I could spare myself that headache.

My door burst open with a resounding bang! My deadly glare pierced the intruder before realizing it was my best friend, Jace.

He raised an eyebrow at my entertainment from the night before. She flushed scarlet and scurried out of there quick. He turned his disbelieving gaze to me.

"Really?" he asked. My Do-you-know-who-I-am? look got him off of my case. I was prince, and I was entitled to do whatever (and whoever) I wanted with no objections from those below me, which was basically everyone except my parents. I suppose my nanny could give me a reasonable scolding since she'd practically raised me, but…nah, she knew her place now that I'd stopped needing her milk and constant looking after.

Jace gave up on trying to talk some of his morals about girls into me until he spotted my souvenir- her panties. "Really?" he repeated with a sterner tone. I shrugged nonchalantly, his exasperated groan a result of my indifference. "Do you even know what today is?"

"Should I?"

He ran his hand threw his blonde hair in obvious frustration, glaring at me. "Any minute now, we're going to-"

Even if he had continued, I wouldn't have heard him. As it was, he was in the same condition as I. We were both oblivious to our surroundings now that we had something much more important to focus on.

My mind buzzed with one word.

Mate. She was ready.

Hormones poured off the both of us in tidal waves. The musky scent filled the room like an invisible mist instantly, captivating anyone who dared to get close enough. Our bodies produced more and more of the buggers to ensure that our females would be undoubtedly attracted to us, even more so than if the seductive vampires that ruled the sex drive most out of all the supernatural races were to try and interfere. Right now, our mere scent would drive them crazy with lust.

My blood boiled like thick, liquid fire in my veins, oddly urging me on even more. My skin yearned to feel her body against mine. The muscles in every part of my body were rejuvenated: my legs were eager to run and find her, hold her captive to my by the strength of my arms, and bend my back over her as I showed her my possessive streak when I made love to her. First, though, I had to make sure she knew she belonged to me and me alone. Then, and only then, when she knew how my kind was, would I make her physically mine. I had to succeed mentally before that, because her mind was where her passion and love truly lied.

My sight was tinted red, but I could see sharper than ever, and my mouth tipped into an alluring grin, the darkest kind of invitation.

My senses were enhanced to ensure my search was as quick as possible. Soon my people would start to feel uncomfortable, as if they were forgetting to do something vitally important. As soon as I caught her scent, they would be restless, unable to stay still since they would automatically be drawn to her. Lastly, when she set foot in the kingdom, they would go into a frenzy with fierce protection. Men, women, and children alike would all flock to her, whether to protect her, teach her, or be comforted by her presence. Eventually, they would become more used to her, not fully immune to her astounding power as my mate, but they'd adapt to the feelings of adoration that would submerge their thoughts at first. In my tunneled haze of detail, only being able to focus on her, the sooner she was in her rightful place, by my side, the better. It was that simple.

Like most supernatural creatures, my smell overpowered the rest of my senses. I whipped my head first to the male scent trying to challenge me, my foggy mind not processing that it was Jace, my pair number, sooner. Once I was satisfied that she wouldn't be a target to other males, I allowed myself to focus on other things that would make her uncomfortable. My lip curled in disgust at the overpowering stench of another female. How dare her vile self try to take over what belonged to my mate, her future queen? Her scent was thick, sticky, and made it hard to breathe. I wanted it gone. I growled out orders for my room to be completely cleaned so that no other scent would linger other than my own. I wanted my mate completely intoxicated by me first and foremost. I could worry about others later.

My hearing took in the normal sounds of the house, gossip beginning to spread from my nurse- who was in tune with my body for my protection and therefore knew what I was feeling- to the help under her as she shared that my mate was ready. Excitement buzzed in my parents' minds, giving off signals to our people that something was out of the ordinary. There were no threats, no disturbances.

My mouth began to water as I put off finding her, allowing my senses to heighten to their peak and my more instinctual side get more and more anxious before starting the search. I wanted her, the taste of her lips, her tongue, her skin…

Soon I growled to myself. Very soon.

My skin tingled with eagerness, wanting to feel the familiar heat that would transport my pair number and I to other dimensions. I had to admit, though, Earth would definitely be a first.

My sight, at last, was at its strongest and prepared to begin along with the rest of my body. I gave my room, arguably the most important room for my mate for multiple reasons, a quick glance. Not bothering with details, I added that it needed to be prepped for her arrival. The maids responded with a brief but respectful positive before leaving me alone with my thoughts. They were trained well.

With a single look at Jace, I knew we weren't going to waste another second.

"They are ready, " he breathed, his black eyes, identical to my own, glowing with fierce excitement and lethal determination. He gave off an evil aura, but mine was the most sinister of all, naturally.

I couldn't wait to see what my poor little mate would think of my charged, tempting energy. I wanted to meet her. Now.

They're ready I messaged my parents, so they wouldn't worry to find their only son missing without a whisper of an explanation from a note. I was sure they'd sensed something, so I just dished out the details that confirmed their suspicions. I could've left them to find out from the help, but that would be tempting a verbal beating from my mother. They hurt worse than the physical ones my father handled.

Find her my dad encouraged now. I only got an ecstatic squeal from my mother.

"Ready or not, here we come, " I chuckled. Jace's responding snicker only made my smirk grow. We were consumed by flames as we prepared to go on our most exciting and rewarding search ever. It was time to get what was rightfully mine, and I was prepared to slaughter anyone who got in my way.