"Stop!" she grated. His words struck her as true; they were the same doubts she'd had about Gabriel since she met him. Feeling claustrophobic, she broke the plane between them and shoved him. Darkyn caught her hands and pushed them down to her side. His magic shot through her. His nearness was driving her crazy. She smelled something faint, familiar. Entrancing. It was calling to her. She felt as if she hadn't just eaten a large breakfast. She was starving.
"You know the Immortal mating bond is what made you connect with him," Darkyn continued.
"No," she insisted. "You can never understand." She stared hard at his chest as she struggled with her anger and need. They were spinning out of control, fed by the direct contact with him and the elusive scent that was making her mouth water. Her whole body was burning up with something she never, ever expected to feel for a demon: need.
"So you feel nothing now," he stated. "Say it. Lie to me and tell me you aren't about to throw yourself at my feet and beg me to fuck you."
His mocking tone infuriated her. She wrenched free of his hold and pushed him hard enough to slide out from between him and the wall.
"I wonder what your Gabriel will think when he finds out. Fucking the Dark One. Blood bound to the Dark One. And only the Dark One."
"It won't happen."
Breathing raggedly, she tried hard to rein in the emotions that were close to landing her in trouble. She hated his rules, but she wasn't fighting him. She was trying hard not to run. She wasn't going to give him an excuse to attack her. It struck her that he was baiting her, perhaps for that reason.
"I am sick of this shit," she said. "I'm sick of deities and Immortals tricking and lying to me. What do you want? Or are you just tormenting me for the fun of it?"
"Does it matter?"
She faced him again. "You wouldn't be here if it didn't. You won't convince me what I felt towards Gabriel wasn't real, and there is nothing you can do to make me do this blood bond."
"You already know the Immortal mating is what made you feel that way towards Gabriel. If you thought otherwise, you wouldn't have fucked me last night," he said, meeting her gaze.
"What? I …" she gaped at him. "It was a dream!"
"It was the final stage of your transition into a demon. It might have felt like a dream, but I can assure you it was not," he said, smiling.