The girl turned. Her cheeks were flushed. From the flame. From the bulge. From the demon's breath on her neck. She laughed, light and cruel without meaning to be.
"Come on," she said. "Are you jealous?"
The young man flinched. His face twisted. He turned away, shoulders shaking, hands clenched at his sides.
Raven watched. His eyes moved from the girl to the boy. The girl was looking at Raven now. Her eyes were wide. Awe. Admiration. A hunger she did not understand. The boy was looking at her. His heart was naked on his face. Pathetic. Desperate. Wounded.
'Don't fall for such a woman, idiot,' Raven thought. His lips curved. 'She looks at me with those eyes. She feels my cock against her back. She moans for me. And you stand there like a wounded puppy. Wasting your time. Your heart. Your life.'
Raven's eyes turned. He looked at the boy. Then at the girl. A plan formed. A demon's plan. Cruel. Educational. Delicious.
