her? She knew it was the key to making him accept his incubus side. He only needed to feel at one with it for long enough to know where to teleport them.
Payne gruffly muttered something and started towards the woods. It seemed their walk was still on the agenda. She had promised to help him get the ring he needed after their walk. Clearly, he wanted to keep his end of the bargain. He was going to be disappointed when she insisted she came with him to the incubi hideout and refused to change her mind.
Elissa fell into line, keeping the ten-foot gap between them. He looked as though he needed the space and she intended to prod a little and try to find out more about him. She liked the thought of a ten-foot lead. If he attacked, she would have the split second she needed to mutter a spell and escape.
“Do you know much about your kind?” She eyed him. No reaction other than jamming hands into jeans pockets. He did that a lot. It reinforced her feeling that he liked to keep to himself and kept everyone at arm’s length, if not further, from him.
“Vampires?”
Elissa couldn’t find her voice to answer. She shook her head. His expression darkened, giving her the impression that he denied everything about his incubus side, right down to its existence. Why?
What had happened to the male beside her to make him turn on himself?
What had made him hate himself?
Elissa wouldn’t stop until she knew.
CHAPTER 4
P ayne could feel the questions bubbling inside her and he knew that she wouldn’t be able to resist voicing them forever. He wanted her to. She was beautiful, bewitching, and he couldn’t deny that he was attracted to her, but whenever she mentioned his incubus side, he wanted to leave and forget helping Andreu and Chica.
He could be their only hope though. Elissa could be their only hope.
They reached the edge of the woods and she paused and faced him.
“Have you ever submitted to someone?”
Payne froze and blinked hard. He had to have heard his petite, enchanting Elissa wrong. She couldn’t have just asked what he thought she had. The dark colouring on her cheeks said that she had and was regretting it.
He forced a shrug. “Once or twice.”
His stomach clenched. He hoped that answer would satisfy her.
The frown on her face said it hadn’t. “I don’t believe you’ve ever really submitted to someone. It isn’t in your nature. That’s part of your problem... neither side of you can submit. Both sides crave control too much. The incubus and the vampire.”
Payne couldn’t deny that and he didn’t like that she had seen it in him so quickly after meeting him. His version of submission had been letting women go on top. Hers seemed far more threatening, and alluring. Surrendering complete control to a woman? The very thought had him as hard as steel in his jeans but at the same time made him want to flee.
She swallowed, her sexy throat working overtime, and braved a step towards him. Her eyes were dark in the low light but he didn’t miss the challenge they issued.
“Submit to me,” she said and he almost choked, barely stopped himself from making a scene that would only render him weak in her eyes, stripping him of his masculinity.
He wanted to tell her that there was no way he was going to do such a thing and that he would find some incubi and ask them about finding the den and his grandfather. He still tensed inside whenever he thought about that. The ring he needed was not only in the clutches of an incubus. It was in the grip of his grandfather, a man he had hated without ever knowing.
He must have looked as though he was going to ditch her because she launched forwards and grabbed his wrists.
Elissa looked up into his eyes, that sense of fear, desperation and hope in them again. She needed him.
He needed her, but he couldn’t indulge such desires. What she was suggesting was dangerous.
“One night of passion at my command. It will help you. It will help us both. The only way to