completely taken off guard that he almost didn’t catch the beautiful blonde as she fainted but, lucky for her, he snapped out of it just in time to grab her before she hit the dirty floor. He scooped her limp body up against his chest effortlessly and the old man waved him toward the back of the store.
“Heat must’ve gotten to her,” the old guy muttered. “Bring her here. I got a cot in the back room, you can set her down.”
Asmodeus followed the man through the door and into a small room. Kai moaned softly as he set her down on the cot.
“I’ll get a cool cloth for her head.” He pointed at Asmodeus. “Just stay right there with Kai but don’t try nothin’ funny.”
Asmodeus nodded, but his attention was fixed firmly on the ring on her right hand—it was the Ring of Solomon. Though it had been almost three millennia since he’d set eyes on it, there was no mistaking it.
Lucifer had been correct. Asmodeus had felt the presence of the ring before he saw it. It was a familiar pull in his gut, drawing him, almost willing him closer.
He sat on the edge of the cot next to Kai and placed her hands on her belly, careful to avoid touching the ring. Asmodeus glanced over his shoulder, looking for the old man but he was still puttering around out in the shop, looking for a cold cloth, no doubt. Asmodeus turned back and glanced at the paper in her hands. He removed it gently and saw it was a flyer advertising a local haul away service.
Kai moaned softly. There was no denying that she was a beautiful specimen of a woman. Long strands of pale blond hair framed an oval-shaped face with high cheekbones, wide set eyes and pink, perfectly shaped lips. Her skin had the glow of summer and her body had soft looking curves in all the right places.
Kai Kelly was born to make men weak.
Lucifer may have taken most of their powers and made all of the Brotherhood mortal, but Asmodeus had seen Kai’s energy field the moment he laid eyes on her. She exuded a soft white light that resembled moonlight through the mists and, once he spotted it, there was no mistaking what she was. A regular human, like the old man, didn’t exude light like that—at least not one that Asmodeus could see.
Kai Kelly had blood of the Fae running through her veins.
Based on the fact that she was wearing the ring, he had to assume she didn’t have any idea that she was part of a Fae bloodline. The Fae Clans—even the ones that were comprised of human-Fae hybrids—were fully aware of the Ring of Solomon and knew all too well of the power it held. If Kai had been vested in one of the Fae clans, then she would never have put on the ring and essentially sound the alarm in Hell. No. If she were connected with other Fae, then he and the rest of the Brotherhood would be at the mercy of a flock of fairies.
Asmodeus frowned. A fairy. Shit. Of all the supernatural creatures that walked the earth, he found the Fae the most difficult to deal with. Their magic was known to be some of the most powerful, even more than the witches and warlocks. Asmodeus had only tangled with one Fae in his time and that guy had been one mean son of a bitch.
“Damn,” Asmodeus said under his breath.
Kai moaned again and twitched as though she were having a bad dream. A lock of hair fell across her forehead and without thinking, Asmodeus brushed the strands of gold aside. He didn’t want anything to obscure his view of her gorgeous, innocent face. The pads of his fingers brushed over silken flesh and his body tightened immediately in response as a smile played at his lips.
Kai Kelly might be part fairy, he thought as he withdrew his hand, but she was all woman . His gaze flicked down to the ring on her delicate hand as he rose from the cot. Whatever magic she possessed was of little consequence when it came to matters of the flesh and desire. In that moment, Asmodeus knew exactly how he would get the ring. He would seduce it out from under her and be back in Hell before