I tried. I had done my best and portrayed every bit of patience that I had in me. But she had undone everything. She had forced me to make her feel everything that I felt for her and disgust was not even in that damn list.
I muttered a curse under my breath and snatched her close to me by the waist. Her eyes which were filled with tears till now stared in astonishment and shock in mine. My closeness was affecting her, she was afraid, yet so excited. She was clueless, yet so aroused. I could not decide if I needed to comfort her, or I needed to f**k her.
I was affecting her. And as an incubus, it was a divine gift that came naturally. But the funny thing was, she was affecting me without having any of those powers. I could not understand how but I knew that there was something more to her
