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skin, but when the lightning lit up the room he saw that the black blood had smeared and the rest of the daemon was scattered around the room.
    “No. Please stay. I don’t want to be taken again.”
    He nodded and felt the corners of his mouth being pulled into a smile. “All right. It would be best if you removed your clothes and scrubbed yourself to eliminate the taint of the daemon. If you leave them here, I shall dispose of the remains and make sure all evidence of him is gone.”
    “Y-you want me to take my clothes off now? I don’t think so.”
    Razziel felt the hot irritation of anger roll through his mind. “Do what I say, woman. This is not a request. I’m not going to ravage you the way the creature planned on doing. I’m not that base,” Razziel snapped.
    “No. I-I’m sorry.” She slipped off her shoes and unbuttoned her pants.
    He realized he was fascinated by watching the slight shimmy of her hips as she slid the material over her thighs. Razziel tried to tear his gaze from hers, but when he saw her expression he could see she was still visibly shaken. The frustration he experienced before fell away because he tried to understand what she must be going through. Penelope did not know who he was, someone had come into her home, her sanctuary, and shattered the safety she must have felt. Now he was barking orders at her. This ordeal was not one he had any knowledge of how to handle. Razziel knew from watching humans all these eons that their minds and emotions were fragile. If the worlds they built for themselves were destroyed, then they either fell apart or they fought back. This one was on the verge of collapsing, and he did not wish that. She began on her shirt, so he turned around to give her a little bit of privacy.
    “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to sound harsh, but the blood will soon attract scavengers, let’s say. You don’t want them in your home. If you leave your clothes here, I can cleanse this space while you wash away any remnants. Then I can also be sure you are clean of any taint he left behind.”
    “Oh, okay. Well, I’m going in the shower now.”
    Razziel nodded and turned back around, sensing he was the only one in the room. Another clap of thunder shook the house, but by the sound he calculated that it was moving off. He reached out with his mind, feeling the darkness lingering from the daemon. He summoned the fire into his hand again and commanded it to destroy all the fragments of the thing he had destroyed. He threw the ball. It left his hand, breaking apart into tiny flames that latched on to the body parts and the blood splashes around the room. Larger flames ate away at the bigger remains, but the largest blaze consumed the woman’s clothes. The fire ate quickly and left no trace of the daemon, but did not burn the walls, the floor, or anywhere the blood had touched. Satisfied, Razziel listened for the woman and heard water running. He followed the sound down the hallway and through the kitchen until he saw a door that was slightly ajar. Razziel opened the door and crept inside. At that moment, the lights within the house burst to life and he could easily see the woman behind the clear shower curtain. Her lithe body with all its luscious curves inflamed his desire. It was one thing to be with her in dreams where her flesh was willing and her longing for him untamed. But being this close to her now, Razziel could not wait to reveal who he was. Asking her why she made him experience emotions slithered out of his mind and was replaced with a strong urge to claim her. No one else could have her.
    Steam filled the room and fogged up the mirror. He observed her for a moment longer, taking in the bend of her back and the curve of her breast as she ran her hand over it, soaping it up. His cock hardened at the beauty before him. There was no more waiting. He would claim her now. The consequences did not matter because he had never felt such a pull toward another, even in his