Devil May Cry (25 page)

That wasn't exactly something Kat wanted to hear coming out of his mouth, given the nature of the gallu and the warnings of Kytara.

“Wine?” Sin asked as if unfazed by his brother's words.

Zakar nodded.

Kat stepped forward as Sin went to the bar to get his brother a glass. Not moving from his bed, Zakar turned toward her with a taunting grin. “You have a problem with me?”

“Nope. I'm just thinking.”

“About?”

She narrowed her eyes on his neck, which, courtesy of her, no longer held a single trace of the bite marks that had once marred the tanned flesh. “Blood exchanges.”

“And what do you know about them?” His tone couldn't have been more patronizing had the man been a militant kindergarten teacher asking a student to define the Hobbesian State of Nature.

“A lot more than I care to,” she said, duplicating his snotty tone. “For one thing, they usually link the participants together.”

“What are you saying, Kat?” Sin asked as he rejoined them.

She didn't know why, but she took comfort in his presence. “It's never the enemy without that destroys. It's the one from within.”

She expected Sin to argue, but he didn't. He simply handed the glass to Zakar and remained uncharacteristically quiet. There was something in his demeanor that made her think he might have used that phrase himself a time or two.

Zakar sat up and downed all the contents in a single gulp. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand before returning the glass to Sin.

Zakar then cast that gimlet glare back at her. “You don't trust me.”

“I don't know you.”

He smiled a smile that was so familiar and at the same time alien. Looking at him, he was identical to Sin, except for the scars that marred Sin's body. Yet she didn't react to Zakar's presence at all. There was no heart racing, no clammy hands. No desire to jump on top of him … nothing. It was just like looking at any handsome naked man. It left her cold and reminded her why the other handmaidens had often called her frigid.

Zakar tilted his head to look around her to where Sin was standing. “I don't believe your woman thinks much of me, Brother.”

Sin gave her a devilish wink that managed to warm her. “Don't feel bad, she doesn't think much of anyone, including me, most days.”

“True,” she agreed. “People are basically irritating. Myself included.”

Sin's cell phone started ringing. He excused himself and went to answer it.

Zakar leaned back against the sofa and draped an arm along the top. His gaze stayed focused on Kat, who didn't flinch under his intense scrutiny. Rather, she duplicated it, letting him know that she wasn't the least bit intimidated by him.

Finally he broke the silence. “You want to say something to me, don't you?”

“Not really. Just chillin'.” She glanced over to where Sin was moving to stand outside on the balcony while he talked. What was going on?

No doubt, she'd find out soon enough. So she turned her attention back to Zakar. “You must be relieved to be away from the gallu.”

“You've no idea.”

“Seeing how you were pinned down, I wouldn't go that far. I imagine it was pretty gruesome for you.”

That succeeded in making him look away from her. “I need clothes.”

She frowned at the odd note in his voice. “You going somewhere?”

He didn't answer. He merely got up, completely bare-assed, and headed for the bedroom like there was nothing wrong with streaking through his brother's penthouse in front of her. Kat would have gaped, but then she knew ancient men hadn't been modest.…

Then again, there weren't many modern men afflicted with modesty, either.

Sin stepped back in from the balcony and swept the room with his dark gaze. “Where's Zakar?”

“Said he needed clothes.”

Sin frowned. “My bedroom?”

“That's where he went, so that would be my best guess.”

Sin headed toward the room with her right behind him. When they got there, the room was completely empty. Dumbfounded, she kept waiting for Zakar to reappear before them.

He didn't.

Sin went to the closet and opened it, but there was no sign of Zakar anywhere. They even checked the bathroom. The man had flashed himself out of the room and gone … who knew where.

“Where do you think he went?”

Sin shrugged. “I have no idea. But something with him wasn't right.”

“I thought it was just me.”

“No, I felt it, too.” He slammed the bathroom door shut. “Damn it. What have we unleashed?”

She sighed. “Doom, destruction … at least he's not nuclear, right?”

A smile toyed at the edges of Sin's lips. “At this point, who knows?”

Kat beamed. “Oh look, Mr. Positive has come out to play again. Welcome back, Mr. Positive. All the boys and girls have missed you so.”

Sin smiled in spite of himself. Her humor should irritate him, but instead he found it a refreshing relief from the seriousness of the situation. Honestly, he couldn't remember any time in his life he'd enjoyed more than this time with her. And all things considered, this had to be the worst part of his existence, since they were only days away from Armageddon.

The only thing that made any of this bearable was her wit and courage. “You're really not right, are you?”

She scoffed. “With my background and genetic makeup, buddy, you're lucky I'm as normal as I am.”

“Point well taken.” He let out a tired breath as he tried to locate Zakar, but nothing would come to him. It was as if his brother had vanished into a black hole. “Can you locate him?”

“Not even a buzz. What about you?”

He shook his head. “As much as I hate to say this, I guess we'll have to wait for him to return.”

By her face he could tell the idea appealed as much to her as it did to him. But what choice did they have? Without a bearing, they had no idea where to even begin searching for Zakar. Sin could kill his brother for this.

Kat moved over to him and rubbed his back. “Who was on the phone?”

“Damien. He said a gallu tried to get in, but the mirrors repelled him.”

Her smile warmed him before she rested her chin on his shoulder and wrapped her arm around his waist. Yeah, a man could get used to this. There was something not only comforting but highly unsettling about the way her innocent touch set him on fire.

“Maybe we ought to get mirrored armor,” she said. “You know, like they had in the
Brothers Grimm
movie?”

“That was just metal they wore.”

“But we could make it out of mirrors. Then they'd be repelled any time they came near us … you know, we could start like a whole fashion line of mirrored clothing. One that could save humanity. Just think about it.”

He laughed at her train of thought. Oddly enough, he appreciated it, but it was highly impractical. “And when we broke one of the mirrors while trying to fight them off we'd have seven years' bad luck.”

She didn't miss a beat before she retorted, “Ah, we're immortal. What's seven years to us?”

“An eternity when it's bad.”

She stuck her tongue out at him in a playful gesture that somehow managed to be adorable on her.

What was wrong with him?

“Just be a spoilsport, why don't you?”

He supposed he was. He wanted to be playful like her, but he wasn't. At the end of the day, he was all about doom and gloom and he couldn't help wondering what his brother was up to. Where Zakar had gone …

Sin raked his hands through his hair as guilt gnawed at him. “What have I done?”

Kat tightened her grip around him. “You saved your brother.”

He leaned his head against hers and inhaled the sweet scent of her hair and skin. “What if I haven't? What if Kytara is right and we should have killed him while we had the chance?”

“Is that really what you think?”

“At this point, I don't know.”

Kat laid a gentle kiss to his shoulder blade that seared him. “I do know, Sin. I believe in you and your judgment. I know you've done the right thing.”

Sin was stunned by her conviction, and it meant more to him than he could even begin to put into words. “Thanks. I just wish I shared your faith.”

“Don't worry, I've got enough for both of us.”

Sin smiled even though he was worried about what Zakar was doing. He felt like he should be searching for Zakar. But he didn't know where to begin. Like Kat, he wasn't picking up anything from his brother. Not even a small trace.

And Zakar wasn't answering Sin's summons. There was no telling what his brother was into.

A bad feeling went through Sin. Had he been blinded by loyalty and love? Gods, what if he'd unleashed something unholy onto mankind?

“Stop fretting.” Kat smoothed his frown with her fingers.

“Yeah, but we don't know what he's doing or who he's doing it to.”

“I know.” She pulled the small
sfora
from around her neck and held it in her hand. “Let's try finding him this way, shall we?”

Sin stepped back as she used the stone to summon Zakar. But after a few minutes, she looked up with a grimace. “It's not working.”

“What do you mean?”

“It's like he's not on the earth. Anywhere. You think he went back to the cavern?”

“Hardly believable, given what they'd done to him. But for argument's sake, even if he did, the
sfora
found him there last time. Wouldn't it be able to find him there again?”

“One would think.” Kat looked up to meet his gaze. “You ever feel like the world no longer makes sense?”

“Every day of my life.”

“Yeah, well, I'm not used to that feeling and I find it highly disturbing.”

He rubbed her arms and kissed her lightly on the forehead. “We'll find him.”

Kat wanted to believe that, but in spite of what she'd said a minute ago, she wasn't sure. What had they brought back? Was Zakar the demon Kytara had warned them about or was there enough of his decency left to combat it?

“If he's fighting for the gallu…”

Sin's face hardened. “He won't. I have to believe that.”

“But if they converted him?”

“I will kill him,” he said with a conviction so sincere, it was almost believable.

But Kat knew how much he loved his brother. “Do you really think you can do that?”

He hesitated as if he was considering his answer. When he met her gaze, there was no denying his intent. “I won't have a choice. I can't let the Dimme out and I can't allow Kessar to win in this. Whatever it takes. Whoever I have to sacrifice. I will do what I have to to keep them away from the innocent.”

She couldn't imagine the strength inside him that would allow him to carry out such a thing. She laid her head on his chest and held him close as she tried to fathom the source of his courage. To kill family was hard … to kill a twin brother you'd spent your life protecting to save the world …

He was incredible.

“You're a good man, Sin.”

He laid his cheek against her head. “No, I'm not. I'm just trying to make right something I should have never let go wrong.”

Kat leaned back to kiss him. She couldn't believe how she'd misjudged him when her mother had sent her out to kill him. In all her life, she'd never met anyone who came close to the compassion and altruism of her father.

Until now.

Sin was everything a woman could hope for.

It gave her hope for the world and she wanted to touch him. To give him something of his own to hold on to. Pulling his T-shirt over his head, she threw it to the floor.

He frowned at her. “What are you doing?”

“Seducing you.”

“Shouldn't we be looking for my brother?”

“Will twenty minutes really matter?”

He laughed low in his throat. “Twenty? You seriously underestimate my fortitude.”

Spoken like a true fertility god. “Then let's make it an appetizer for later.”

His smile warmed every part of her as he slowly unbuttoned her pajama top. Kat groaned as he ran his hands over her breasts after he parted the soft material. And when he dipped his head down to take her nipple in his mouth, she swore she saw stars from it.

Sin couldn't breathe as he felt her hands in his hair. He slid her pants down her long legs until they pooled at her feet. He'd never seen a more beautiful woman. Never.

Unable to stand it, he slid to his knees so that he could taste her better.

Kat leaned back against the bar while Sin gently tongued her. Waves of pleasure pierced her until she could barely stand. How could any man be so talented with his tongue? She gripped the wood behind her with her hands as she rose to her tiptoes.

Unable to stand it, she came in a searing moment of ecstasy. Leaning her head back, she cried out.

Sin growled at the taste of her climax. Rising to his feet, he pushed his pants down and separated her legs.

She bit her lip as he entered her, then wrapped her legs around his waist. Sin sucked his breath in sharply at the pleasure that went through him. Using the bar as leverage, she took control.

He'd never seen or felt anything hotter. She was absolutely shameless, taking what she needed from him.

The moonlight cut across her body, highlighting her breasts as he held her hips to his.

Kat licked her lips as Sin thrust against her. Each stroke felt deeper than the last … more fulfilling. No wonder people were willing to risk death for this.

When she came again, Sin joined her.

Sin held her close as his body withdrew from hers. “I think you just killed me.”

She laughed. “No, I do believe you're made of sterner stuff than that.”

“I'm not so sure.” He kissed her tenderly before he pulled back. “We'll shower, then head out after Zakar.”