“Thanks,” I mumbled.
He wouldn’t have been able to feed from that. He had pleasured me for nothing more than pleasure’s sake. A gift to me. A sign of his affection. It was wonderful. I wanted to pay him back by filling his ass with so much cum that his belly bulged. Give him a feast to fuel his demon powers. But I wasn’t sure if I’d ever be able to spill again. My balls felt like they had been so milked dry that they were irrevocably broken.
“You might have to carry me to bed,” I confessed weakly as I reached out and turned the shower off.
Behind me Jinx chuckled malevolently in glee. The sound made me shiver. Part in fear, part in lust. There was no hope for me. In that moment if Jinx had ensorcelled me to be his sex slave, I would have been happy. Chained to a bed for him to ride whenever he was hungry sounded great. Sign me up.
He lugged me out of the shower and dumped me unceremoniously on the bed.
“Towels!” I exclaimed, rather belatedly.
He made a grumbling noise but he headed back to the bathroom and returned with a towel before proceeding to vigorously rub me all over with it. The sheets were already wet from when he had dumped me, but I didn’t care. The evening was warm. They’d dry.
Jinx threw the towel over his shoulder. It landed on the floor with a plop. I ignored my own grimace. There was a time and a place for cleanliness. I lay on my back, naked, looking up at my demon.
He pointed at my flaccid cock and pouted. A very displeased look on his face.
“Give me time. I’m only human.”
He crossed his arms, looking like the very picture of petulant. I laughed, even though I did feel sorry for him. He had given me a fantastic time and it had backfired on him. He wanted to feed, but now I was incapable. He should have sucked me off in the shower instead, that way at least all that goodness I had spilled would have gone inside him instead of being wasted down the drain.
“While we are waiting, come here and I will rim you.”
Jinx tilted his head questioningly at me and I smirked. A slow, lazy arousal flaring in my gut. This was going to be fun.
“I’ll run my tongue around your hole until you scream,” I clarified. “Then when I can get hard again, you can ride me. Go on top.”
I sent the strongest mental image I could of what I had in mind. Luckily my imagination was very happy to create an extremely detailed and vivid picture.
The incubus’s amber eyes lit up with ecstatic delight, and he jumped onto the bed. Then he was in my arms, all warm and wriggling. Smelling of sulfur, smoke and spice. Happiness bubbled through me. I could get used to this.
Chapter six
InthemorningIwas woken up by something tickling my nose. It was Jinx’s hair. The demon was still curled up in my arms as the little spoon. Smiling sleepily, I moved his hair away from my face. My arms tightened around his waist reflexively. I never wanted to let him go.
Sighing in deep contentment I drifted back to sleep.
I awoke again a short while later and he was still there. Sleeping peacefully. I grinned in delight. He hadn’t disappeared in the night, he had chosen to stay and it felt like the best present ever. A stupid sense of pride filling me at the thought that, not only had he wanted to stay, but I had also tired him out. It was a ridiculous idea. He was an incubus, vigorous sex sessions would invigorate him.
Maybe it was like after eating a large Christmas meal, I told myself. Satisfying, filling, but sleep-inducing. I shook my head at my own nonsense. Whatever the reason, I was glad he was still here. It meant that this time I got to make him breakfast.
With that thought, I carefully slipped out of bed. A quick functional shower later and I was in the kitchen making coffee and trying to decide what to cook. Pancakes seemed like a good idea but I wondered if he would like bacon more, given how much he seemed to have enjoyed eating mobster. Flesh was obviously to his taste. With that in mind, I decided to cook both.
As I worked, I hummed happily to myself. My thoughts turning over the events of last night, before the wonderful sex. I asked Alexa for the news. There was nothing about the nightclub but then again I wasn’t sure if a seedy club in the wrong part of town burning down was newsworthy.
I hoped all the CCTV footage had gone up in the flames, but I wasn’t foolish enough to assume there would be no further consequences. Not all the gang members had been killed, far from it. The survivors would likely know who their boss had been meeting with and mobsters loved revenge. They practically lived for it.
I shivered. Then there were the human cops, though hopefully the mobsters would obstruct them and not give them much to go on. Everyone knew they preferred to deal with things their own way.
And then there was the Council. They would be deeply unimpressed at the flagrant use of paranormal powers, no matter how hard I had scrambled to cover it up. Revealing powers to mundanes or leaving evidence was a heinous crime. Jinx and I could be in serious shit with them.
There were an awful lot of rumors about the new Grand Master of the Council. Silas Darkstar. Omega wolf shifter and necromancer. He had taken over the Council by force. None of the rumors said he was lenient.
Cold unease trickled down my spine. I was so screwed. I was in trouble with no less than three sets of people. The Mob, the cops, the Council. I was going to have to track down all the gang members and tidy everything up properly before any repercussions could bite me. There was no other option. I sighed, what a headache. Damn Jinx, he was such a pain in the ass. I mean, I had been about to kill them myself but I would have done it far more discreetly.
A dark little voice whispered inside me. Suggesting that I hand the demon over to the Council and plead my own innocence. That would solve one of my three problems. I scowled angrily at the thought. I wasn’t an asshole. He may have been misguided, but he had come to save me. I would not repay him with betrayal.
My dark thoughts glowered and accused me of thinking with my cock. I sighed and poured pancake mix into the pan. Great, now I was arguing with myself. Way to go.
