He grunts and nods. “Yes.”
Ace stands, and extends his hand for a shake.
Rhazan moves forward and accepts the gesture.
"I fear you. And I stan," Ace says, his smile wide and just a little unhinged.
Good to know it’s not just me he has this effect on.
“What is this lingo?” I murmur. “Since when do you talk like a normie?”
He pulls a face and shrugs. “Met some friends at school.”
Rhazan releases him and then turns to me. “Walk me back?”
Oh, thank god.
“Yeah, of course.”
I know he doesn’t need to go to the pantry to escape, but he wants to give us a little privacy, and I couldn’t be more grateful.
“Be seeing you,” Nai Nai says in a tone that sounds way too happy.
Lacey waves a little wave and I rush toward the pantry. We escape behind the bar and I hiss out a breath. Rhazan grabs the back of my neck and pulls my lips to his in a blind fury. He kisses me hard and I meet him with the same fervor. The bite of his grip in my hair has me keening. Thank fuck Lacey’s talking loudly out there, or they might hear me.
Rhazan pulls away and traces my lips with a taloned finger. He’s himself again—horns, wings, and everything. He’s lovely.
“Yourboyfriend,” he rumbles. “Is that what it’s called when I get to spank and finger-fuck you?”
The filthy words make me shiver.
“Yes,” I whisper.
He groans and his other hand cups my groin. I gasp and yelp, but he covers the noise with another kiss. Our tongues tangle and I squeeze my thighs, relishing the sensation of his hand holding me up.
“When can I see you?” I beg.
“Tomorrow night,” he says, tugging my hair back with his other hand.
He kisses my neck and I crawl close to him. He holds me up, my entire weight cradled in his hand cupping me. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and tangle my fingers in his hair.
“Where?”
He laves my neck with attention and bites my earlobe. “I’ll summon you.”
I don’t know how that works, but I trust it will.
“Jaaaade,” Nai Nai calls.
I huff and pull away. Rhaz sets me down and fixes the bulge in his pants. I lick my lips as I think of what’s going on down there. I mean, I might be a virgin, but I’ve seen porn. I know what a cock looks like.
But I don’t know what a demon cock looks like.
Iwantto know.
He grabs my chin and lifts my gaze. “Not now, Firecracker.”
“Soon,” I say, breathless. “I want to make you come.”
