Luc cupped Dex’s cheek. “No, there’s not. I didn’t mean to shame you. If filth is what gets you going, I understandthe appeal, believe me. But know that you deserve the best, whatever that looks like.”
That was more like it. “The best dirty sex?” Dex grabbed Luc’s waistband and pulled him closer.The best kinky sex. But he couldn’t say it.
“Only the best, but not now. I’m flying you home. Remember?”
Dex shook his head, setting everything spinning. “I don’t want to go home. I hate being there.”
“I know.” Luc’s gaze turned tender. “We’re going to my place. It’s a loft. Not as exciting as an evil lair, but it will do. I’m going to release my wings and horns now.”
“Okay.” Dex didn’t let go of Luc’s waistband. It wasn’t as if Luc told him to. Besides, he might slide to the floor if he did.
Luc didn’t pull away. His body was so warm, his smoky scent nearly overwhelming. Suddenly, deep-red horns sprang from the sides of Luc’s forehead, curling outward like a ram’s. The skin seemed textured, and Dex reached out, running a finger along the base of one.
“Leathery.” He petted the other horn, confirming that they matched.
Luc chuckled. “It’s very presumptuous of you to touch my horns without asking.”
“It’s pre-presumptuous to push me against a wall,” Dex countered as his hand found its way back to Luc’s waist.
“I didn’t want you to fall.” Luc pulled back, and Dex went with him, refusing to let go of Luc’s waistband.
He stumbled forward. Dammit.
“See?” Luc caught him and hauled him against his chest.
“Yeah, fine. Hold me,” Dex muttered, pretending it wasn’t exactly what he wanted.
Luc’s eyes locked on his, expression unreadable, and redwings rose from his back without further warning. Dex gasped, longing to touch Luc’s feathers surging through him.
“Let’s go.” Luc hoisted Dex up, and he squeaked as Luc maneuvered him into a bridal carry. “Hold onto my neck.”
Dex did as he was told, not even sneaking a brush of feathers along the way. Luc was so strong. Carrying Dex didn’t seem to strain him at all.
“How much can you bench press?”
Luc made a sound like he was choking and dissolved into laughter. “I don’t know. I’m inhumanly strong. It’s a demon thing.”
“You don’t even go to the gym?” That wasn’t fair. Nothing seemed fair these days. Dex didn’t go to the gym either, but he wasn’t trying to bulk up or lift full-grown humans. He should probably still go?—
“Dex?”
“Hmm?” His eyes fluttered open. Shit, he’d closed them again.
“I’m going to take off now. We’ll be in the air for a few minutes before we land.”
Oh, right. Flying. Dex closed his eyes on purpose this time. “I like your arms around me.”
Luc’s hold tightened. “Me too.”
A moment later, Dex’s stomach lurched, and he gasped, air rushing around him. His eyes popped open, revealing a blur of buildings as they shot into the sky.
He clamped his eyes shut.
“It’s all right. I’ve got you.”
Dex took Luc’s word for it. This was the kind of reckless thing he shouldn’t be doing. No way flying back to Lucifer’s not-evil lair was a good idea, but it was happening, and Dex couldn’t hold on to his worry. Luc’s wingbeats lulled him into a daze.
With a jolt, everything stopped.
