I tap the twink on the shoulder and he looks over at me, his eyes roaming up and down my body with interest before settling on my face.
“I must be putting off all the right vibes tonight.” He smirks. “I’m already planning to go home with this big, beautiful hunk of man, but I’ve always said, the more the merrier.”
Kez shifts in his seat, the stool groaning under his considerable weight, and gives me a curious look.
“Tino can’t handle me,” my friend teases with a smirk.
“It’s true. I’ve never seen a dick that big.” I add a hint of awe into my voice so his prospective conquest will be properly impressed. I’ve never actually seen Kez’s dick, but it’s a fair bet that it’s proportional. And rumor has it that gargoyle cock is like none other.
“Really?” The twink returns his gaze to Kez with renewed interest.
“I’m sure he’ll be more than happy to show you himself. But would you mind giving us five minutes first? I’ll even buy you one more drink to make it worth your while.” I wave down the bartender before he’s even agreed, and signal for him to bring one more of what each of them are having.
“Fine,” he says, sliding off his stool, “but don’t you dare leave without me.” He puts a possessive hand on Kez’s forearm and then leans in to whisper something into his ear that I’m sure is salacious, given the heated spike in both their scents before he saunters away to give us some privacy.
“This better be good, man,” Kez says, accepting the drink from the bartender, then turning towards me.
“Don’t worry, I’m not here to ruin your night, I just wanted to see if you’ve heard any whispers about new demons in the area the last day or so.”
His bushy eyebrows go up and he rubs his chin. “New demons? I honestly have no clue. You know those creepy fuckers pop in and out as they please. Why? Are you looking for one in particular or just craving some incubus dick?”
My mind immediately flashes back to the heated scene in the parking lot. That little flirt played coy, the same way all the incubi I’ve been with have, but I’ve always got the sense that they can do a lot more than change the size of their cocks at will. How much more though? That’s what I’d still love to find out. I’ve just never been able to crack the code of the right way to ask one to show me what they’vereallygot. Knots? Tentacles? Something even kinkier than that? My mouth waters at the thought, and Kez chuckles, snapping his fingers in front of my face.
“Seriously? You chased away a sure thing so you could sit here and daydream about demon cock?” He snorts.
I wave dismissively. “He’s still a sure thing, don’t get your balls in a bunch. And it’s not for me. I have a… client who’s in trouble with a demon.”
“Ah.” Kez takes a sip from his drink. “Well, I haven’t heard anything, but I’ll keep an ear to the ground and let you know if that changes.”
“Good man.” I clap his shoulder and give it a squeeze. “Put the word out too if you wouldn’t mind. If Xazedose wants to chat, he can come tome.”
“Xazedose, got it.” Kez gives me a little salute, and I clamber off the stool to leave him to the rest of his night.
MONTROSE
I letmyself sink into the shadows in the back seat of the dragon’s car, my head swimming with the scent of him inside the confined space. The leather is infused with his smoky, electric scent, along with the faded odors of his cum and sweat. Has he fucked in this cramped back seat? The thought sends an irrational surge of jealousy through me, my fingernails elongating into talons momentarily and my forehead aching with the pressure of my horns wanting to make an appearance. I must have let myself get drunker on his energy than I meant to if I’m acting like a possessive lover. Then again, I’ve never much liked others touching my things, even once I’m finished playing with them.
The lock chirps, and seconds later the driver’s side door swings open. He won’t see me, but I shrink a little smaller anyway. He slides into his seat and stills immediately, lifting his nose into the air and sniffing. He glances at the passenger seat, then into the back, his eyes landing directly on the spot where I’m blending into the darkness, camouflaged to the point that noone—animal or beast—could possibly see me. His gaze lingers for several long seconds before he looks away. He plucks at his shirt, pulling it to his nose and inhaling deeply again.
He makes a deep sound in his throat and his eyelids flutter momentarily before he drops the collar of his shirt and turns to face forward. Goose bumps creep over my skin and I smile to myself.Still thinking about me, dragon? So sweet.
I’m tempted to inch forward and toy with him a little, maybe whisper filthy things directly into his mind. There’s nothing more satisfying than the feeling of someone’s heart speeding up as the back of their neck prickles and every instinct inside of them insists that they aren’t alone, even though they can’t find any tangible proof of an intruder. Fear is nearly as tasty a snack as lust is… Most lust, anyways. This particular dragon has certainly set a new standard that will be difficult for anyone else to reach.
Valentino.
I’m sure it’s not his real name, but it suits him all the same.
He rubs the back of his neck and glances into the back seat again before pulling onto the highway. I suppress a giggle and blow him a silent kiss that he can’t see. He blinks in confusion and focuses on the road again.
Silly beast.
Sexy, yes, but still too trusting, especially for a dragon. I know why I was so quick to crawl all over him—it was the way his delicious energy was wafting under my nose like a cake in a bakery display—but is he always this easy? Does he fall at the feet of every pretty man who bats their eyelashes at him?
I grit my teeth again at the thought, and a low growl vibrates in my throat as I imagine sinking my claws and teeth into anyone who’s ever dared to put their hands on this dragon before me. The fact that they didn’t know he was mine doesn’t excuse it. I’llrip them back from the afterlife itself just to shred them all over again.
Valentino’s breathing speeds up and he presses the accelerator down, sending us flying faster down the highway, weaving between cars at a speed that might make a mortal nervous.
“Are you here, Xazedose?” he murmurs in a deep voice, his eyes flickering to the rearview mirror this time.
