“A tank top. I want to see your sexy arms.”
Chuckling, I nod. “Got it.”
I dig through my bag looking for the black tank I know I have. I find it at the bottom, quickly changing into it, then running my fingers through my hair.
I open my arms, and he steps into them, brushing his warm lips against my neck. My stomach flutters and my cock swells,my thoughts absorbed with all the things I can do to my pretty demon later tonight. My dragon surges forward, sending scales rippling across my skin and warming my chest even more. Drax tilts his face up, offering his luscious lips for a sweet kiss.
I have another decision to make—what to do about this bond. Sure, it was accidental, but I almost can’t imagine a life without Drax in it now. The mating isn’t complete until I give him my fire, and once I do that, there’s no turning back for either of us.
“Ready?”
Drax nods. “Ready.”
We leave his room and join Atlas and Roman. Cassius appears just a few seconds later, decked out in a tight white suit that shows off his considerable assets.
“Shall we?” Cassius asks.
“Does Auri ever come out?” I ask.
“Rarely,” Atlas says. “Usually only when he’s hunting for a new pet.”
The words resonate deeply. He was hunting me all along. That feels kind of cool.
“Santorini, here we come,” Roman says as we all join hands and slip into the void.
I’m relaxed in the darkness between realms, clinging to my mate, as if this is no different from a bus ride. I guess I’ve gotten used to it.
In mere seconds, our feet touch sandy steps leading up a small cliffside, the white buildings and blue roofs clearly visible in the bright light of the full moon.
Oh. The full moon. That’s why Roman is so randy. It should be an interesting night.
I pick up the sound of muted music coming from deep within the rock face as Cassius gestures with a flourish in the air.
“Come along, gentleman. There’s fun to be had.”
Taking Drax’s hand in mine, I follow the twink vampire along the stone path and between two columns. Tucked into a narrow pathway is a large black door. A few people stand outside it, and the distant music is louder.
“Is this just for supes?” I ask.
“No.” Cassius grins. “Mortals come here too. It’s wonderful.”
We approach the door, where a massive figure guards the door. He turns his red-eyed gaze to me and my jaw drops.
“Balls of fire. I thought they were just legends.”
Drax squeezes my arm. “Rare. There are only a handful of minotaur left around the world.”
He must stand easily over seven feet tall, with a body mass that rivals any I’ve seen. Thick black horns protrude from his forehead, and his silky black hair falls in waves around his broad shoulders. He’s covered in thick hair, but with very human legs and feet.
His face lights up, completely at odds with his menacing stature. “Cassius, my friend. Good to see you.”
“Good to see you too, Aeson.” Cassius gestures to us. “You remember my friends.”
“Yes, but there’s a new face.”
I step forward slightly, offering my hand. “Mac.”
Aeson heartily shakes my hand. “Dragon.”
