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Indestructible, all-knowing gods, able to see anything and everything at the drop of a hat.

That couldn’t be further from the truth. While Gray would admit he had more control over

his abilities than most Oracles, as a whole, Oracles played bitch to their powers more often

than not. Visions could strike without notice and once one started, there was no stopping it.

Clarity was also an issue. While the message of some visions was as clear as a pane of glass,

others were a jumbled mess of colours, images and sound. In those situations, Oracles were

forced to use their heightened abilities of deduction and intuition to determine the correct

meaning. A correct interpretation, in some situations, could truly mean the difference

between life and death. It was for that reason Gray preferred to have as much information as

possible before he let himself fall into a vision. Topping it all off was the fact that there were

big blank spots in their vision where events might directly influence the Oracle. Omnipotent?

Ha! An Oracle’s
Sight
was far from an exact science.

A tingle at the back of his neck had Gray fighting back a shiver. An oppressive darkness

filled the room. It was a feeling he’d experienced before and was always found in places

where murder and betrayal had taken place. There was no doubt in his mind that the king

had been murdered. He just had to find out who had committed the crime.

“Is there anything else you wanted to tell me, before I begin?” While additional

information wouldn’t do anything to change what Gray saw, he always felt it was polite to

make the offer. It tended to make those hiring him feel helpful which, in turn, was good for

business.

Smirking, Dreo shook his head. “Nothing pertinent to your job. You will, of course, be

bringing me along on your vision—as a witness.”

It wasn’t a question, which immediately got Gray’s hackles up. “You don’t trust me?”

“Quite the contrary. There are others, however, who will not be so quick to believe the

word of an outsider. Demons have long lives and even longer memories. Past grievances are

never truly forgotten. For that fact alone, we don’t easily trust those outside our race.”

“But you trust me?” Disbelief coloured Gray’s words.

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“More than anyone else in the world,” Dreo responded.

Gray listened for a sign of mockery or humour in his words, but found none. That

realisation filled him with a warmth he had never experienced before. Heat pooled in his

stomach before heading south to settle in his groin. Perking up at the sensation, his dick

filled, ready to see some action. For a moment, he was tempted to give into the feeling.

As an Oracle, he was constantly inundated with all the emotions the world had to offer,

both the good and the bad. After a while, he had become numb to them all. It was something

all Oracles did because it was one of the few ways to cope with their gift without losing their

minds under the constant onslaught. That, combined with the fact that most people

immediately doubted the truth of his visions, had made him a bit jaded. Dreo’s

unquestioning belief was something he’d never experienced before. He just wanted to shut

himself away from the world and bask in the novelty of it. Unfortunately, he knew that was

not a possibility. Shoring up his resolve, he turned his focus back to the situation at hand.

While he had no problem allowing Dreo to accompany him on his vision, it would have

been polite to at least be asked first. His ire grew at the man’s highhanded order. Biting back

a comment that was sure to get him into trouble, he settled for a stiff nod of agreement. The

subtle quirk of Dreo’s brow told Gray he hadn’t masked his annoyance as well as he’d

believed. Oh, well. He couldn’t be held accountable for having bitchy thoughts.

Turning away, Gray wandered casually around the room, taking in the rich splendour

of his surroundings. Lord Lucifer had obviously been a fan of the arts, as evidenced by the

numerous paintings and sculptures placed strategically around the room. When he felt

Dreo’s dark presence at his back, he struggled to keep his focus on the beauty that

surrounded him, but to no avail. The Demon enticed him to the point of distraction. Gray

wanted to blame it on Dreo’s Lust Demon tendencies, but he knew it would be a lie.

“My team will be here in less than an hour,” Gray murmured, his voice surprisingly

hoarse. He tried to keep his thoughts on business and not on the overwhelming desire to

know what Dreo’s body looked like under all those clothes. The clear definition of hard-

packed abs though the thin material of Dreo’s shirt as it pulled tight across his broad chest

was driving Gray to distraction. Licking his lips, he couldn’t help but wonder what all the

golden skin would taste like. “We should get out of here.” He groaned in frustration. “The

longer we stay, the more likely it is that I will have a vision. With everything that’s

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happened, I’m not willing to risk that happening without them here to watch my back. If we

head back the way we came, we can go wait for them back in the main hall.”

Dreo took a step into him, his front pressed flush against Gray’s backside, causing

Gray’s cock to perk up and take notice. Gray could feel Dreo’s answering hardness as it

pressed, hot and heavy, against his crease. If the size of the bulge prodding his ass was any

indication, the Demon was hung like a horse. Gray had never thought of himself as a size

queen, but just the thought of Dreo shoving his massive shaft between his swollen lips or

drilling it into his tight ass, had him practically coming in his pants.

Giving in to the need building inside him, Gray reached back and ran his palm down

Dreo’s thick, cloth covered length, before giving it a firm squeeze. The moan that escaped his

Demon was music to Gray’s ears. He loved a vocal lover, loved that he was able to give such

a strong, dominant man enough pleasure to loosen his tightly maintained control. Grabbing a

fistful of his dark locks, Dreo jerked Gray’s head to the side before leaning down to take his

mouth in a brutal kiss. Their meeting was a violent mix of lips, teeth and tongues that left

Gray with the faint taste of blood in his mouth. Pulling back when the need for air became

too great, Gray gasped for breath, watching Dreo, apprehensively.

“We can’t do this…” Gray’s words were cut off by a gasp as Dreo buried his face in

Gray’s neck, sinking his teeth into the muscled flesh of his shoulder. His knees went weak

and he nearing lost his footing. Dreo’s actions left him feeling off balance and out of control,

driving all rational thought from his mind.

“No, Oracle,” Dreo hummed. “That’s where you’re wrong. I’ll show you that we can,

and will do this. Don’t worry about a thing.” He thrust forward, allowing his cock to ride the

seam of Gray’s ass.

“Not…what I…meant,” Gray groaned, as Dreo reached around his body and gave his

erection a rough rub down. Gray used the last of his willpower to shove Dreo away before

things went too far. “What I meant was, we can’t do this…
here
. Heightened emotions can

affect the residual energy in the room and mess with my powers. If we don’t get out of here,

we are going to destroy any chance we have of finding out who poisoned your king.”

“So, you’re not going to try to fight me on this and come up with a hundred reasons

why it isn’t a good idea and that this isn’t a good time?”

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“Hell, no!” Gray practically growled. “If you don’t fuck me soon, I’m going to explode,

and not in a good way. Besides, there’s no way I’ll be able to have an accurate vision with

this kind of lust riding me. At least not without running the risk of destroying all the latent

energies in the room. Think of it as a community service,” Gray replied eagerly. As soon as

he realised what he’d said, he wanted to take the words back. God, could he be any more

desperate?

Dreo’s lips slowly curled into a wicked smile. “Community service,” he smirked. “Is

that what the kids are calling it these days?”

Gray’s face went beet red. “You know that’s not what I mean,” he stammered.

“But you said I had to fuck you…that it would be a service to the community?”

“That’s not what I meant and you know it,” Gray snapped sharply. “You’re just being

melodramatic ass.” He was still irritated with himself. The last thing he needed was to come

off needy and pathetic.

Dreo stopped his words with a hard press of lips. Pulling back, he latched a hold of

Gray’s arm and dragged him towards the door. “Don’t worry about a thing, baby. You just

come with me. We’ll go to my place and take care of you. After all,” he leered, “the fate of the

world could depend on my ability to fuck you into submission.”

Gray didn’t even have time to respond, before he found himself being pulled through a

maze of winding hallways. Hopefully, he didn’t get separated from Dreo. It was bad enough

he had taken a pit stop in hell. The last thing he wanted was to make this little side trip a

permanent change in zip code.

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After being dragged down more hallways than he could keep track of, Gray finally got

a chance to catch his breath when Dreo stopped in front of a plain black door with an

elaborate silver knob. It was surrounded by filigreed metal that spanned nearly the whole

right edge of the wood, both above and below the handle. Reaching into his pocket, Dreo

produced a matching silver key with the same filigree on the handle. Before Gray had a

chance to ask any questions, Dreo had the entrance open and practically threw Gray inside.

The door slammed shut behind them and they were momentarily plunged into darkness.

Panic started to rise up in Gray, but was squashed a moment later when he heard Dreo

make a move to the right, and a soft yellow glow filled the room. At a different time, Gray

would have been curious about Dreo’s home. Thankfully, with his lust riding him hard, this

was not that time.

With nimble fingers, he made quick work of the closure of Dreo’s pants and had them

pulled down past the man’s knees in seconds. As the metal teeth released, Gray was treated

to his first look at Dreo’s amazing dick. The discovery that Dreo went commando had Gray

immediately sinking to his knees, bringing him to eye level with Dreo’s more than

substantial cock. It had to be the most amazing piece of meat he had ever seen in his life. It

was long, thick and uncut, just the way Gray like it. The mushroomed cap was swollen and

flushed, nearly purple in colour. The slit was weeping copious amounts of pearly fluid,

making his mouth water at the thought of getting a taste of the other man’s essence.

Bracing himself on Dreo’s meaty thighs, Gray looked up into dark eyes burning with an

inner glow of hellfire. He was desperate to get the other man’s hot dick in his mouth, but he

had to be sure this was what Dreo wanted. He had never been one to go where he wasn’t

wanted.

“Dreo?” He hated the note of pleading in his voice. He had made it a personal pledge to

himself to never again beg anyone for anything. The fact that he was so desperate for Dreo

that he would throw aside that promise would have worried him, if his need for the man

before him wasn’t so great.

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Dreo’s jaw clenched and the tendons of his neck pulled tight, straining against his skin.

His hands were fisted at his sides, displaying thick, ropy veins running the length of his

forearm. Gray wanted to trace those veins with his tongue. Dreo’s nostrils flared and his eyes

widened, pupils completely swallowed by the hellfire within. A quick nod of his head gave

Gray the permission he required and had him springing into action.

He practically dived at Dreo’s crotch, gripping the man’s cock in a tight fist before

taking it into his waiting mouth. The moment the hot piece of flesh touched his tongue, he

was overwhelmed by the dark, musky flavour of the man. Gray had never tasted anything

more delicious. Desperate for another taste, he flattened his tongue and laved the fat head of

Dreo’s dick, urgently suckling the tip, drawing out more of the flavour he craved.

Gray was totally enthralled with his task. When Dreo’s heavy hand came down on the

back of his head, gripping his hair in a tight fist, he jerked in surprise. Looking up, his mouth

still full of cock, Gray was instantly mesmerised by the look of lust on Dreo’s face. With his

eyelids at half mast, his head thrown back and his long curtain of hair hanging loose around

his shoulders, the man was a work of art.