Unbound (5 page)

Chapter 9

When he’d captured this tiny creature, he’d fully expected to eat her. At least, he thought that was why he wanted her, but she hadn’t behaved like food. No, she’d been much more interesting. There was something about her scent that drew him, something about the courage in her eyes and the soft skin covering her body.

Worthless skin, really. No scales, not a single fang or talon. She was really quite helpless, but she’d faced him without fear. That alone kept him from eating her. Food generally feared the creature that intended to eat them.

Instead, she’d touched him. Seemed fascinated by his scales, interested in his cock. When she’d licked him there he’d almost cried. There was a memory. Very faint, maybe not even real, of someone licking his cock, but he couldn’t recall the details.

He was still trying to remember when she crawled up his body, looked him in the eye, and slowly settled herself over the entire length of him. But why? She couldn’t want to do this. Her kind didn’t like his kind, but who was he to complain?

She rode him slowly, sliding up and down, and he was careful to keep the barbs flat so he wouldn’t hurt her. He knew they were there but not why. For some reason, he didn’t want to hurt her. Her eyes were wide, as if she were surprised, so he lay back on the soft grass and let her take him.

He wasn’t going to last. Not at all. Not with that silky sheath sliding up and down his whole length and her soft little hands kneading his groin. No, he wouldn’t last long at all. Didn’t want to. Didn’t have to.

He moaned and wondered why sex wasn’t always like this, so soft and sweet with a creature who smelled so good. He wished he knew why she seemed familiar, why he felt as if they’d done this before. Some other time, some other place, but almost dreamlike. A fantasy.

Did demons have fantasies? He didn’t think so, but if not, how could he remember one?

He gazed up at her, at the spiky white hair with the black streak running through it, at her small, round breasts bouncing just over his face, and knew he’d seen her like this before, though she hadn’t been alone. No . . . there’d been another, but he couldn’t remember, could only feel. Could only experience the most amazing feelings.

He was going to come. He felt it boiling up from the base of his spine, spreading through his body to his balls, heading straight to his cock. With a huge jerk of his hips, he almost dislodged her as his entire body convulsed. Good. So good, and she was staring at him. Staring with a dazed expression in her eyes, and her lips were peeling back.

Would she scream when she came? Would she come with him?

Suddenly, she lunged forward, mouth wide and fangs! Where the hell did that soft little creature get fangs? She buried them in his throat and clung to his chest, biting deep. His body jerked and he came again in a rush of pain and pleasure and then more pain. Intense pain!

His balls drew up, his cock jerked. His throat was on fire with her fangs buried deep, and he realized he might actually die.

And then his world went black.

* * *

“Addie? Are you okay? Addie? Wake up.”

She nuzzled the warm chest beneath her cheek and felt her vaginal muscles clench around something obviously large and male. “Of course I’m okay.” She managed to raise her head and smile at Locan without dislodging Jett’s cock. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

He was squatting down beside her with the most incredulous look on his face. “Uh, because you just fucked a demon?”

“What?” She swung her head around and stared into Jett’s bemused green eyes, and it all came back. “Jett? You’re you!”

He blinked. “Who else should I be?”

“It worked!” Addie sat up, straddling his slim hips and holding him deep inside. She ran her fingers over her teeth. They felt perfectly normal. “I don’t remember biting him.”

“What’s going on?” Jett sat up, but he wrapped an arm around Addie’s waist and held her close. “What are we doing here?”

“You bit him. Biggest fangs. I was impressed.” Locan grinned at Addie and then shook his head when he turned to Jett. “That demon that bit you? It shot you full of venom that made you revert to your demon form. You’ve been a demon for over twenty-four hours.”

“Shit.” He stared at Addie. “Are you telling me you fucked a demon?”

She shrugged. “It was the only way to turn you back. That and biting you in the throat.” She grinned at Locan. “I had fangs? Really? Damn. I can’t even remember.”

“Addie!” Jett grabbed her face in both hands and made her face him. “You had sex with me in my demon form? Did I hurt you?”

She shook her head. “Only the first time when you changed during sex with Locan and me. I think it was a defense mechanism, but that”—she pointed at his softening cock, which had finally slipped out of her sex—“has barbs when you’re a demon. You must have kept them locked down when we had sex this time.” She leaned over and kissed him, hard. “And I have to tell you, you’re going to have to work really hard to impress me now. Demon sex is hot.”

“Oh it is, is it?” Locan grabbed her hand and helped pull her to her feet. “Even with the stench?”

Addie reached for Jett. He stood, but he still looked a little shaky. “Well,” she said. “After a while I couldn’t smell him as much. I think he burned out my scent receptors.”

“Gee, thanks.” Jett wrapped an arm around Addie and another around Locan. “Do you mind if we have this conversation at home? I need a bath.”

“I could use a meal, too.” Locan slipped an arm around Jett. “I tossed my last one.”

Jett shook his head. “That’s weird. I’m not at all hungry.”

Addie glanced at Logan and caught the twinkle in his eyes as she
thought
them home. Considering Jett had eaten a demon almost as big as himself tonight, she figured he wouldn’t be hungry for at least a couple more hours. She wondered if they should tell him.

Glancing at the sexy guy they’d managed to save, she decided she might hold back that little bit of information. It just didn’t fit with Jett’s image.

* * *

A few hours later, comfortably snuggled between both her guys, Addie awoke to the sense of something calling. She knew immediately what it was. Generally Locan got the message when they were needed for a hunt, but the feeling she was getting felt exactly as he’d described it in the past—a nagging, insistent call to rise, to arm herself, to hunt.

She stretched and rolled over just as Locan sat up. He turned and grinned at her.

“Give sleepyhead a poke. It’s time to go.”

She leaned over, blew in Jett’s ear and then scooted up to lean against the headboard. “I know. This time I heard the call. Any idea what it is?”

“Yeah.” Jett rubbed his ear, grumbled and flung his arm over his eyes. “It’s too damned early.”

“You didn’t hear it?”

Addie plucked his arm away from his face. He squinted at her and snarled. “Of course I heard it. I’m just trying to ignore it.”

“We can’t ignore this one.” Locan stood, shoved his long silver hair out of his eyes, grabbed Addie’s hand and tugged her to her feet. “I’m hoping it sounds worse than it is, but it looks like we’re headed to Hollywood.”

That brought Jett out of bed, all dark and tousled and looking as gorgeous as ever. “Hollywood? How come?”

“Some shmuck’s making a movie about demons. It appears the actors are the real thing.”

“Shit.” Jett slipped his pants on. “How could they tell?”

“One of them just ate the assistant director.”

Addie slapped a hand over her mouth. “Oh. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t laugh but that’s just bad.”

Locan leaned close and kissed her. “You’re not kidding. Good assistants are hard to find.”

Addie was still chuckling when the three of them, fully dressed and armed to the teeth, linked arms. “California, here we come!” She glanced from Jett to Locan.

They nodded, giving Addie the lead. She thought
Hollywood
.

And just like that, the stone walls of their bedroom disappeared.

Watch for Demon Lovers,

Book 3: UNMASKED

About the Author

Kate Douglas is the lead author of Kensington Publishing’s Aphrodisia imprint and the author of the popular erotic paranormal romance series
Wolf Tales
, as well as the Zebra series
DemonSlayers
. She is currently working on her newest Aphrodisia series,
Dream Catchers
, as well as her online serial,
Demon Lovers
. Kate and her husband of almost forty years have two adult children and five grandchildren. They live in the beautiful mountains of Lake County, California, north of the Napa Valley wine country.