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But not one of the guys smiles. Cal looks up at me, and his eyes are ringed in demonic red as he says, “We’re going to give you so, so many presents.”
And I’m pretty sure that’s the truth, not a lie.
I tense in anticipation when his hand reaches between my legs, already imagining how soft his thumb will feel. But Cal doesn’t touch me. To my utter disappointment, he actually does pull out the mixer.
Nico drops my skirt and steps back as Cal stands, Kitchen Aid mixer in hand.
“Dinnae look so disappointed there, missy,” Nico whispers in my ear. “If you stay on our good list, you’ll get lots of presents.”
I bite back the urge to stick my tongue out at him. But damn.
“You all are mean,” I accuse.
Dem strides into the room, back lit by the fire, which is crackling merrily. The most beautiful of them all, he whips his shirt off. “It’s a little hot in here now, isn’t it?” He grins at me. And then he drops his pants.
I gape. I’ve watched lots of porn. Hell, I’ve slept with dragon shifters, who are as buff as they come. But Dem’s level of gorgeous? I’ve never experienced anything like it before. I’m stunned. He’s like one of those ornaments covered in glitter that’s just completely hypnotizing.
“Well, what are you waiting for?” Dem winks. “I need a cookie, stat!”
I’m supposed to bake while he just hangs out? Literally?
“This is a horror movie come to life!” I mutter as I turn to grab a jar of cinnamon, blowing a breath out and telling myself that I do have some self-control.
“Are you calling my dick a monster?”
“He’d be the tiniest monster in all of existence,” Cal quips.
“We all know that’s not true,” Dem retorts as he kicks off his shoes and pants, moving around the counter so I can see him in all of his glory up close as he cuffs Cal over the head.
Immediately, they start to grapple with each other.
“Hey!” I call out. “None of that in my kitchen! If you want to do it on a bearskin rug in front of my fireplace and pretend I’m watching some kinky adult channel…well then, go ahead.”
That makes all five of them turn to me and grin madly. “Think we’ve got her riled up?” Bryn asks, pride evident in his tone. For once, he doesn’t look on the verge of sleep.
“Oh, yeah.” Dem grins.
I shake my head. “Whatever happened to the ‘get to know you conversations’ that are part of the first bit of dating?”
“We’ve known you for years, lass,” Nico responds. “Know your favorite color is yellow, despite all this red and green getup you’ve got going in honor of your dad.”
“I know that you sleep on your right side every night,” Bryn adds, tucking his hair back before leaning his elbows onto the countertop and giving me a lazy grin.
“How do you know that?” I query.
“We’ve flown up and peeked into your window a time or two,” he responds, not at all ashamed or embarrassed.
“I know you hate when the fucking cherubs don’t finish their cookies,” Gus tells me, finally joining the conversation as he leans against the wall, his tattooed body so dark, it’s like a shadow. “It makes you want to punch them out.”
I turn to him, aghast. “Younever finish your cookies.” He’s the one who’s made me the most insecure about my baking these past few weeks.
He grins. An actual, real-life grin from a wrath demon. “I know. I love it when you get pissed. It’s hot.”
Hellfire must rain down on my vag right then, because that level of devious combined with his rare smile sets me off. Damn.
“You arenaughty,” I tell him with a smile.
“Yes, I am.” He slides his shirt off. “And you’re more beautiful than all the stars combined.”
