“I won’t tell anyone,” Knight said quickly, firmly. He took a shaky breath. “And I—I think—”
He stopped, frowning. He pressed a hand against his breastbone, where he could feel a faint tugging sensation. It felt vaguely familiar.
“You think ...?” Pink prompted.
Knight opened his mouth, then closed it again, his eyes widening when he could finally place the feeling.
He was being summoned. Notdreamscapesummoned—summonedsummoned.
Pink seemed to notice where he was touching, his wide eyes. Her lips quirked.
“Only in the dreamscape, huh?”
“I-I—” What was happening? Why was the human summoning him now?
“Go,” Pink said, laughing. “I’ll cover for you. Just make sure you find the time to come back and give me an update, all right?” Pink glanced in the direction of the other demons. “That’s if I’m still around by then,” she said, almost to herself.
“Right.” Knight blinked. “Right.”
He didn’t waste any more time. He closed his eyes and let himself be pulled.
THREE
When he opened his eyes again, he was standing in an unfamiliar room. It was a small thing, with a bed resting against the wall directly in front of him, and what looked like a sitting room and kitchenette sitting to his right.
The first thing to properly hit him, though, was thescent.
He almost groaned aloud, his mouth flooding with saliva.
Then his eyes took in the human scrambling to their feet in front of him. The literal human from his dreams.
He was tall by human standards. Unlike demons, who could grow up to eight feet, humans seemed to average at around six or below. Knight himself was about seven and a half feet, which meant the human had to be up to six. His sexy, fat frame was hidden underneath a worn, short-sleeved cotton shirt and pants, both fabrics in a dark wine-red colour that brought out all the warmth in his gorgeous deep, brown skin.
Almighty, that scent was going to drive him to madness. Would his skin or the slightly messy coils of his dark afro be as soft as it looked if Knight reached out to touch?
Knight could hear the human’s heartbeat pounding, could see his pulse dancing at the base of his throat. He wanted to presshis mouth against the dip, feel that soft drumming against his lips.
“You’re real,” the human finally breathed, staring at Knight with wide, disbelieving eyes.
Knight’s lips quirked. “Did you really expect me not to be?” His voice came out unintentionally husky.
The human’s eyes dropped to Knight’s quirked mouth, and his scent changed,bloomed, making Knight’s mouth get even wetter.Almighty.
“I—” The human shook his head. Squared his shoulders. “I-I’m not—I summoned you here to make a deal.”
Knight felt a brief pang of disappointment, which was quickly replaced with a mixture of excitement and just a little bit of trepidation.
A contract.
His firstrealone.
“Go on,” Knight said, trying to sound benevolent and like he’d done this a thousand times before.
“I’m being ... stalked,” the human hedged, not meeting his eyes. Knight quickly tempered down the sharp swell of rage he felt at anyone causing his human distress.
Shit. Fuck.
Not “his” human.
