Page 9 of Darcy By Day, Demon By Night

I snorted at the thought of Yuri being subservient. “Yuri and I are good friends, nothing else. He helped me organize this party.”

“There was no party before, was there?” she asked. “You did all this for me, didn’t you?”

“Um, maybe?” I felt a little embarrassed.

“No one has ever done something like this for me before,” she said, stepping close. “You threw an entire party because you wanted to get to know me. That’s fucking hot!”

I chuckled and opened my mouth to say she was worth it, but she grabbed me by the horns and pulled my mouth to hers.

Chapter 3

Eden

I was about to have sex with a demon.

Oh my god, I was about to have sex with a demon!

When I grabbed his horns and tugged his head down, I expected him to laugh and pull out of my grip. Instead our lips met, and I experienced another round of his drugging kisses. I might have thought he was using magic on me, but I could tell he was as affected as I was. The erection that had flagged as we talked came back full force, poking me in the belly.

Vanth moaned and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close. My breasts squashed against his hard chest and my grip tightened on his horns. God, he was a good kisser!

He ended the kiss but didn’t pull away. “Can I touch you?” he asked, his words whispering against my cheek. “I’m desperate to touch you all over.”

“Yes,” I groaned, letting go of his horns. I reached back to find the zipper to the skirt. My hands were shaking so it was hard to get it down.

“I can help,” he offered.

“Please,” I agreed and started to turn only to have my skirt disappear off my body and reappear folded on a nearby table. “That’s a neat trick.”

“I’m full of them,” he murmured as he sank to his knees in front of me. He nuzzled his face between my breast as he cupped them with both hands.

“It’s fitting I’m on my knees,” he said, his breath hot against my skin. “Because I want to worship you.”

The combination of his touch and words did all kinds of delightful things to me. My skin felt electrified everywhere he put his lips and a swooping feeling hit my stomach as he kneaded my breasts.

My head fell back and I moaned, swaying on my feet.

“I’m going to lay you down,” he said, picking me up. I didn’t like the idea of the hard stone floor, but I was too impatient for more to object. To my surprise, when he laid me down, it was on a mound of soft pillows in front of the fire. They definitely hadn’t been there before.

“Did you make these appear?” I asked.

He nodded his head, his silver horns glinting in the firelight. All my other questions vanished as I became obsessed with those horns. Without thinking, I reached up and touched one. I started at the tip and ran my fingers all the way to the base. When I got to where the horn met his scalp, Vanth shuddered.

“Does that feel good?” I asked.

“So good,” he mumbled, so I did it again. I brought up my other hand so I could touch both horns at the same time. His eyes rolled back and he let out a moan.

I kept massaging the base of his horns until he drew back.

“Too good,” he grumbled, taking my hands in his. “It’s your turn to feel good.”

Caging both wrists in one hand, he drew them over my head and held them there. I’d read about this move in countless novels. It always seemed hot on the page, and in reality it was so much better!

He put his lips to mine.

More kisses.

Drugging kisses.