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He stands up, making the chair fall to the ground before he moves away. “Fucking bitch.”
I laugh, waving him away. “God. Even demon men think they have the audacity to be dicks.”
Amos lets out a chuckle. “It’s Andrew.”
My brow bounces. Huh?
“Spreading that rumor that Ledger got a dance from you for a hundred dollars.”
I smirk. “Not a rumor, but I think it’s because he needed my scent to follow me.”
“So, you were a stripper in the Earthbound world? How was that?” Amos asks.
I nod. “It had its ups and downs. Quick money, though.” I glance behind Amos, locking eyes with a guy in the far corner of the room. He has a mask with chains on it over his mouth and nose, leaving his bright lime-green eyes visible. He leans forward, chains jiggling and swinging. He’s in all black, just like his shoulder-length messy hair. His hands move to the table, and I see he has gloves on them.
Amos follows my gaze before leaning forward. “That’s Saw, a toxic hellhound.”
I smirk. “I happen to love toxic men.”
He cocks his brow as if he can hear me. Honestly if he’s a hound, he probably did. They have the ability to smell and hear anything
She snorts. “No, he’s not a toxic man. I mean… he might be. But he’s a—”
Before she can say anything, he moves and lifts his mask slightly. Then I see liquid running from under his mask; his spit, dripping from his lips. I let out a small gasp, and heat runs through me as my core clenches. What can I say, I love spit? But instantly, the spit starts to hiss as it burns through the wood.
“Oh, fuck me,” I say with a smirk, watching his toxic spit sizzle out. “How much of his spit would it take to hurt me? Is it enough to at least get me off first?”
His brows raise as if he didn’t know this is how I was going to act.
“Oh, please, you knew what you did, hound,” I say in a low voice. He and every other hound probably smell my arousal the instant it happened.
He sits back against the wall. His green eyes crinkle as if he has a smirk under his mask.
My pussy throbs. Human men seem… selfish. I mean, demons are, too. But human men just want to come instead of making me come. So, I am always left unsatisfied.
“Jigsaw sticks to himself. He’s a second-year hound with no reaper.”
I look at Amos. “Lucky me.” But when I look back at Jigsaw he rolls his lime-green eyes. I can’t help but smile. Between him and Inarian, I have a challenge. Of course, I want the hellhounds that don’t want me, but I’m always up for challenges. “Inarian?”
“Free for any reaper. But both guys have denied the multiple offers they’ve got.”
I bit into my apple, just as a tall, tan hound blocks my view of Saw by sitting right across from him. My eyes wander down his wide back, then I take in the curls on the top of his head.
“Can we talk?” Khazon says, making me jolt and look to the side. I didn’t even hear him get so close. I had been focused on men more than my surroundings.
“You need a bell,” I tease.
“Come on,” Khazon says, moving without me.
I share a look with Amos before grabbing my drink and apple, following Khazon. Miya is sitting with his hellhounds, arms crossed at her chest. I wave, smirking as her thin lips curl into a deeper frown.
“What are you doing here for real, Asura?” Khazon asks as soon as we get outside the mess hall.
I smirk, throwing my apple away in the nearest trash bin. “You don’t like me being at the academy?”
“No,” he says firmly. “Your father hired me to bring you home just to let you out again?”
I smile. “He thinks being a reaper would benefit me as the heir.”
