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“Don’t call me that, you know I go by Tate now.”
I shook my head. Of course, he would argue that point like that was the most important thing when he was standing before me, covered in blood. “What did you do?”
His eyes lit up, flashing with the yellow of demonic power for a moment before being consumed with enthusiasm. “You should have seen it, lover. Dad needed some information, and he didn’t ask me… he didn’t need to. But I knew I could get the guy to talk.”
I squeezed my eyes shut. This wasn’t the first time I’d been faced with the reality of what Tate was capable of, and I only had myself to blame. He was dark and charming when we met, and I couldn’t quite admit to myself that there was more to him than I had seen when I fell for him.
“What did you do?” I asked, the words muffled behind my hands as I ran them down my face.
Tate laughed. “How much detail do you want? I let him see my eyes. The yellow flashes can be so powerful in scaring the shit out of people. And theteeth…oh, the teeth are helpful too. Sharper than they used to be, perfect for taking off fingers, and—”
“Enough!”
While he stopped talking, the smirk never left his face, and he approached me, sauntering over while removing his blood-splattered coat and letting it drop to the floor. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, and a growl pulled through my throat at the sight of his taut chest muscles. I couldn’t move, frozen in place as he stopped in front of me, still smirking, and traced his fingers along my chest and up my arms, pulling my hands from in front of my face.
“Don’t tell me you’re squeamish about a little blood,” he said, lifting my limp hand to his lips and planting a kiss on my palm. “You’re the demon, after all.” His eyes flashed yellow again, and my stomach churned. He wasn’t even trying to keep control of his powers. “Do you want to taste it with me?”
“Did you…” I swallowed, “… kill him?”
“Of course.”
My chest ached, and at the same time there was a pull from inside me as my demon awoke. The scent of the stranger’s blood in my home and the idea of the violence was awakening a part of me I wasn’t yet experienced at controlling.
Tate dropped to his knees and began undoing my pants. I wanted to tell him no, to stop, but the words were lost in my throat as he took my cock into his mouth, working his tongue expertly around the shaft and head. With every flick of his tongue and the way he worked his hands, my demon gained further control until my eyes were blazing yellow, and my skin was turning an inky black. Tate looked up at me, his yellow eyes meeting mine. “There’s my demon.”
I growled, and he took my cock into his mouth again.
Jolting awake, the warm sensation on my cock was still there. Flinging off the blanket, Jacob was between my legs, smiling coyly as he flicked his tongue across the head of my erect cock, achingly hard in his hands.
I felt my demon stir.
“No.” I shifted, pushing Jacob away before sliding across the bed and out of his reach. “No, I can’t do this right now. I’m sorry.”
The smile dropped, and there was anger and pain in his eyes. “What?” He sat up. “What are you talking about?”
He was naked, as was I, and there was nothing I wanted more than to bend him over again and take him hard until he came from penetration alone. But my dream and memories were so vivid in my mind, merging the images of Tate and Jacob, and I couldn’t stand it.
“Nothing,” I said, running my hand down my face. “Nothing’s going on. I’m sorry.”
“This on-again-off-again thing is getting a bit old, Mike.”
“I know… I’m sorry.” I squeezed my eyes shut. What could I tell him? What I should do was push him away and tell him never to come back, that I was no good, and that fucking him last night had been a mistake.
But I couldn’t.
Because I cared about him, and I was weak, a coward.
“What isgoing on?”
I couldn’t undo what I had done to Tate, but I wouldn’t let anything happen to Jacob.
“Nothing, nothing.” I cleared my throat. “I’ll take care of it.”
TATE
There was no security on the house, and from what I knew of the resident, he didn’t need it.
What was the difference between Earl and other demons who had chosen to reside on Earth? Looks, mainly. He was darkness, inside and out, and it practically glowed from him. Even humans who didn’t know his true nature were freaked out by him. He simply oozed danger, and he played into it, behaving like the absolute scum he was. What did he have to lose?
