AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“What is this?” Almaac asks as he takes Diane’s seat and positions her in his lap.
I look over to my two demons, who have taken up seats at the table behind where Almaac and Diane are sitting so they can watch me with their wide, eager eyes. Toron’s hand is still on my back, but it’s stiff and unmoving now that Erkoz and Xoth are here. I can practically feel his thoughts trying to work out if it’s better to drop his hand and make it known it was on me or keep it in place and hope no one notices he’s touching me. My no touching rule has been greatly misconstrued when I only meant I didn’t want them touching my vagina or boobs.
“We’re getting drunk,” Diane giggles, and I realize the world is swaying around me. Damn, maybe the alcohol is more potent than we thought.
“What is this? Drunk?” Almaac asks as he turns Diane to face him. His eyes narrow on her flushed cheeks and the bright smile before he’s staring at me with the same scowl he gives Erkoz when he wants to blame him for something. “What did you do?”
“Leave my mate alone,” Erkoz jests. “She is having fun with her sister. Look at their smiles.”
“Yeah, I’m having fun with my sister,” Diane pouts up at Almaac, which is hilarious because he looks like he’s been slapped in the face.
“No more of this,” Almaac pushes Diane’s cup away from her reach, but she only howls with laughter.
“No fun,” I pout at Almaac, but he only shakes his head. “If she drinks more, she’ll probably do all kinds of weird things in bed with you.”
“She already does whatever I want in bed,” Almaac cuts me another look, but I only laugh more instead of shutting up like he wants. Diane and my demons are not far behind in laughing at Almaac’s slow descent into insanity at watching Diane become the drunk version of herself.
“I should’ve figured out some games to play while we were doing this,” I tell Diane. “As it stands, the only fun we’ll be having is at Almaac’s expense.”
Almaac’s eyes flash red for a moment, and Erkoz is quick to try to calm him even though he’s enjoying Almaac’s irritable mood. “She doesn’t want your cock, Almaac. She is obviously not herself right now.”
“You should listen to Erkoz,” Diane says, which has more howls coming from the demons, but also a few tense glances from the others to see how badly Almaac is about to lose it. “He’s a wonderful male.” Diane turns to face him, but Erkoz only smiles while he shakes his head. “Really, I think he’s such a good man.” She reaches out to grab his hand, but Almaac is quick about hissing at Erkoz and pulling Diane close to him.
“Take her to bed, brother,” Erkoz laughs some more. “She is having fun. Maybe you can have fun together.”
Almaac’s eyes are still red as he looks from Erkoz to Diane to me and back again. Diane has already forgotten what she was talking about a moment before. Now she’s crawling in Almaac’s lap until she’s straddling his legs and pulling on his horns, trying to get his attention like a toddler. He ignores her for a moment and then sighs.
“What is it you want?”
“Did I make you mad?” Oh shit, she’s more of a lightweight than I remember her being when we went out and partied. She’ll be crying in all of two seconds if Almaac says the wrong thing.
“Of course not.” Almaac’s eyes flicker back to black as he cups her face. Her eyes are already leaking tears, and she’s sucking in her bottom lip to keep herself from crying. “No tears for Almaac.” He brushes them away before leaning his forehead against hers. “Does my mate want to go home?”
Diane takes a long, shaky breath before nodding her head. She looks over to me with a sad look, but I wave it away. She doesn’t want to leave me alone, but I’ll be fine. I’m drunk, but I’m not about to collapse into a fit of tears like her. If anything, I’ll be making poor choices about how much clothing I should be wearing. Not that any of the demons haven’t seen it before.
“Go to bed, Diane.” I give her a smile. “Next time, you only get one shot.”
Almaac looks at me like I’ve grown a second head. “No, next time.”
“Uh, yes, next time,” I mock his attitude. “Probably when you’re out hunting next.”
Almaac’s jaw ticks back and forth, but before he can say anything to me, Xoth is clapping his shoulder and saying something in a low voice that I can’t make out. Almaac shakes his head but turns on his heel with Diane in his arms.
Erkoz moves to sit in Almaac’s seat, snatching my cup from right in front of me. He holds out his hand, asking for the moonshine skin that I have in my lap. I narrow my eyes on him, wanting to know what he wants it for, but Toron, wanting to be on Erkoz’s good side since he enjoys my attention, grabs it and hands it over.
“Rude,” I snap at him.
“Your mate allows his female to touch me.” Toron shrugs. “I’m not going to ruin that by aiding in your mischief.”
I huff in his lap and turn to face Erkoz, who is still smiling as he watches Toron betray me. He tips the skin so some moonshine spills into the cup and then sniffs it. His face scrunches up in disgust, but then he hands the cup back to me. “Drink.”
“Drink?” I question him. I don’t know what game he’s playing right now, but I kind of want to find out.
“Drink.” A hand on the back of my neck has me leaning into it. Xoth brushes my hair down my back, swatting away Toron’s hand when he reaches it on my back.
I raise the cup to my lips and swallow the fourth shot. The burn has lessened, but it still tastes god awful. I choke for a second as the liquid makes its way down to my stomach, but once I’m calm, Xoth pulls me out of Toron’s lap. I only have a moment to realize I’m being manhandled as the world spins around me, and giggles escape my lips.
“I will follow you in a moment,” Erkoz says. I try to focus on where he’s at, but Xoth is rushing through the great hall, only stopping when he throws me on a bed.
