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“I can help with securing you a new wardrobe,” a silky smooth, rich, velvety voice announced.
I flung around to face Asmoday, my eyes narrowed, my mouth curled into a snarl.
“Stay the hell away from me, sex demon!”
CHAPTER3
I lifted my pointer finger.“Uh, it’s lust demon, actually.”
And elf, but nobody cared about that half of my nature. Well, except for every single one of my family members on that side, but not the point. Especially since I was pretty sure it wasn’t me they cared about but what I was supposed to represent.
“Sex demon isn’t even a thing,” I added. Which this chick ought to know. She, too, was clearly a demon. Not sure what kind, though. She didn’t send off any particular vibes, other than super powerful ones.
She was something else, too, but it was hard to tell with the overpowering scent of incense and the fact that she could very well be cloaking herself. The blue hair and eyes were probably a clue, but I wasn’t savvy enough to pick up on it.
Not that it mattered. All that really mattered was, damn, this chick was smokin’ hot. It wasn’t often I went for my own kind, but when I did, I certainly went all in.
Which was a weird thing to think, because I’ve never even hooked up with another demon before. Yet this girl—I wanted to drown in her. I wanted to dive in and never, ever leave her again.
Aw, crap. Seriously? Wasthatwhat this was? My dad had warned me. He’d told me I couldn’t hide, that eventually, this would catch up to me.
And yeah, I’d thought hanging here at Blackthornwouldkeep me hidden. Probably because I’d assumed my future mate would be an elf, and not many elves attended this academy, for whatever reason.
This chick definitely wasn’t an elf.
“Whatever,” she said dismissively. “You aren’t helping me pick out a wardrobe.”
“Fine by me,” I said with a shrug. If I did, she’d be dressed in skimpy lace and leather, and if I was hot for her when she’s wearing sweats and an oversized hoodie, I definitely didn’t need to see her in something sexy. Not if she wasn’t into me.
That was odd, to be honest. Everybody was into me. When I first enrolled at Blackthorn, the headmistress had to cast a spell over all the faculty and students to keep them from hitting on me.
The spell wouldn’t go into effect for Daruka until we stepped onto school grounds, so, frankly, she should be pawing at me, begging me to strip her naked and do all sorts of naughty, naughty things to her.
And I’d happily comply.
“Oh, you know what he was doing,” I overheard Mrs. Caldwell saying to Professor Holtsclaw. “The same thing he’s always doing when he slips off school grounds.”
I grinned. Yep, I was seeking a little sexual satisfaction. Thanks to that spell the headmistress cast six years ago, none of the other students were interested in me—well, except for one, and we didn’t talk about that, because, hey, everybody made mistakes, right? My point was, lust demons had needs. Despite the spell, I could probably still convince some of my fellow students to enjoy a little hanky-panky, but slipping back to Liverpool and finding a little gratification between a human’s thighs was more of a challenge and, frankly, more convenient.
I mean, it wasn’t great. Humans were surprisingly fragile, so I always had to keep myself in check, but I still got off, eventually, and then I walked away and never had to see them again. A fellow student I’d have to see in the halls, day in and day out.
Been there, done that, not recommended.
Until now. New goal: seduce Daruka.
Couldn’t wait to get started.
If only she’d let me get close enough to whisper sweet nothings in her ear. But every time I inched toward her, she shuffled five steps farther away.
She also kept glancing at the sea like she was seriously contemplating diving overboard, which would be a terrible mistake. I’d go in after her, of course, but I sure as hell didn’t want to. Over here on the human side of the veil, it wasn’t too bad, but we were about to cross over into the paranormal world, and the creatures who hung out in the water over there weren’t exactly the nicest on the planet.
Right on cue, we hit the fog that obscured the veil between the two worlds. The ship barreled through, and I shivered as the cloaking spell I used to hide my wings was stripped away.
Because I could—and yeah, I was trying to impress the new girl—I stretched my black, leathery wings to their full length.
She didn’t even blink, which, belatedly, I realized wasn’t shocking at all. She probably saw demon wings all the time.
“Where are your wings?” I blurted.
