“Ferkos. Apparently, they were too nasty. Even for him.”
I thought of all the erotic activities that we’d just walked away from. “That must be pretty nasty.”
“You have no idea.”
When we arrived at the door, Azar stopped us. “One more rule, Fatou.”
“Yes.”
“Do not talk, unless he directly asks you a question and even then, be careful.”
My heart boomed in my ears. “Okay.”
“Keep the caps on. If he sees your fangs, then it will be a problem. I do not feel like fighting him tonight. I would have no energy for the Boto Brothers tomorrow.”
“Okay.”
Azar knocked on the door.
The door opened by itself.
We walked in.
A handsome incubus demon stood in the center of a large room surrounded by mirrored walls and a mirrored ceiling. He had pale white skin and silky black hair that cascaded down to his lower back. The horns on his head were long, curved, and black. His eyes were a deep, piercing red. He wore a leather vest with no shirt underneath, revealing a well-muscled chest. He appeared to be wearing some sort of leather kilt that hung low on his sculpted waist. His boots were also made of leather, and thick chrome chains wrapped around his thighs.
I caught myself staring at his exposed, muscular chest. He appeared to have black ruins tattooed over his arms.
Ferkos curved his full lips into a smile. “My dear old friend, Azar. Have you finally stopped moping around the planet and decided to have some fun?”
“I have.” Azar kissed my cheek and boldly inhaled the curve of my neck. “As you can see, I have a new toy.”
“New toys are always fun.” Ferkos’s gaze fell on me. His eyes shifted to a glowing red that pierced right through me. I felt a sudden wave of desire wash over my skin.
What’s this? Am I imagining things?
I gritted my teeth and had to fight the urge to throw myself at him.
A dark growl left Azar.
Ferkos moved his gaze from me and put it on him.
The wave of desire stopped.
Ferkos did that? Oh my God. How powerful is he?
“I’m sorry, old friend.” Ferkos smiled. “She just smells. . .divine. I want to taste her pussy. Let her come to me.”
“She’s mine.”
Curiosity filled Ferkos’s eyes. “You usually have no problem sharing.”
“In this case, I do.”
Power radiated off of Ferkos. “Why?”
“She is special.”
Ferkos frowned. “That is why I want to taste her.”