Page 23 of Wreaking Havoc
Butthathadn’t been enough either. He’d kept thinking of Kai, Mr. I-Can-Smell-the-Desire-on-You Demon. And look, wasit really Sascha’s fault he’d been born a size queen? Why would fate tempt him like this?
No, he scolded himself, turning at the foot of the stairs.Your propensity for big dicks doesnotexcuse you lusting after a creature from another dimension.
Although, it was hard to remember why when he tiptoed into the kitchen to find Kai already there waiting for him, a surprisingly charming grin on his face. “Sascha,” he purred. “Good morning.”
God, he made Sascha’s little kitchen table look like doll furniture.
Kai’s expression gave nothing away. It didn’tlooklike he’d been listening to Sascha jerk off in his bedroom just the night before. Maybe the growl hadn’t been about that? Maybe he’d been…securing the premises or something, scaring off any potential baddies.
And maybe Ivan will show up to your door tomorrow in a rainbow fucking tutu.
Kai was in his demon form, but the shoulder armor was missing. Not sure what else to say that wasn’t, “Hey, hear anyone masturbate lately?” Sascha asked the only other thing he could think of. “Why do you only cover your shoulders? Why not your chest or, like, your belly?”
Kai’s brow furrowed. “That would cover my most vulnerable areas.”
“Um, yeah. Exactly.”
“It would be a sign of weakness.”
“Oh, of course.” It took everything in Sascha to contain his eye roll. Maybe Kai was more his type than he’d thought. That was maybe the dumbest thing he’d ever heard.
Kai waved a dismissive hand in the air. “Besides, no human weapon can kill me. And no demon in this realm would attemptit.” Then he winked at Sascha. Which, frankly, should be illegal for someone that hot to do. “So you don’t need to worry, pup.”
Sascha bristled. “I’m notworried.”
But Kai was already changing the subject, sidling closer until his body heat was warming Sascha’s skin, staring hopefully at the phone in Sascha’s hand. “Have you summoned our coffee yet?”
No, because I was hoping you’d still be asleep, you goddamn walking wet dream.
Sascha cleared his throat, the scent of smoke and spice making him a little light-headed. There was too much sexual tension here for one house to hold. They needed to expand their perimeters. “Put your human suit on,” he ordered. “We’ll get the coffee ourselves.”
“We’re going out?” Kai’s eyes lit up at the suggestion.
It was stupidly endearing.
“Just let me get dressed.” Sascha started to head back upstairs, then turned back. “Um. None of my shirts are going to fit you.”
Kai stared at him for a moment, then waved a hand, a black shirt appearing on his broad chest out of thin air. He grinned smugly. “I can procure my own shirt.”
Sascha gaped. Closed his mouth. Gaped again. He shook his head. “Why the fuck can’t youprocurecoffee for yourself, then?”
Kai frowned at him like he was being unreasonable. “How could I? Clothing is simple. Foodstuffs are…complicated.”
Sascha had no idea what to say to that. Was it his life now to have his mind blown every day before it was even a reasonable hour? He shook his head again for good measure and went to get dressed.
The walk to the coffee shop was…distracting. Specifically, Kai was distracting. His magnetic pull did not seem limited toSascha—everyone whose path they crossed stared, with varying levels of subtlety. It had Sascha’s hackles raising.
He knew logically that it was only natural. There was something about Kai that stood out, even as a human, even wearing a regular black long-sleeved shirt instead of his demonic armor. There was an air about him that just didn’t quite seem to fit in this modern, mortal day and age.
Or maybe it was just the tattoos crawling up his neck.
Either way, people were going to stare.
That didn’t mean Sascha had to like it.
And yes, Kai was a giant, tattooed, gorgeous hunk of a man with a waterfall of silky hair down to his pecs, and he looked like sex incarnate, but he wasSascha’sgiant, tattooed, gorgeous hunk of a man, damn it. He’d summoned him, fair and square. He’d even had his finger nibbled to seal the deal. So all these other jerks should just keep their damned eyes to themselves.
He opened the door to the bakery a little more forcefully than he maybe should have, striding in with Kai hot on his tail. The demon did not seem to know much about personal space, barely allowing a few measly inches between them at any given time.
