Pride expanded in my chest.
Oros likes the human too.
I had a feeling sooner rather than later she would be in our bed.
And I couldn’t wait to see what other games the human wanted to play.
9
EVE
Being a demon’s pet was slightly more erotic than I imagined.
Well, to be honest, I first thought I’d have to walk around in a collar. So to just be in the blue dress they gave me the day prior was a relief. I didn’thaveto wear it, given the insane amount of clothes that they packed the closet with, but the anxiety of choosing what to wear was too much.
They really didn’t need to pamper me, but that’s what it felt like. That I was some type of toy or doll. Maybe even some type of revered guest and not at all like a pet they purchased for fun.
So the same blue dress it was.
Even if it showed an insane amount of cleavage.
From the outside, I looked proper. Dressed similarly to many of the female demons I’d seen roaming around the palace, hair brushed and falling over my shoulders, and a clean face thanks to the mountain of beauty care that was stacked in my bathroom. A lot of them were questionable at best, but they smelled good, so I took my chances.
By the end of the morning, I could pass for one of them… if my face weren’t so obviously human. I was sure my scent gave meaway too, based on what Eros had said in passing on the way to the meeting that morning.
You smell mouthwatering, darling.
Just remembering hervoice gave me chills while Oros’s calculating gaze had me squirming every time. I knew she wanted more. Could feel it in her gaze.
Which was why I had wanted her to ask me my name. I could see the yearning in her, something I had felt myself all too often.
Pulling it out of her had been more validating than I thought but also intrigued me more. I wanted to know more about her. To see what she was hiding beneath the surface.
I need to stop thinking about that. For now.
I was proper, poised, and ready to make their purchase worthwhile.
Until I was forced to sit between the twins during court proceedings, and Eros refused to keep her hands to herself.
The room was large, with a very long rectangular table in the middle, and all the important—I supposed—demon court people were sitting around us. Just like the room I had woken up in at the auction house, this was extravagantly decorated, and the ceiling literally glittered. There were chandeliers dropping down, casting beautiful rainbows across the walls. The floor was a mix of pink and white rock, and the table looked to be made of crystals.
We sat on a long, hard bench that was just big enough for the three of us, Eros on my right side, Oros on the left. After an hour, my ass was seriously hurting, even after Eros pulled my leg on top of hers and spent her time absently stroking it as the various members of her court discussed the outside demon realms.
Oros, on the other hand, was quite hands-off. It shouldn’t bother me; these were demons, after all. But it did.
I wanted her to show me she wanted me as much as her twin did. Like I knew shedid.
Maybe I needed to show some initiative, so I leaned against her. And she didn’t pull away.
That was a win in my book, even when my brain kept telling me I had been kidnapped, bought, and brought here against my will and I shouldn’t be cozying up to either of them.
I’m playing with fire.
I didn’t really know why—or care—about the topic of the court. Most of it I couldn’t follow—something about wandering souls and uprisings against the tithe they collected. All of it just sounded very mundane and not at all the life-or-death stuff I was used to with my clients back home.
It felt… boring?
One would think that a demon court would be at least a little bit juicier.
