Page 23 of Demon Shy

“What’s up, Hejun?”

“May ate all of the peanut butter cups and is crying. Fallor said to get you.”

A smile lit Angel’s face. “That man is working overtime to get all of his brothers settled. I hope Emily puts him out of his misery soon.”

Shax grunted in agreement. We all knew that Fallor hoped to win Emily’s favor by helping the rest of us find females. But I didn’t understand what that had to do with me. I’d been with May for over two months now. She was mine, and I was hers.

“Let me just grab my bag,” Angel said.

She left me at the door with Shax and Daisy.

“Did you hear that four more humans answered the call?” Shax asked. “They were in a bunker like Tor’s June had lived in and are running out of supplies. Ryan has some fresh food from the greenhouses Molev wants to bring them. I think he hopes to establish another communication and trade base.”

“That is good news. Will Ryan want more greenhouses soon?”

“Yes. I said I would go on the next supply run. If there’s anything you need that’s not in the blue shed, let me know.”

I frowned. “Blue shed?”

“I’m ready,” Angel said, emerging with a small bag over her shoulder. She kissed Shax then wrapped her arm around mine before I could ask why Shax thought I would need anything from the baby supply shed.

“Let’s go see May,” she said. “How has she been lately?”

“May has been perfect,” I said. “Even though the experiment is done, she likes to suck my cock at least twice a day while I lick her pussy.”

Angel laughed and hugged my arm. “I’m betting those sessions are to give her poor pussy a break. I heard through the fey vine that you’re going to pound town at least five times a day on the regular.”

The way Angel spoke confused many of my brothers, including myself. However, I thought I understood what she meant this time.

“May said she likes sex with me because it never lasts too long. Do you think she cried because I hurt her?”

“Hejun, you’re adorable, and I hope you never change. No, I don’t think you hurt her. I think there’s something else going on.”

She nodded her head toward my house where May stood in the doorway, speaking to Fallor, who stood outside. Her eyes were red and puffy but dry. Not wanting Fallor to accidentally cause her to cry again, I lengthened my stride.

He pointed to me, proving he’d heard my approach, and her worried expression changed to relief.

“Sugar, I am so sorry I started crying like that.”

I wrapped her up in a hug as Fallor stepped away.

“Please tell me you didn’t bring me more candy. I’ll get sick if I keep eating it.”

“No candy,” Angel said from nearby. “Just me. Want to invite me in for a chat?”

May pulled free of my hold and welcomed Angel into our home. It wasn’t her first visit, but it was the first one due to May’s tears.

“I heard you had a rough morning,” Angel said as she sat on the couch.

May indicated that I should sit in the chair across from Angel and waited until I was settled to claim my lap for her own. I liked it when she did that.

“I’m not ready to talk about it yet,” May said.

Angel glanced from me to May.

“No, it’s nothing like that,” May said, confusing me. “I just…I don’t want things to change. I like how things are now.”

“How do you think they’re going to change?” Angel asked.

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