Page 31 of Summoning Sex Demons

What is this feeling? This warmth?

After shooting me aI don’t know if I believe youlook, she sipped the drink and walked over to the large windows that overlooked the city. I followed behind her, desperately wanting my hands all over her body again.

And again. And again. And again.

But I resisted the sweet, sweet temptation.

“I never thought I’d see the city from a view this beautiful,” she whispered.

“Wait until you see my place in Lust.”

She glanced over her shoulder at me. “What’s Lust?”

“Lust is the kingdom in Hell where sex demons like me live …” Though it was never my intention to mention it to her, never mind telling her that I wanted to bring her there. But the effect of this woman was stronger than any kind of Lust drug I’d ever taken.

An alarm rang from the phone in her purse that sat on the counter.

She furrowed her brows for a moment, then widened her eyes and slammed the boiling hot glass of tea into my chest, making a break for the door. “Oh my God. I’m going to be late for class.” She swooped up her purse and twirled around, stumbling back to the door. “Thanks for the tea and for the, uh … dick!”

I leaned back against the window with her tea running down my bare abdomen and watched her slam the door closed. Herscent lingered all over the apartment, her lust drifting through my nose.

While I wanted her to stay, I didn’t think I would’ve had the control to hold myself back from pressing her up against the window and ravishing her for the rest of eternity. And I had to hold myself back.

Because I had work to do. People to find. And demons to kill.

All for Iza.

CHAPTER

SEVENTEEN

IZA

“Don’t forgetthat you have an exam next class,” Professor Laufer said, standing in front of me and addressing the class. He knocked his knuckles on the table I sat at with Clayton and nodded to the class like he always did right before we left.

When other students began flooding out of the lecture hall, I spotted Mikayla and Jada at the door. Clayton glanced over at me nervously, adjusting his glasses.

He was a sweet kid, probably at the top of the class. Since I’d sat next to him in the beginning of the year, he had been acing every single quiz and exam that Professor Laufer had given us.

“Have you started studying yet?” Clayton asked me.

“No.” I shoved my books into my backpack. “I’ve been …busy.”

“Party on Saturday night?” he asked with a small laugh.

I finished stuffing my books into my bag. “Something like that.”

More like getting fucked by a huge sex demon from Hell, but a party worked too.

“If you wanna study together, I’ll be in the library,” he said. “Carltor Hall. Top floor.”

“Thanks, Clayton,” I said.

As he walked away nervously, I swung my backpack over my shoulder and glanced up at Professor Laufer, who was packing up his things at the front table, talking with a couple of students and looking at me.

My cheeks warmed, and I smiled at him, feeling … the same way I had with Acaros.

It was the same sultry stare, the same mischievousness behind his smirk.

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