Page 23 of Summoning Sex Demons

“What’s your name?” the woman suddenly asked.

If I didn’t know any better and if I actually believed in the supernatural, then I would almost say that she didn’t belong here. She seemed too innocent, almost angelic. But if what Mikayla said was true about this club, then she was a demon too.

“Iza,” I said quietly, not wanting a whole conversation with another demon.

Last time that had happened, three gallons of cum had been buried in my pussy.

“I’m Dani.” She held out her hand. “Nice to meet you.”

After swallowing some anxiety, I gently shook her hand.

“What’re you doing here?” she asked.

“My friend dragged me here,” I said, glancing over my shoulder. “You?”

She paused for a moment, then glanced down the bar at two men—one with piercing green eyes and a devilishly handsome face and the other with white hair that came to his shoulders and eyes an icy blue. “Having fun.”

“Well,” I hummed, sensing the same lusty feelings I had felt earlier within her. And props to her for scoring both of those handsome guys, but I needed to run right out of here and never go anywhere with Mikayla again. “I should, um, leave you then.”

After following the bartender to the other side of the bar that was empty—thank God—I stood on my toes and leaned acrossthe bar. “Excuse me.” When he didn’t turn around, I cleared my throat and spoke a bit louder. “Excuse me, can I get some water?”

He twisted around, his full lips pulled into a small smirk. “Just a water?”

“Yes, just a water.”

“You don’t want to try our signature Passion Delight?” he offered, dipping a clean straw into the drink he had just finished making and holding it to my lips. “Here, have a sip. It’s sweet and one of our most popular drinks.”

Last time I’d tried something that I wasn’t necessarily super familiar with, it’d ended up being made with cum! Those damn Fervor Crisps.

But I just wanted to get back to the table before someone else approached me, so I wrapped my lips around it.

The sweetness immediately hit my taste buds. I closed my eyes and suddenly saw Acaros standing over me, the head of his dick against my lips and his sweet cum rolling down the back of my throat. Warmth gushed between my thighs.

I snapped my eyes open and took a huge breath. “Water, please.”

“Ah, too bad,” the bartender flirted. “I’ll be right back.”

When he headed down to Dani to give her the Passion Delight, I turned around and scanned the club for any sign of Acaros. In the back of The Lounge, a group of huge guys were turned in my direction. While I couldn’t see their faces, I could feel their stares.

Fuck.

“Your water,” the bartender said behind me.

I grabbed my water off the counter. “Thanks!”

Without speaking another word, I twirled around toward my table and slammed right into a hard chest. After cursing undermy breath and hoping that it wasn’t Acaros, I craned my head up to stare into blazing black eyes.

Don’t ask me how black eyes could be blazing, but they were.

“You’re new here,” the guy hummed.

I giggled nervously and bit back the urge to say that I would never be returning. “Yeah.”

He leaned against the counter. “Two Passion Delights—for me and the lovely little lady.”

Waving my hand at him, I shook my head. “Oh, no. I’m good.”

His thumb swiped across my lower lip. “It’s just a drink, sweetheart.”

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