“Tell yourself that all you want, Hellcat.”

She swallowed. “What’s your name?”

“Acaros.”

“Well, Acaros, you … you don’t look the same. And I was … dreaming. I had to be.”

I bit back a chuckle. Because if she had been sleeping, this would’ve been much easier. If she had been sleeping, it would’ve been like every other night that I spent in someone’s bed, feeding off their wet dreams. If she had been sleeping, I wouldn’t feel this connected to her.

“Your friends are going to wonder where you are,” I said. “Why don’t we go see them?”

“We?” she repeated, glancing at the building.

After drawing her closer, I guided her toward the café. “We.”

With my hands fastened on her wide hips, she scurried back into the coffee shop and nervously glanced at her friends. Butshe didn’t know that, as long as my fingers were against her body, her friends wouldn’t be able to see us.

It was only a power that incubi and some succubi had.

And for some humans, the thought of almost getting caught made them a horny mess.

Instead of walking to my group of friends, who could still see us, I sat down at her table with her friends, who didn’t look up from their intense conversation about some Halloween party last night. Iza furrowed her eyebrows and sucked in a sharp breath as I pulled her into my lap.

“Wh-what are you doing?” she whisper-yelled.

Her friends paused and glanced over in our direction. “Did you hear that?”

I tightened my grip on her waist and ground my hips up against hers, my hard cock rubbing against her ass and making her a sopping wet mess. “They can’t see you, Hellcat,” I murmured into her ear.

“Wh—”

Before she could finish her sentence, I placed a hand over her mouth, drew her closer to me, and shushed her. “Don’t say a word, unless … you want them to watch me fuck your pretty little pussy in public.”

What were the chances that I’d see her last night and this morning? Slim to none.

I wasn’t going to pass this opportunity up. I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her since last night. I almost hadn’t wanted to leave. Her pussy felt so, so good. And those moans … damn, those moans had done something to me.

And if I believed in fate, I’d almost believe that was what this was.

Fate wasn’t real, but lust was.

CHAPTER

SIX

IZA

I widenedmy eyes even more and glanced over at my friends, who seemed to look right through me.

Jada shrugged her shoulders and snickered. “Probably just Iza getting railed by that sexy guy who followed her outside.”

My entire body tensed, and I clenched.Does … does she know?

After looping his feet around my ankles, Acaros spread my legs. My skirt rode up my thighs, and he dipped a hand between my legs, my underwear still soaked with his cum from last night. He ground his hips against mine, his bulge so big that it pressed against my entrance.

“Acaros,” I whispered. “You shouldn’t …”

“Is this my cum?” he murmured, rubbing my wetness into my clit. “Still dripping out of your tight little hole? Didn’t even think about showering after how much of a dirty”—he moved his fingers faster—“little”—he stopped moving his fingers and flicked one against my clit, sending me over the edge—“slut you were for me last night?”