Page 75 of All the Devils are Here

“Because…” I shook my head. “The past few years have been hard. And I was watching my best friend with her mates and seeing them be sofuckingin love. And I wanted it. I was jealous, even if it wasn’t fair. And now the four of you are here, and I can’t believe it.”

Trin slid his hands up my waist, sliding them under my shirt so he could touch my skin. “We understand loneliness. Believe me.”

“Yeah.” I didn’t doubt that. They’d been here, basically alone, for how many centuries? I tried to stop my smile and failed. “I don’t know if I’ll be able to keep up with that amount of delayed sexual gratification.”

“Well, we do have to keep the magic at bay.” he pulled the neck of my t-shirt down and dragged his lips over my skin, tasting the hollow of my collarbone. “So maybe we’ll have a chance to make up for some lost time.”

“Whathaveyou done all this time?”

He took a second. “When you put it together it doesn’t sound like much. But I learned. Prospero sent me to get things. Ingredients, or to retrieve people for his experiments. I stole books from his library and read them. He always has new ones.”

“Oh.” It sounded like a lonely life. Far lonelier than mine had ever been.

“Don’t feel bad for me, Meg. My time here could have been much worse.”

“That doesn’t make it good,” I said.

“No. It doesn’t.”

I wanted to change the subject and bring lightness back between us. Plus, there was something I was dying to know. “Can I ask you a very inappropriate question?”

“I don’t think there’s much that could be inappropriate, mate,” he said with a laugh.

I was still blushing. “Where the hell is your dick?”

A laugh burst out of him, echoing around the room.

“Please don’t tell me it’s all the way underneath. Like a beak.”

He was turning red with laughter, but he shook his head. “No, it’s not all the way underneath. Give me your hand.”

My eyes went wide, but I put my hand in his. Trin pressed my hand against his chest and dragged it lower. His eyes were locked on mine, and I wasn’t totally convinced he wasn’t just a siren. He could hypnotize me any time he wanted. Down his chest and lower, where his skin shifted color and texture, and where his hips might be if he were human. “Here.”

I didn’t feel anything, and then Idid. The smallest line on his skin, like a seam. As I was touching it, there was a bulge, and then his cock was slipping between my fingers. Long, hard, and very very real. “It’s inside you?”

Trin chuckled. “I already have eight extra limbs. Might get in the way if it was always there. This keeps it out of the way.”

Squeezing him, I stroked the length between my fingers, and Trin’s eyes closed. “Fuck, Meg.”

“Isn’t that the idea?”

He thrust into my hand. “You’re ready for that?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“I thought you might need more time to rest.”

I shook my head, squeezing him again. Everything about it felt like a normal, human cock. Looking down between our bodies, it was. If you disregarded the fact that it was blue, purple, and iridescent, just like him.

“You should see it at night.”

“It’s different at night?”

He smirked. “Maybe. Or maybe you can just see my luminescence better.”

I’d forgotten about his lights, and I let out a small laugh. “How much of you glows?”

“Enough.”

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