Page 36 of The Incubus Curse

Is this how they all were? Treating women – or humans, I guess as toys to be passed around?

Would Dustin let him?God, my skin crawled just thinking about it.

Chapter 12

Dustin

“I don’t share my leftovers. You know this.” I tried to sound as poised as possible, but what I wanted to tell him was that if he even breathed in her direction one more time, I would force him to rip his own heart out.

But I knew there was no use in divulging how much I liked Freya over the other girls in the club. It would only make him want her more. However, I sensed he would continue to badger me, so I let my fingers taunt Freya further. Weaving in and out of her inner thighs, I let my fingertips pluck at her panties.

Even just doing that was tasty, feeling her desires stir inside her. Watching her eyes beg for more, her lips quivering for my touch. I could see how going back to humans would be impossible after having an angel. I had only scratched the surface, which proved more satisfying than I could have imagined.

The chase alone was intoxicating, knowing she could stop all of this if she wanted. Knowing she was able to pull away from me.

“Not like there’s anything left of them afterward.” Hescoffed.

“Enough, Jimmy!” I raised my voice, deepening as I spoke. He was getting out of hand, toying with me. I can’t say that I blamed him, given he knew the power he held by blackmailing me. However, that power only existed if he was alive, and right now, I wanted nothing more than to kill the little weasel across from me.

For Freya’s sake, it took everything I had to pretend to play nice. I knew she was just on the verge of coping with everything, and the last thing I needed was for her to think I was some cold-blooded killer.

Jimmy’s head tucked down, probably realizing he had gone too far. After all, he was not nearly as powerful as I was. He knew that. Everyone knew that. Even my older brother knew not to mess with me.

Just getting angered by Jimmy made me want more from Freya. Like the itch was suddenly back, prickling at my mind. Begging for just one more taste. One delicious angel to satisfy my hunger.

What I wouldn’t do to bend Freya over right now. To feel her get wet for me. I could feel my cock flicking at the thought.

“I need a drink,” I said softly, waving down a waitress, who came just as swiftly as I had snapped my fingers for her. “Another round of silver tongue, if you please.”

Freya’s little hand lightly squeezed my own in disapproval, but I ignored it.

If she was going to survive this night, I would need her to drink. To fall into a haze and hopefully not remember any of it in the morning. Because I could feel the hunger rising, making me want to act uncharacteristically me. Act desperate. Act like an unhinged man driven by his impulses. And we hadjust gotten on solid ground, or at least she didn’t hate me as much as it seemed. I wasn’t sure how the rest of the night would go, but I didn’t want her to judge me based on the man that I could become if I fell victim to the urges.

Tina would be watching me, making sure I didn’t do anything stupid, no doubt. If I was being honest, I preferred she’d stop me from being my usual self. If not to protect Freya, then to protect me from my cravings.

The waitress flickered back like a flash of light, her fangs protruding slightly as she smiled, leaving the shot glasses on the table neatly lined up.

“Anything else?” Her head tilted slightly, eyes intent on showing me how badly she wanted my attention.

Had Freya not pulled my sleeve and drawn attention to herself, I might not have noticed the waitress. But the look on Freya’s face when I turned to her showed a hint of jealousy, and that was enough of a euphoric kick for me to brighten my spirits.

I wasn’t even sure if she was aware she was acting in such a way. Her eyes sunk back as if trying to hide her emotions, but it was too late. I had already drank it in.

I leaned forward, looking into the eyes of the waitress. “Find someone else to fuck.” The thought pushed into her head, and I laughed, imagining how serious she might take my charm. It was always interesting to see how the prey interpreted the seduction. It all depended on the intelligence of the person.

My hand reached forward, grabbed the shot, and lifted it for the others to cheer. They hesitated momentarily and then obliged, raising and saluting with me until we all tipped the glasses back and swallowed.

Oliver was trying his best to get Tina to like him, or at leastthat’s what it looked like on my end as I tried to focus on Freya.

And Jimmy was watching us all intently, trying to fit in somehow.

I pressed the remaining shot up to Freya’s lips despite her reluctance. Her face scrunched adorably as it hit her lips, and then I watched as she almost gagged after it slid down her throat. I let my thumb wash over her lips slowly, wiping the little bit of silver tongue that dripped from her. And her eyes blazed instantly from my touch.

At that point, I knew tonight was going to be hard. Not just because Jimmy was here but because everything in me wantedher. It was like I was some horny kid discovering sex for the first time. That’s how bad I wanted to have her.

Just seeing her choke on the shot made me want to shove my member in her mouth and watch as she gagged on it, begging me to cum inside her mouth. Feeling my fullness as it stretched her mouth.

I shook the thought, and every other thought that seemed to follow though I knew she could feel me hardening beneath her. Her eyes lit up as she sat there over my lap, her hand brushing it by accident.

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