by Erin R Flynn
The guys were still assholes who took any chance to bump me, but I made it through the night and was ready to go home as I tipped out. I gave the guy at the door the exact amount for the dances and ignored him when he tried to tell me I’d stiffed the bill fifty bucks.
“Prissy bitch,” he sneered when I was outside of what humans could hear. “You need to be knocked down several pegs and taught how to act around men.”
It took everything I had not to walk back inside and beat the living fuck out of him. And that was my mood before I saw my car had been keyed to shit. Spray painted too.
Awesome.
I threw back my head and laughed when I got closer and saw it was gold spray paint. I’d seen several of the dancers with gold on them earlier and thought they’d been playing with glitter or body paint to step up their game or something. No, they were so fucking stupid they were wearing the evidence.
I went right back inside and cornered each of them, taking pictures of the matching gold paint on their fingers and hands or more. A few fought me, and I didn’t even have the patience to fight with them. Kitty was smirking at me as she danced around a pole like I wouldn’t have the balls to do anything.
Right, because I didn’t jump up there with her and take the pictures.
“You can’t take pictures of me without permission,” she screeched at me.
“You want to give that permission, or should I call the police to arrest you for vandalism?” I growled, getting in her face.
She gave permission, which was stupid because I could still go to the police with that and worse. Fucking idiot. I honestly left because I was worried I’d do something I’d regret when I calmed down later.
I shook my head as I walked back to my car, annoyed they were slut shaming me… When I wouldn’t take off my top. How did that even work in their tiny minds? They drew boobs and wrote “whore” and whatnot because I was getting more attention by not taking off my top?
I drove home and was at my apartment before remembering I let Greg and Jade use it. Or really it was the sounds coming from inside the apartment that reminded me. Thankfully I’d told him to use any of the guest rooms. I sighed and took the elevator to the twins’ place, hoping they were home.
“You are one ball of rage,” Evan whispered when he opened the door. “What happened?”
“A lot. Can I draw that emergency portal and use it to get to home base so I can work and move past my shit night?”
“Yeah, whatever you need, love,” he agreed, staring at my lips before moving aside.
Smart man. I wasn’t sure I wouldn’t bite him at the moment if he tried to steal a kiss. Still, I leaned in and gave him one, feeling better as I did. Part of me wanted to fuck out my mood, but he didn’t deserve that when we’d agreed to be friends and we’d not even had sex yet.
It made sense in my head somehow. I wasn’t sure how, but it did.
Maybe?
I painted the portal in the back of his closet and set it up for an emergency. “It’s written to take you to the corporate office in Germany, so if there’s a problem, activate it the gross way and go. If I activate it, I can do it for anywhere. That’s how they work.”
“I’ve only traveled portal a few times,” he admitted, checking it out. “Mostly since meeting you. Demons don’t tend to like elves.”
“Most aren’t all that nice to us,” I explained, shrugging. “I find assholes in all species, so I normally avoid supes because they figure out I’m different faster and that’s dangerous.”
“I get it.” He kissed my cheek. “I’d offer you a back rub or anything you’d want to smile, love, but you seem to want to dive into your work.”
“Yeah, thanks.” I gave him the best smile I could muster. “I do like back rubs though. Do you want to come with to home base?”
“I’ve got some paperwork I need to do, but if you change your mind, use the portal anytime.”
“Thanks.” I meant it because he did. I saw in his eyes that I would always be welcome no matter what he was in the middle of. It was pretty sweet, and I gave him another kiss. I went through the portal and told Kyle what was going on, nodding to Dylan. I pulled a few things out of my bag, sighing as I set the watch on the desk.
“Where did you get that?” Dylan asked as he glanced at it.
“I assume Aidan. I meant to ask him about the flowers. I don’t want this attention at the club. I don’t want gifts like this.”
“It’s got blood on it,” he muttered as he squatted down. He sniffed closer. “Two types. That’s weird.”
I nodded, tossing the box with the sticker on there from the courier to Kyle. “You’re getting a new job or I told the owner I would quit, but have someone run down this delivery tomorrow. I’ll text Aidan to stop, but I want to know where they got a watch with blood on it.”
“That owner asked more about how I knew you than my qualifications,” Kyle told me. “He thinks we’re fucking.”
“Might not be a bad idea to use that,” I admitted after a moment. “We’ll see how the weekend goes. Oh yeah, you have an outside camera at the club, right?”
“Yeah, why?”
“My car had an accident,” I drawled.
“You got in an accident?” Dylan worried.
“No, it’s keyed to shit and painted all over.” I shrugged. “The dancers hate me. The feeling is mutual.”
“How can I help?”
He won some serious points with me for responding that way instead of how guys tended to want to handle things like we couldn’t or comfort me like my emotions would rule me like a child. I asked a few questions about the case, and we jumped in. I felt like we were getting somewhere by the time I crashed. I had a lot of plans and a clear path for my day off and maybe, just maybe we could get ahead of this killer.
17
All of my plans went out the window when I got back from working out and went through my messages. I plopped down on my bed and read the email twice before making several calls I needed to. One of which was for Badin saying I had to bail on the plan tonight and we could do it tomorrow since he’d wanted the busier night anyways.
A few more and then I actually texted Jade that I didn’t have it in me to go out and everyone could come over for some fun if they wanted instead. She seemed to realize something had happened, and when she texted if I needed anything, I replied “ice and mixers for fun drinks.” Yeah, I planned on tying one off, which I’d needed to for a while.
Denver was an awesome area to get delivery, and with a few of the popular delivery services, I found myself ordering my feelings in food after I showered. Jade and several of the dancers showed up way earlier than we’d originally planned. We were going to do dinner and hit a club for an early night, but now we were having a fun night in as most everyone was off, which was rare.
“How many people did you order for?” Tomas asked as he took in the spread.
“I don’t cook, ever, and most things are good for leftovers,” I answered, shrugging as I signed for the next delivery. I’d gone overboard, but I could blame it on people instead of eating my feelings.
And as a demon, that could be a lot of fucking food and feelings given I hadn’t been in the best mood yesterday.
“Want to talk about it?” Jade checked.
“Not even a little bit.”
“Okay, we need fun,” Greg announced, looking over my booze options. “And to get to know you a bit better.”
“That doesn’t sound like fun,” I argued in between bites of a very nummy burger.
He ignored me and grabbed a bottle of easy sake and lots of short drink glasses. “We’re going to play ‘Never Have I Ever.’ We go around and say something we’ve never done, and if you have, you drink.”
“I know the game,” I chuckled, taking the full glass.
Jade went first. “Never have I ever had sex with someone I’ve given a lap dance to.”
“I have when I’ve given free lap dances.”
“Count
s,” she declared, smirking when several of us drank… Even Tomas. That was hot.
“Never have I ever screwed my trainer,” one of the others said as she looked at one dancer in particular.
Except four of us took shots.
A few more rounds and they were giving me some funny looks. I rolled my eyes. “You guys are going to have to try harder to find something salacious I haven’t done.” It was my turn though, so I decided to get one out of the way. “Never have I ever had sex or screwed around with the owner of the club I worked at.”
Tomas took his shot and then shrugged. “The last place I worked at the owner was fucking hot. We had sex all over the place, but then he got crazy possessive and anyone who looked at me he was tossing out, which isn’t a great business plan for a club.”
Several others took shots as well, and I smirked at them like I wasn’t as bad of a girl as they thought.
That went way out the window about ten minutes later when they were just trying to get me drunk it seemed. Luckily it was low content alcohol sake and I was eating a ton. I missed several rounds when they were talking about social media stuff and I never did any of that, not even knowing some of the apps they mentioned.
I’d be like the worst spy ever if I was on social media.
“Never have I ever had sex with more than three guys in a day.”
I snorted and took my drink. “I’ve done whole bachelor parties and frat houses when I was pent up enough.”
“Please, tell us more,” Tomas moaned, giving me a goofy, buzzed grin. “I bet you made all those boys beg for you, right?”
“Of course,” I giggled, having a moment to wonder why I was giggling. My mood was better though, and that was all I cared about. “Costume change!”
“Do you have a lot?” Jade asked as I jumped to my feet.
I snorted. “Like you didn’t check when I let you use my apartment.”
“No, we stayed out of the master suite,” Greg promised and was telling the truth, which impressed me.
I brought the women into my closet, pulled off what I was wearing, and threw on my sexy kitty costume. “I want fruity drinks.”
“On it,” one of the guys called back. A moment later I heard the blender and wondered if I’d had one, but the apartment probably did already for whoever used it since it was corporates.
There was a knock at the door, and they asked if I’d ordered more food, and I told them honestly I couldn’t remember. I went back out there and thanked Greg as he handed me a fruity, slushy mix of something. I purred that it made me happy as I put on music.
“Bloody fuck, love,” someone whispered from behind me. I turned to see one of the twins, frowning when I couldn’t tell which one.
“How many shots did I have? It was just of that sake, right?”
“A lot and we drank that, so I switched to the other bottle,” Tomas answered, holding it up.
“Oh, that was more alcohol,” I giggled as I went over to one of the elves. I gave a little rawr which seemed to do it for him as I felt his desire. “You want me to lick you like I would milk?”
His eyes flashed shock before he leaned in to kiss me. “Do you have loose lips when you drink?”
“Only when drunk,” I assured Owen. “I know it’s you now. You’re my favorite kisser ever. I think you’re the only man to get me wet with just a kiss.” I turned around and rubbed my ass against his groin. “Do you like pussy, Owen? The kitty costume turn you on?”
“You always turn me on, love,” he moaned, nibbling on my ear. “Why are you drunk?”
“I don’t want to talk about it,” I grumbled, pulling away and downing my drink. I went for more and more food, happy when I saw the boxes of donuts. “Why does everything seem better when donuts are involved?”
“I don’t think you can be sad when there are donuts around,” one of the guys agreed, taking one too. “It’s like the sugar gods won’t allow it.”
“Interesting,” I muttered, bobbing my head and seriously considering that as I bit into one. I chomped it down and took another shot before dancing back to my closet and changing into a sexy maid outfit.
“Do you really use all of these?” Jade asked me as she tried on my police costume.
“Yup, men like fun and variety. That one has props that are crowd pleasers.” I twirled as I went back to the living room, singing “If U Seek Amy” when it came on. I spun around and saw Dylan was there now and wondered how he’d gotten there. I added some extra sway in my hips as I danced for him. Then I went over to the shots and held one up. “Never have I ever been drilled so hard by a massive cock that I couldn’t move after.”
And took the shot, licking my lips at him when I set down the glass. I picked up another one and smirked at him.
“Never have I ever wanted to beg for it again each time I saw him.” I took the shot down, and several people coughed to cover up their chuckles. “You want some, honey?”
“Always,” he growled, storming over to me and kissing me with all he had. “If you don’t behave, they’re all going to see me give you exactly what you want.”
I snorted and went over to the couch, laying chest down on the wide arm. “Let them. The lust would be crazy if they watched you bear fuck me again.”
“Bear fuck?” someone muttered.
“He’s a bear shifter,” someone guessed.
Dylan plucked me up and turned me around, cupping my cheek. “I was trying to call you, but you weren’t answering. What’s going on?”
“I don’t want to talk about it,” I grumbled, pushing away. “I just want to have fun. Can’t I just have one night of fun?”
“Yeah, of course,” he agreed. “I’ve just never seen you drinking like this or ignoring your phone.”
“You barely know me,” I reminded him. “Costume change!”
“Who’s that one?” Jade asked me as we went and changed outfits.
“Dylan. He wants to date me. Four want to date me, and I’ve never dated, and they’re all okay with each other,” I rambled as I threw on a naughty school girl outfit, even putting up my hair in pigtails. I went right for Evan when I saw him and brought him to one of the dining room chairs, pushing him to sit as I started dancing on his lap. “My girls like you best.”
“Do they?” he asked, searching my eyes.
“Yes, you’re nicest to them,” I purred as I teased the ties of my shirt. “I’ve never had a guy spend as much time getting to know them like you did. I think I could have come just from that you were so good.” I giggled and pushed them in his face. “Do you like them?”
“I like all of you, love,” he moaned as he kissed them. “I came to ask where you guys were going tonight, but it seems the party’s here.”
“Yup, we’re staying in and playing and eating and drinking and dancing,” I rambled before kissing him. “And fucking. I think fucking should be on the docket tonight. I’m always horny after all. It’s part of being—”
“A dove,” he said over me. “A sexy dove, yeah, I like that you’re so free with that.”
I nodded, getting I’d almost said too much. I leaned in and licked his lower lip. “I guess you’ll just have to be in charge of keeping my mouth busy.” I slid off his lap and moved between his legs, still dancing. “Anything you want to put in my mouth?”
“I think I just creamed myself,” one of the guys groaned.
I chuckled as I leaned back on my hands and rolled my hips, noting the way Evan couldn’t take his eyes off of me. I changed how I danced, letting one hand go under my skirt as I rubbed my chest.
“Love, you keep teasing me and I’m not going to be a gentleman and wait until you’re sober before we have sex because I’m dying to feel more of you.”
I answered with flipping over and sticking my ass up as I kept rolling my hips and sliding on the floor. Then I flipped to my feet and raised my leg up into the splits while standing, smirking when he went fully hard in his pants.
“Oh, you so want to have se
x like this,” I moaned, his desire hitting me hard. “You’ve always dreamed of this, huh?”
“How do you know that? Do you have some gift to read men?” a dancer asked, sounding confused.
“You’ve had a few too many shots if you’ve not noticed my twin is basically begging for it,” Owen fibbed. Right, no telling secrets around the humans. Whoops.
“Is she drunk?” a deep voice asked. I turned to see Aidan, wondering if they’d just called everyone and how they’d gotten there.
I giggled and went for another costume change. I came back out in the Princess Leia slave costume and moved my hips so I was belly dancing for him. “This is what you want, right, my favorite pussy eater?”
His eyes flashed desire as they darkened a bit. “Every man with a pulse dreams of seeing their woman in that, but I always want anyone with me to be free, not a slave or trapped.”
I nodded, understanding what he was referring to. He didn’t want to cage me. “I meant you like me on my knees for you and to be in charge since you’re ancient and the big boss.”
“Aidan O’Malley is one of the guys who wants to date you?” Jade asked. “Holy crap, girl. How did you manage that?”
“I have no idea why he wants me,” I admitted, swallowing down a comment about him being a stalker at the last second. I moved closer to him and swirled my hips as I dropped down to the ground. I laid back with my knees spread, enthralled with the heat in his eyes and his desires right then. “Dirty vampire.”
“Yes, always,” he confirmed as he held out his hand to me. “Even more so when you’re drunk and being so irresistibly seductive.”
“Then how come you’re not jumping me yet?” I challenged, ignoring the hand and flipping away from him, going into the splits, and then doing an upside down yoga pose that was very suggestive. I giggled and tumbled out of it before jumping to my feet, stumbling a bit from the up and down. “I want you to play with us a bit. I’ll blow you in front of everyone like you want if you do.”
“He didn’t say he wanted that,” Jade muttered, giving me a weird look.
“All of us want that,” Dylan drawled, gesturing to all the men in the room, not just the four of them.