“Wouldn’t I?”
“Fine!” He threw Bevin away so hard, the demon rolled across the floor and took some time to orient himself enough to rise. Kai watched Bevin bow over and over as he backed from the room. She rolled her eyes and turned back to her father.
Ove settled behind his massive desk, the backdrop of his vast library making him look more studious than she knew him to be. Ove cared nothing of what other leaders did in the past or in other areas of the underworld. His way was best, and anyone who didn’t agree would be killed. Or alienated as in Kai’s case.
“What do you know of Donovan Karey?” While she awaited his answer, she concentrated on remaining in her chair. Her father pointed a finger at her, and Kai’s rear suctioned to her seat. She breathed a sigh of relief.
“Never heard the name. Who is he?”
She waved her hand. “No one of consequence, but I’d like you to see if you can dig up anything on him. I want to be careful of who I associate with, especially after today. Being killed is no picnic, and it takes me forever to blend with my body again.”
Her father studied her face, and Kai did her best not to somehow give the impression that she was in the market for a new lover. Ove wouldn’t care. He’d bedded women of all kinds with no discrimination on whether they were human, demon or other immortal. Some of them had been during his relationship with her mother. But she didn’t want him in her personal business.
He grumbled. “He’s no one important, but you want a background check on him? Did you check topside?”
“I will. I have lunch with Mother tomorrow.”
“Will you be regenerated in time?”
She sighed. “Damn it. I don’t know. Why does this happen to me? I want a normal life, Ove! I just want to be left alone. Is that too much to ask?” She fought to stand up and glared at him when she couldn’t. He waved a hand. She popped free.
“You are half-demon, Kai. That cannot be changed. Your father is the most powerful demon in the underworld, some say the most powerful being period.”
“In his mind,” she muttered.
“What was that?”
“Nothing.” She strolled to the door. “Father, send me the message of what you find out. I will not be visiting this place again any time soon.”
“And how am I to see my only child?”
She spun around figuring she was hearing things. The man didn’t care one bit about her. He sat straight-faced and uninterested.
“If you want to see me, you could always possess someone.”
He didn’t answer, and she walked out, holding her head high.
Chapter Six
To regain some of her control, Kai agreed to meet Donovan at the restaurant. She also planned to be fifteen minutes late. The problem with that was that she was rarely late for anything, and going against her nature was often more trouble than it was worth.
She glared at her figure in the full length mirror in her room. Despite her size, she had a good shape, generous curves, breasts still high although the twenty-eight double-D bra size was just tempting gravity. Tonight she would tempt Donovan with the animal print parachute styled dress she wore, matched with her open toed heels. The shortness of the dress and the shoes showed off her legs, her second best asset, to perfection. Donovan would be worked up into a lather in no time.
Stepping out of her room, she encountered her mother in the hall. “Night, Mom. I’ll be late or if all goes well, I won’t be home tonight. Don’t worry, because I probably won’t call.” She winked.
Her mother shook her head. “Kai when are you going to settle down?”
“Never if I can help it.” She kissed her mother’s cheek.
“I haven’t had the chance to talk to Betty yet. Are you going out with that Karey fellow? Let me give Betty a call.”
“Never mind.” She strolled to the top of the stairs. “Ove sent one of his henchmen to say he had no info on him. I’ll feel him out on my own. Don’t worry. Bevin’s there.”
“I don’t like you consorting with demons, Kai.” Her mother frowned, forgetting apparently that she had borne a child with one. “They’re evil all the way through. You can’t trust them.”
“Mom, I know. Like I said, Ove has no information on Donovan. As far as I can tell, he’s human. Mitzi confirmed it, and Bevin didn’t notice anything either. And before you say it, I am not back to running behind Ove, and Bevin is just for my protection.”
Kai headed down the stairs before her mother could make another protest. She was in full agreement on the assessment of demons. Ove was the crème de la crème of demons. They lusted worse than humans, which is where she suspected she got her insatiable sex drive, but love was not possible. Ove didn’t even pretend to care, and that had hurt most over the years.
Outside the mansion she shared with her mother, the chauffeur had pulled around her Porsche convertible. She eased behind the wheel, started her baby up and peeled out of the driveway.
Fifteen minutes later, she pulled up to the restaurant and spotted Donovan through the windows, pacing. She wondered at what point he would think she wasn’t coming. Not being able to wait a moment longer herself, she scooted inside to feast her eyes on his luscious face and body.
“Waiting for me?” She grinned, strolling up to him.
To her surprise, he grabbed hold of her and tugged her close. His lips covered hers in a searing kiss that almost made her do an about face, dragging him behind her to get to the nearest bed.
“Mm,” she murmured when he released her. “What was that about?”
“You.” His arched brow and frown showed him to be less turned on than she was. “Three days, Kai. And you’re late too. Is this punishment for how I treated you during our phone sex?”
She pouted, something she never did. “You’re telling me you didn’t enjoy it?”
“Woman, please.”
Kai laughed. “Sorry. I entertain myself tormenting men.” Maybe she was more like Ove than she thought. “Come along, lover. I’m hungry.”
They were soon seated, and Kai busied herself with unfolding her napkin and placing it across her lap. When she had put in her order for a salad and nothing else, Donovan protested. “That’s all you’re having?”
“I’m on a diet.”
He perused the menu for the second time and then looked up at the waiter. “Go ahead and give me two of those, one for the lady. Thanks.”
“What?” Kai put her hands on her hips. “I do not need you to order for me, Donovan.”
“Say it again.”
“Say what again?”
He grinned. “My name. It sounds incredible falling from those sweet lips.”
She rolled her eyes. “Down boy. We’re here for me to learn a little about you. My father says he has not heard of you. So who are you? What’s your secret?”
He leaned back in his chair, appearing to be at ease, like he had not a care in the world and nothing that would make her run in the opposite direction. But everyone had them. Hers the biggest of all. If only he knew what she was. She hadn’t been tormenting him when she didn’t call him. She’d been regenerating. The process took a lot out of her, and she had to depend on Mitzi and Bevin to take care of her physical body until her spirit could blend with it again. What would she do if someone stole it or destroyed it? Would she have to exist as Bevin did? She had no idea how.
“I have no secrets,” he insisted. “But I will tell you about myself. I am the oldest of ten brothers.”
“Ten! No girls?”
He shook his head. “None. I am responsible for them all in a manner of speaking. I head up the family business. Both my parents are alive and well, as yours are.”
“Are they together?”
“They are.” He hesitated. “In my family, the men are very dominant. It would not occur to my mother to leave my father. He would never allow it anyway.”
Kai stared at him like he’d lost his mind. He must have. She leaned forward over the table. “Sav
e my peace of mind and tell me she works outside the home.”
He grimaced. “With ten boys? True, five are old enough to have moved out. The others are still in school.” He burst out laughing. The timbre of his voice sent shivers over her body. “You can’t judge me. You’re still living at home. Isn’t that against the norm? You’re what, twenty-five?”
She smirked. “Nice try. I’m thirty. And I’m still at home because it’s pointless to move out. My mother owns a mansion. I don’t have to run into her if I don’t want to.” She didn’t say the last time she’d tried it, poor Bevin had had his hands full all night every night trying to ward off enemies. And Ove had refused to get his friend to cast a protection spell over her apartment. He had been determined she should live in her mother’s house. If she wanted to live as a human, then she had to make sacrifices.
“Uh huh. Like you didn’t ‘run’ into her when she banged on the door while we were in the midst of some hot phone sex.”
She waved her hand and stood up. “Dance with me?” She tried to make it less commanding. Still he raised an eyebrow. She imagined him bringing her home to his parents, a woman who loved working at her mother’s corporation and would not give it up for any man.
What the hell? Her thoughts had strayed in the wrong direction. Donovan would be her lover. That’s all. Nothing more.
He rose and took her hand, a reproving look on his face. No doubt he wanted to be the one to ask her to dance. Could he be more old fashioned? They moved out on the dance floor, and she glided into his arms. Donovan’s hand settled just at the curve of her ass, his pinky teasing her crack. She felt his cock starting to swell between them, and from the intensity in his eyes he was likely to agree if she suggested they leave now, before they ate.
“Are you always ready for sex?” she teased.
“Always.” He covered her mouth, and Kai gave into him. He caught hold of her tongue, sucked it while the rumble of a moan vibrated from his mouth to hers. They swayed together side to side, the music helping to stir Kai’s arousal. Kai broke the kiss and settled her head on his shoulder. Donovan’s hand slid lower.
She pulled it back up, casting an accusing glare at him. “We can’t make love on the dance floor, Donovan. The patrons would be shocked.”
“Interesting choice of words. It would make a nice show.”
“What do you mean ‘interesting choice of words’?”
He shrugged. “Nothing.”
When he wouldn’t answer, she glanced over his shoulder at her hand tucked around his neck. Her eyes bugged at the sight of her fingernails. She had always kept them well-manicured, preferring clear polish to colors. And they were normally no longer than a half inch more than the tip of her finger.
Yet right now, the fingernails on her left hand were at least an inch and a half, and they had a reddish hue to them. In a futile attempt to force them to go back to normal, she shook her hand behind Donovan’s head.
He looked down at her. “Are you okay?”
She chuckled. “Sure, why wouldn’t I be?”
“Just wondering. You seem agitated. We can forego dinner and go back to my place.”
She had every intension of joining him at his place. An extra pair of panties and a travel toothbrush was already stuffed into her purse. She hadn’t wanted to be too obvious packing an overnight bag in her car. That would come later.
The song they were dancing to ended. “No, I wasn’t joking when I said I was hungry. Remember, I’m on a diet. Need to lose thirty pounds or so. I don’t skip meals.”
He caught hold of her chin. “And I wasn’t joking when I ordered that steak for you. You are incredibly beautiful just as you are. I love a woman with meat on her bones.”
Kai winked and grinned. “Hey, I didn’t say I thought I was ugly. I do like my shape.” She wiggled her hips against him, making him growl. “I just said I’m bigger than I want to be. You should know I don’t like a man to try to control me.”
He didn’t argue as he led her back to the table, but she had the feeling he let her words float right by him. He would try to tame her, and she would resist.
Chapter Seven
Donovan watched Kai’s hips sashay as she entered his apartment. He had noticed her alarm earlier when they were dancing, but wasn’t worried about it. She’d know the truth soon enough. But for now, this was about him and her entangled together atop the silk sheets on his bed.
Without bothering to turn on any lights, especially since he had not a stick of furniture in the living room, he aimed her toward the bedroom, perfectly able to see in the dark. He noticed she hadn’t hesitated either. When she opened her mouth to ask him something, he kissed her neck. “Shh, unless you’re about to shout over a coming orgasm, which I doubt since I haven’t gotten my hands on you yet, let’s end the conversation.
“Hmm. I agree. Where have you been all my adult life?”
“I’m here now.” Next to his bed, he turned her to face him. “Use me as you will.”
Kai didn’t have to be asked twice. She turned the tables in a heartbeat, exchanging positions with him and shoving him down on the bed. When she climbed atop him, one knee on either side, he almost erupted. The dim lighting in the room didn’t stop him from seeing every delicious curve and the bounce of her voluptuous breasts when she worked her dress up over her hips until she could discard it. Unable to stop himself, he reached out to pinch her nipples. The tiny peaks hardened under his fingers. Impatient, he yanked her bra out of the way and ran his thumbs over her nipples.
“You’re so beautiful, Kai. Come here and let me taste you.”
She leaned down to bring her breasts within inches of his mouth, and he took one in between his lips while kneading the other. Her moans encouraged him, fed his desire. He released her breast to slide his hand down between them to cup her center. She was so hot, he imagined she burned his palm. When he stroked, feeling the dampness behind her panties, she pushed harder against his hand.
“Take them off,” he demanded.
He watched her ease backward off the bed and reach back to unsnap her bra. Before she could move on to her panties, he reached out and tore them from her body. Her heady aroma filled his nostrils, and he breathed her in deep.
“I need to eat you now.” He didn’t give her a chance to climb on the bed. He gripped her hips and lifted her up and over his face. Slowly he lay back already dipping his tongue into her cream. She tasted so good, he could feed between her thighs all night. And he had every intention of doing that and more.
From her opening to her clit, he lapped and sucked, squeezing and coaxing her to give him more. When he had licked away all she had, he clamped down on her swollen pearl to work her into an orgasm. Her muscles spasmed, she cried out and gave him what he craved, her thick delicious cream. With her pussy held firm against his mouth, he was oblivious to anything else until she unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock.
Her hot palm raced over his flesh making him expand and lengthen. He let his head fall back and he gasped. “I can’t concentrate on what I’m doing while you do that.”
She chuckled. “Aww.”
He removed her hand and flipped over so that she was on her back. “Now, you can touch when I am finished with my meal.” He kissed her belly, liking the way she trembled each time he touched her. “For now, lay back and enjoy.”
“I’m used to—”
He laid a hand over her lips and rather than explain who was in charge and how different things would be with him as her lover, he instead lifted her thighs higher and plunged his tongue inside her pussy.
* * * *
She wanted to demand who he thought he was telling her what to do, covering her mouth so she couldn’t speak, but at the moment words escaped her. He ran his tongue in and out of her like it was a mini-cock, and she could not argue with him if she tried. More than anything, she loved when a man went down on her, but none of her previous lovers seemed to want to stay down there very long, certainly not lo
nger than one orgasm. Donovan didn’t appear to want to come up for a breath, let alone to let her stroke him. Who was she to complain?
She tried pressing his head and raising her hips, but he held her hands down at her sides. Her eyes widened when he clamped onto her clit and drew it into his mouth. He watched for her reaction while still holding her down.
“Donovan!” She wiggled to pull away, the sensations too strong. He released one wrist to hold her body down. She shut her eyes, and soon her orgasm shattered all control. Clenching the sheets, she screamed his name a second and third time. He held on. She broke free and crawled away, but he followed. “I couldn’t possibly . . .” she began.
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