“She's fine.” Arsyn's voice wakes me out of a deep sleep. “I fucked her into exhaustion. Humans often require rest between rounds.” “You fucking bonded my human!” Dread snarls. Panic rips through my system. I jolt as my eyes pop open. I'm resting against Arsyn's chest as he lounges lazily on the couch. We're in the same room from earlier. I mean, I guess I get why Dread is angry. I'm his employee. I don't know what the hell that's supposed to mean, but holy shit, I think I'm on the verge of freaking out . . . Demons can bond like shifters? I had no clue. “Shh,” Arsyn murmurs, running a hand
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