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Kai looked him up and down, the act of which made Sascha terribly aware that while he may have been a respectably average five foot ten, he was a little speck compared to this massive brute, especially considering Sascha had missed quite a few days at the gym. Like, all of them.
“How am I to protect you if I’m not by your side?” “My enemies aren’t here.” Sascha laughed at the thought, walking over to his dresser and grabbing a fresh stack of clothing, a pair of leggings and an oversize sweater he wouldn’t be caught dead in outside the house. “Where are they?” Kai asked. “I don’t know.” “Who are they?” “I’m not sure.” “Why are they after you?” “Oh!” Sascha snapped his fingers. “I know this one. My brother pissed them off.” Kai did not look suitably impressed by his knowledge. “Your brother,” he repeated. “Yeah, he’s the leader of the, um, family business.” “Business.”
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The doorbell rang, and in an instant, Sascha was flung against the wall, Kai looming over him, lethal-looking dagger in hand. “What are you doing? Put that away. It’s not a hit man, it’s our coffee order.” Sascha pushed his way out of Kai’s grasp, ignoring the warm tingling at each of the places Kai’s body had touched. “Stay here, you lunatic.”
“Oh, I do a lot of stuff,” Buff Dude told him with an easy grin, lowering his arm. “But my passion’s fitness. I post my routines online and everything.” He gave Sascha a once-over. “If you ever want to bulk up some, I’m your guy.” Sascha hummed noncommittally. He would not be doing that. Twink death might be inevitable down the line, but that didn’t mean he had to go and help it along.
All souls had always tasted the same to him. But no longer. Sascha’s soul piece was like no other he had tasted: sweet and juicy, with little salty or bitter pockets hidden every which way.
Sweetness was what he really craved, to match the sweetness in his soul. And demons of Kai’s ilk were sweet only with their mates. Mostly because the females of his species were twice as large and three times as ferocious. If one didn’t want their head bitten off—quite literally—sweetness was the only option.
he was Sascha’s giant, tattooed, gorgeous hunk of a man, damn it. He’d summoned him, fair and square. He’d even had his finger nibbled to seal the deal. So all these other jerks should just keep their damned eyes to themselves.
“I thought I heard you telling Sergei they were small potatoes.” See? Sascha listened. Sometimes. Mostly because the name had sounded a little like the name of one of his favorite restaurants, and he’d been hoping someone was ordering lunch.
“It was some very impressive sex!” Jay, beaming at him from the kitchen table, didn’t seem to share Alexei’s annoyance. “Alexei was afraid you were going to go for another round this morning. We were going to go out for breakfast if you did.” He gave off every impression of being delighted by the idea. “I have to try a lobster roll while I’m here.”
Speaking of mates. Is it a whole to-do? Like candles and robes and whatnot?” Kai’s grin dropped, his expression taking on a new intensity. “No props. Only words, to be spoken by each of us with intent.” “Oh.” Sascha shifted on his feet. “Okay.” Kai cocked his head. “Now?” Sascha took a deep breath. “Now,” he confirmed. “Except, wait.” He grabbed the remote, turning off the TV. “I can’t get demon-married with The Real Housewives playing in the background. It’s too tacky, even for me.”
He stared down at the little device, unsure where to begin. Should he just goggle it? He tried painstakingly typing out “need bagels for mate,” but nothing useful came up.
I’ll be at your side.” Kai snagged Sascha by the waist, halting his pointless marching and tugging him in close. “You won’t be facing them alone, zaychik. You won’t be left alone ever again.” Sascha collapsed against him, all his restless energy leaving him in an instant. “I think my codependent heart just skipped a beat,” he murmured. Kai frowned down at him. “It shouldn’t be doing that. You should be fully healthy after the ceremony.” Sascha only laughed at him.
“I love you,” Sascha blurted out, horrified at himself but unable to stop the words. “I know we haven’t known each other very long and it’s too soon to say, but I do.” Kai cocked his head. “We’re already bonded for eternity, but you’re worried it’s too soon to say those words?” “Yes?” “Sweet Sascha,” Kai crooned. “Now you say it back,” Sascha told him. Kai laughed, grabbing Sascha’s hand and leading him to the front doors of the warehouse. “Humans are so strange.” “Yeah, but now you say it.” “So very strange,” Kai mused. “Kai. Now you say it.”
Kai seemed delighted to stay put. He’d taken to… Well, Sascha could only describe it as nesting, like he and Sascha were newlyweds and Matteo their new baby.
