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The pup had protection now.
Sascha thought money and a lack of responsibility made him so? What of being brought the freshest kills? Having his naked form draped in the brightest furs of the demon realm? Being bathed in warm rivers and massaged with fine oils?
Niceness was a human construct. Sweetness was what he really craved, to match the sweetness in his soul.
He’d kept thinking of Kai, Mr. I-Can-Smell-the-Desire-on-You Demon.
Your propensity for big dicks does not excuse you lusting after a creature from another dimension.
Were a few soft touches all it took to hush him up? How enticing.
“You don’t need to be. I have bravery enough for the both of us.”
“Pretty things for a pretty man.”
“You think I’m pretty?” The words were quiet, directed to the sand. “I think you’re lovely.”
Kai was going to ruin him for human men.
You were made to be fucked, weren’t you, little human?”
He wanted Kai to be nice to him? Kai would worship him, if this was the result.
“If I’m going to fuck a demon, I want to fuck a demon. Change back.”
Bravery wasn’t his strong suit, and something about this…situation seemed to require it. Something about Sascha’s attraction that felt too big. Momentous in some way.
Please don’t hurt me. Please don’t draw me in just to push me away. Please don’t crush me like a bug when you leave.
That thing was not going to fit. No way, no how. Size queen card revoked. License expired.
He was usually better at seduction than this, but it wasn’t every day he was confronted with demon dick, okay? He deserved a little grace.
Kai wanted to keep him. Him and his delicious soul.
Was it any wonder Sascha wanted someone’s full attention on him, even if that attention came with demands? He needed to be wanted. And damned if Kai didn’t want him.
This fucking smug bastard. Just because he was a gorgeous giant beast with the cock of a god, he thought he had one over on Sascha?
“It’s a big decision,” Sascha murmured. “It is. Be brave for me, zaychik.” “I’m not very good at that.” “Then, as I said. I will be brave enough for the both of us.”
He’d been born to be claimed by Kai, as Kai had been born to be at his side. Destined to be his mate.
“I will care for you and spoil you and claim you as my mate. And in return you will give me your soul.”
If this was what Sascha needed to forget the sorrows of his life, Kai would oblige him. All day, every day for the rest of eternity, if need be. He would give Sascha anything he asked for. His Sascha. His mate.
“I can’t get demon-married with The Real Housewives playing in the background.
They were about to bond souls, but Kai promising to be his friend had him on the verge of tears.
“My precious mate. I’m going to take such good care of you.”
They hadn’t had oceans where he came from. No oceans and no Sascha. So why would he ever want to return to the demon realm?
