Wreaking Havoc (Demon Bound, #1)

by Grae Bryan

There should be a special place in hell for people who called before ten a.m.

but this was a whole goddamn house. One that made a lot of noises. Which he’d been assured—by both Ivan and the plumber who’d come to fix the pipes—was just the sound of the house’s bones settling with the changing weather. Although, frankly, Sascha didn’t like to think of his humble abode as having bones at all. It made him think too much of the house as a monster, ready to devour him.

Sascha peered up at him. “Am I right in thinking you can’t leave that circle?” Kai eyed him warily. “Not until our contract is finalized.” “Oh! I see.” Sasha nodded frantically. “Okay, cool. Perfect.” And then Sascha did the only sensible thing he could do. He straightened from the wall. He took a deep breath. And he ran right the fuck out of the house.

He looked to the side. There was that same massive blue beast sitting in his bedroom chair, staring at him with glowing blue eyes. Once, as a child, Sascha had woken to his dad at his bedside, loaded gun in hand. He wasn’t sure which experience was more disconcerting, really.

And look, was it really Sascha’s fault he’d been born a size queen? Why would fate tempt him like this? No, he scolded himself, turning at the foot of the stairs. Your propensity for big dicks does not excuse you lusting after a creature from another dimension.

It was addictive, the way he was melting into Kai, the way Kai’s touch had those outer defenses crumbling so easily. He wanted Kai to be nice to him? Kai would worship him, if this was the result.

All Sascha’s previous relationships had been wholly superficial, attraction without connection. His family life was too complicated for anything else, for one. But Kai already held a little piece of Sascha’s soul hostage. How could they get more connected than that?

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.

“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.”