Little Slice of Hell (Creature Cafe, #1)
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The truth was— even monsters needed love.  Even the slimy, demented, horned ones.  Even the psychopathic, tentacled, hellish ones.
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“That’s not…I want someone that I can be with. I just have…tastes,”
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He was an incubus. Primal sex in boots.
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“You’re like a tattooed, bearded, giant cupid,” she snickered. I rolled my eyes but then smiled.  Little did she know, I had helped Cupid find his soulmate too.
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I was like every other single person in the world. I wanted to find the person that was meant for me, the soul I would share a life with. I wanted to be loved.
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He took my hand and leaned down, turning it over so that he could kiss my palm. 
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Between the coat, the man bun, and the nice watch around his wrist—he reminded me of a professor.  A sexy professor.  A professor of sex. 
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“What kind of man are you looking for, Peter?”  I blinked, shaking myself. What kind of man was I looking for?  “Someone to have fun with, someone that I can…please. I have my life, of course. My work, and my friends. But, I want someone that can….” “Take care of you. Seduce you.”
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“I want someone I can love. Someone I can control. Someone that can be my pet. That will let me do all the things I want to do with them. I take delight in violence, in giving pain. But I also take delight in giving the most painful pleasure possible.
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Thousands of years old, and all of my self-control had failed me.  I was feeding off his nerves.  I was feeding off his hormones.  I wanted to hear him moan again. It had been the most provocative sound to grace my ears in…eons. 
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Did I tell him that I would never fuck another person again so long as he lived? Or would that scare him?
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We were so different—and yet I had known the moment I had seen him that he belonged with me.
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“You’re mine now,” I said, the possessive side of me slipping free. “I knew the moment I saw you. I’ve been searching for you for thousands of years, and now that I’ve found you—I will never let you go.”
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This is the cliff, and once you fall—I will forever be the only one that can catch you.”
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“I want you to cum inside your pants while I fuck your ass with my tail. And then I’m going to take you home, clean you up, and fuck you again. Do you understand?”
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“Well, it’s not every day someone goes on a coffee date, gets fucked by a tail in the park, and then swept off to a gothic mansion.”
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“I’ve been searching for you for thousands of years. For my soul mate. The Barista brought you to me, and now you will never escape. I wasn’t lying when I told you that for eternity, I would be the only one to catch you if you fall. Not even God will touch you, Peter. You. Are. Mine.”
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I stared up at him. At the demon who was devouring me—mind, body, and soul. 
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Traitor. My cock was a god damned traitor. 
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“Okay. We’ll find him. How…how were things going?” “Well. You’re good at what you do, which is why I’m about to burn this entire city to ash if we don’t find him. Where does he live? What’s his phone number?”
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“If he dies, I’m going with him.” “That’s very Shakespearean of you.” “Shut the fuck up, Rum,”
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I was coming for him.  There was no creature in heaven, earth, or hell that would keep me from my newfound mate.  He was mine. 
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I could feel the fire in my veins consuming me.  Not even God himself could stop me now. 
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“Dante would never let you die. Vlad will never come back after this.”
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“I almost lost you,” he whispered thickly. “I’ve been searching for you for eons. I met you yesterday, and my entire world has changed. And then today, you left me and almost died.”
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“Are you really afraid of being loved?” he asked.  “I am,” I responded. “But it doesn’t mean I won’t try to beat that fear. I can’t do it alone, either.
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He was an alpha, an incubus, my mate. I was his pet and his love. 
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“Do you still trust me?” I asked.  He nodded quickly.  “You can speak.” “Yes,” he rasped, letting out a breath. “God, yes. I trust you, Dante. Fuck, I think I love you.”
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“Thank you,” he whispered, “For loving me, even when I didn’t think I deserved it.”
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Peter was who I would love for the rest of my life.  For eternity.  My own piece of heaven, my own little slice of hell. 
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"Next time you call me daddy is going to be with my cock buried in your ass and my tail around your neck."