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“Remember…when Ben told us he plays drums?”

Before I can answer, Ben appears on the stage in one of his sleeveless t-shirts, black makeup smudged around his eyes. He sits behind the drum set and waves at us, then picks up a pair of sticks and twirls them skillfully between his fingers.

I wave back and smile, but whisper to Theo, “What is happening?”

“Just watch,” he replies, grinning ear-to-ear.

If it is possible, watching Ben play the drums makes me fall even more in love with him. It is not just that he is very good at it–because he truly is good at everything he does–but when he plays, I can see the weight melting from his shoulders. He appears younger, completely lost in the blaring music, thrashing his head and singing along, occasionally shooting a wink or blowing a kiss across the bar at us. Theo seems to be feeling the same way I am, judging by the smile that will not leave his face, and the hungry way he kisses Ben after the show.

Since Theo and I each had several drinks, Ben drives home, but neither of us can keep our hands off of him. From the back seat, I slip my fingers into his shirt, nipping at his neck and ears with my fangs. Theo sits beside him in the front seat, one hand slowly drifting up his thigh and rubbing until Ben lets out a soft moan.

“Theo…Annie,” he warns, “you’re about to have me breaking the fucking sound barrier to get us home faster.”

“Why’s that?” Theo asks with a wicked grin.

“Because I have a list of truly filthy things I’d like to do to you both when we get there.”

“Does your list perhaps involve…this?” I ask, twisting and pulling shadows behind my back to recreate the tail that he seems to enjoy so much. Once it is solid, I thread it around his neck and his breath catches.

“Yes, it actually does,” he murmurs. The anticipation in the car builds to an unbearable crescendo during the rest of the drive, which I spend teasing the two of them with my tail.

It has taken a great deal of work for me to be able to control my demon powers and human emotions simultaneously. Since I do not need to sleep much, I have spent hours each night sitting out on the couch, watching television and practicing. Now, I believe it is a good time to put my hard work to the test. When we finally park outside Theo’s building, I hide the tail and Ben practically drags me out of the back seat, then holds my hand the entire way up the stairs. Theo walks behind us, holding my other hand. At the top of the stairs, Ben drops my fingers and pulls out his keys to go ahead of us and unlock the door. Theo jerks me back a little and slides a hand around my waist, then presses his lips to my ear.

“You and I are in charge tonight,” he whispers. “Make him forget all about his damn list, alright?”

I nod eagerly and lick my lips. “But you and I…we still should not…”

“Just follow my lead,” Theo says. Down the hall, Ben clears his throat, and when we enter the apartment, Rex immediately greets us by rubbing against my legs. I bend over to pet him, but Ben uses the distraction to grab me and pin me face-first up against the wall.

“First thing on my list is to see if this pretty cunt is already wet for me,” he rasps as two of his fingers slide beneath my skirt to find my panties already soaked. “Goddamn, Annie. I’m surprised you weren’t begging for my cock the entire way home.” Theo approaches us and puts his wrists together, then flicks his eyes at Ben, who is so focused on me that he does not notice. I think I understand what Theo wants, so I reach down deep and pull my shadow-tail back out, spiraling it around Ben and pinning his arms to his sides.

“Annie, what the hell?” he groans, but Theo steps up behind us.

“Tonight,” he says quietly, running his hands over Ben’s hips, “you’re gonna let us take care of you. No list, no control. Just be a good boy, and listen.”

Ben lets out a long, ragged breath and snarls, “Oh, fuck that.”

“Take him to the bedroom, Annie,” says Theo with a grin. I turn to face Ben, wrapping my tail tighter and adding a few shadows for good measure. Ben glares at me, but I can see his eyes shining as I walk backwards down the hall, pulling him along and making my own clothing disappear piece-by-piece. By the time we reach the bedroom, I am naked—save for the shadows swirling around my body. Theo comes to stand beside me and gently kisses my cheek. This is as far as he and I ought to go right now, so we both turn our attention to Ben.

“Well?” he asks, trying to shift his arms beneath the bonds.

“Sit him down,” Theo tells me. I can see that Ben is already hard, and my mouth begins to water, so I pull him over to the bed and use my shadows to bind his wrists and forearms together, then withdraw my tail from around him.

“This is not fucking fair,” he groans.

“Maybe a gag too,” Theo laughs as he removes his own shirt. The way they are both looking at me only serves to make me wetter, and I know exactly what I want at this moment. I turn back to Ben and unzip his jeans, then pull them to the floor. He opens his mouth to speak, but I thread a shadow across his lips and his eyes widen. Theo comes up behind me and puts a hand on my lower back.

“I want to watch you suck him off,” I say, and his eyes sparkle.

“Whatever you want, sweetheart,” Theo replies. “You hold onto him.” I climb onto the bed and kneel behind Ben, wrapping my arms around him the same way I did in the car. He tilts his head back and turns toward me, inhaling my scent as Theo drops onto his knees and takes Ben’s cock in his mouth. A deep groan rumbles through Ben’s chest, and I realize that his shirt is still on. I want it gone, so I push my claws out and slice through the fabric, using my tail to help me remove the pieces. With Theo’s lips and hand on his shaft, I do not think Ben even notices. I toss the shirt scraps aside, then put my claws away and run my fingers through the hair on his chest, kissing his shoulders, teasing his neck with my tail, and whispering in his ear.

“Does that feel good, my love? You like it when Saint Theo sucks your cock, don’t you? Do you want to come in his mouth?”

Ben just nods and struggles against my shadows.

“I do not think that is the plan for tonight,” I laugh softly. “And you will just have to accept it. Judging by the sounds you are making right now, I think you enjoy being at our mercy.”

Another loud groan, and his body twitches.