Page 19 of Dead Air (Moon Murder Mysteries)

“That one was pretty obvious. Plastic upsets you.”

All Niall could do was swoon. He might be a demon but Cenn had actually listened, and he was more thoughtful than any human man Niall had ever met. “What do you really look like if you made this body for me?”

“I’m nothing but smoke. I can be completely invisible like steam or I can be as dark as the deepest shadows. I can make myself as light as vapor or as solid as stone. I’m a smoke demon.”

“Can I see?” Niall asked in a tiny whisper, gulping as his stomach knotted. He was scared but he wanted to know and understand what Cenn was. He couldn’t trip into this blindly or let Cenn and his dream dick lead Niall astray. Because it was stunning—a tad bigger than Niall’s dildo and uncut.

“Shhh!” Cenn placed a smoky finger over Niall’s lips and shook his head. “Not tonight. I wouldn’t douse this longing with fear, not when you’ve been so patient and imagined doing so many deliciously wicked things with this body.”

“Tomorrow?”

Cenn smiled, his eyes glowing with heat and temptation. “Tomorrow. I’ll reveal myself to you gently and then I’ll show you all the ways I can love you when I’m not confined to a human body and limited to just a few appendages.”

“That doesn’t sound too bad,” Niall murmured and a loopy smile tugged at his lips. “That sounds kind of hot, actually.”

“It will be but let’s see what you can do with this.

” Cenn snapped his fingers again and the tape player was on the floor next to the bed, playing Niall’s NPR tape.

Candles floated around them, casting the room in a warm, romantic glow.

He scooted back and adjusted them so Niall was sitting on his thighs.

Niall’s knuckles were kissed before his hand was guided to Cenn’s erection.

“Show me what you can do when you’re awake, Ranger Filthy. ”

Niall tapped the head thoughtfully. “You’re sure you’re indestructible and I can’t offend you?”

“You cannot hurt me!” Cenn laughed, his body shaking the bed.

“I’m a demon, Niall. I’ve been around for a millennia and I’ve been listening to your thoughts for the last two months.

I know what you wanted me to do to the back of your khakis while you were in that harness. If that didn’t shock me, nothing will.”

“As long as you know what you’re getting into.” Niall bit his lip, lightheaded as he considered his next move. Was he really going to do it with a demon?

I already have.

“That’s true,” Cenn said with a shrug. “The only difference is that you’re awake this time.”

“Will this taste familiar too?” Niall asked as he lowered and sucked on the end of Cenn’s cock.

He used his lips to slide the foreskin down and sucked again and was rewarded with a burst of slick, salty pre-cum.

“Mmm!” He did know that taste and recognized Cenn’s encouraging groan as his fingers twisted in Niall’s hair.

“You like that?” he said in a husky whisper. “Does this dick taste good?”

“So good.” Niall’s tongue swirled around the tip before he took Cenn deep in his throat.

He thrilled at how real Cenn felt and the ragged sounds he made as Niall forced every thick inch down his esophagus.

His nose was running, his throat burned, and tears streamed down his face when he released Cenn and shifted lower, but Niall felt like a freaky little sex demon as the cabin filled with swears, smoke, and strained grunts.

“So, so good!” Niall whispered gleefully as he rubbed his nose all over Cenn’s sac, then licked underneath, making him arch off the bed. “I thought you couldn’t feel this.”

“No. I do!” Cenn nodded quickly. “I cannot manufacture my own desire but I can feel what you’re doing and I can feel how much it excites you .”

Niall raised a shoulder. “Works for me,” he said and spread Cenn’s thighs wide to see if they both enjoyed rimming as much as Niall was expecting.

He licked along the inside of Cenn’s asscheek and they both moaned loudly.

“Oh, I’ve missed this! ” Niall declared before he shoved his face between Cenn’s cheeks and feasted.

Thank goodness Cenn had given himself plenty of hair down there because Niall was in his own heaven, lapping, scratching, and spitting all over his firm, furry bottom and his hole.

He dragged his face all over Cenn’s thighs, then rose and dove into an armpit.

Niall licked and sniffed, desperate for more of Cenn’s primal scent and the taste of his sweat.

He was utterly shameless as he gorged himself on the other pit before pushing off of Cenn’s chest and reaching for the lube.

“I might sell my soul for this,” Niall joked as he coated Cenn’s heavy length.

Cenn popped up onto an elbow and his hand covered Niall’s mouth.

“You cannot even think about that around me!” He shook his head, his eyes hard as they held Niall’s.

“Never, ever tempt me with that because there is nothing I crave more than your soul. Nothing in any realm or in my entire existence has tempted me the way your soul has.”

“Mine? Why?” What was so special or sexy about Niall’s soul? He was about as basic and boring as a man could get.

“You’re wrong, my love!” Cenn lifted Niall, easily impaling him on slick, hard heat.

Niall muffled a shocked giggle. “Cenn!” He eased forward, giving his passage a moment to adjust, then slowly slid back.

“You’re as close to perfect as I’ve ever seen,” Cenn murmured as he adjusted Niall’s knees so he was more comfortable and the angle was more pleasing.

Niall could only blink as he watched, marveling at how well Cenn understood his needs and anticipated his thoughts. “Thank you!” he said, swinging forward and kissing Cenn. “You’re pretty perfect too, for a demon. I thought demons were supposed to be cruel and do evil things.”

That stopped Cenn again. He nodded slowly, tracing Niall’s collarbone and shoulder.

“I do cruel, evil things all the time,” he said, his gaze locking with Niall’s before he continued.

“It’s a matter of perspectives and degrees, though.

Sometimes, you have to be cruel and choose between the lesser of two evils in order to be kind or do the ‘right’ thing. ”

“Are you doing the right thing now?” Niall asked, squinting and trying to read between the lines.

Cenn hummed and Niall could tell he was stalling.

“For me, no… I’m playing a very dangerous game but it’s the most fun I’ve had in ages.

It’s also the most confused I’ve been in a long time and I’m doing my best to be flexible and go with it.

For you…” He took a deep breath, his expression turning severe.

“This is as close to the right thing as I am capable of doing and I am certainly the lesser of two evils.”

“That’s not very reassuring.” Niall frowned but Cenn shushed softly and bucked off the bed, thrusting deep.

“All that matters is that your soul stays with you and intact.” Cenn’s eyes glowed, wild and bright in the darkened room. “There are monsters who want to take it from you but I won’t let that happen. You are mine and your soul will remain yours until you go on to rest in glory.”

“Alright,” Niall said with a firm nod. “I want to keep my soul and I think I can trust the rest of that.”

Cenn gave him a sheepish look. “Good, because I wasn’t entirely sure myself until just now.

I thought about playing it safe—for me—but all that matters now is that your soul stays with you.

To hell with the rest of it.” He rolled them so Niall was on his back and flexed his hips, setting the room ablaze.

“Yes! Don’t stop!” Niall cried as he wrapped his arms and legs around Cenn, pulling him deeper.

“I won’t let anything happen to you, Niall. You deserve to be pleasured and protected,” he huffed as his hips pumped faster and faster, whipping Niall into a frenzy as his nerves twisted and flickered.

“Okay!” Niall nodded drunkenly, lost in the hypnotic friction and the heat spreading in his core.

Cenn had insisted that Niall’s soul remain intact but he could feel something different—something tickling him from within—and he could taste smoke.

“Just don’t stop! Keep going,” he urged, winding himself tighter around Cenn and pulling his hair.

“I won’t. Anything you want.”

Cenn’s hand was tight around Niall’s ass, his fingertips digging brutally into a cheek as they attacked each other’s lips and tongues.

Sex had never been this feral or intense and Niall’s wild heart sang as he was flipped over and pulled back onto his knees.

He howled and his eyes rolled when Cenn held him down and filled him with a deep, grinding thrust, forcing a burst of cum from Niall’s cock.

He screamed Cenn’s name into the bed as he came, then pleaded for him to keep going.

Niall cried at the incredible pleasure radiating from his core and rippling from nerve to nerve, waves of radiant joy and warmth.

He came again and again until his legs shook and his voice was hoarse before Cenn let out a shredded sob, chanting Niall’s name to the night as blue light and smoke filled the cabin.

“Is that supposed to happen?” Niall asked once he’d caught his breath and the room stopped spinning, receiving a limp shrug from Cenn. He had collapsed on the bed next to Niall and was still panting.

“Probably not but I don’t care.”

A wicked grin spread across Niall’s face. “I didn’t think it was possible to wear out a demon,” he mused and Cenn raised his head and snorted at Niall.

“If anyone could, it would be you. But I’m fine. Just give me a few minutes to catch my breath and I’ll be ready again.”

“If you’re sure you’re up to it,” Niall replied coyly, biting back a laugh. He might not be as cunning as Cenn, but Niall was quickly learning how to tame and taunt his demon.