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Hazel

I licked the last little bit of cheesecake from the fork Liam held out to me with a satisfied hum.

Seth and Liam had not been kidding when they said this place had great food.

The amazing food and company meant that I’d completely forgotten to feel self-conscious for not fitting in at such a swanky place or about being seen in public on a date with two men.

It had helped that Seth had requested a table in the corner.

And this was totally a date, despite the fact that Seth had disguised this boating adventure and dinner as a way to help me recover.

After our little discussion on the Revenge , I decided I was okay with that.

I wasn’t ready for a relationship; I didn’t think I’d ever be.

My only attempt at a relationship had ended up a massive failure, and I’d since decided that relationships weren’t for me.

My parents’ fucked-up dynamic was all I’d ever known, and it had not set me up for success.

But I could handle some fun, especially if it was the responsibility-free kind.

I doubted we’d bump into anyone from the precinct at a posh place like this on a Wednesday afternoon. It wasn’t even dinner time yet. And even if they saw me, I wasn’t sure they’d recognize me in this get-up.

Over the course of the last twenty-four hours, I’d thoroughly convinced myself I deserved some fun after my ridiculously long, self-imposed exile from men.

I wasn’t going to let the chance to experience two of the hottest male specimens I’d ever come across pass me by.

And if I had to be completely honest, I’d had a crush on Seth for a while despite also hating his guts.

It was like the more I hated him, the more I wanted him.

I had been a little disappointed when nothing sexy happened on the boat. But then again, I hadn’t realized just how ravenous I’d been. I’d practically inhaled my steak and lobster, which had been a shame because they were so good, and I wished I’d savored them more.

“So your family really never mentioned magic at all?” Seth had asked after taking his bite from Liam’s fork.

Despite our short time together, I could already tell that the sexy demon’s love language, or was that like language—because this was just for fun—were acts of service.

I’d thought it was a little strange at first since he was a demon that was forced to serve for generations, but he truly seemed happy to do all the little things for us, like making us drinks back on the yacht, and feeding us dessert now.

Liam wasn’t anything like the other demons I’d dealt with before though.

To be fair, I’d only ever dealt with perps and EA enforcers in work mode.

“No, not after I left Darlington,” I said. “And I didn’t remember anything until I came back. I was too young, or maybe it was The Wall doing its thing.”

“Whatever you remembered when you came back here, you would’ve gotten back anyway when The Wall fell,” Seth said.

“I see, so perhaps I would’ve ended up back here anyway to find my grandparents.

Because I remember spending time with them, and I remember the swing in their backyard.

It’s still there,” I said with a smile. “But I don’t think it’ll hold my weight now.

I think they kept it, hoping it would remind me.

You know, I always wondered what would’ve happened if I’d had magic.

Would I have remembered Darlington faster? ”

“I wouldn’t say you have no magic,” Liam said. “You have an aura, a glow. There’s magic somewhere in you. I feel it.”

“Pumpkin’s right,” Seth said, taking one last sip of his wine. “You have magic in you. It’s not very strong, but it’s there.”

It wasn’t the declaration that I had magic that had me reacting; after all, Chief had said so for years, but it was Seth’s pet name for Liam.

“Pumpkin?”

Liam blushed, the pink appearing on his cheeks as if he were in an anime, complete with the diagonal lines, which, okay, was kind of adorable.

“He likes his pumpkin spice lattes every fall,” Seth said with a hint of a smirk.

“I do.” Liam admitted it like it was a horrible secret.

I giggled. “So do I. Nothing wrong with that.”

“Great, now it’s two versus one,” Seth lamented. “Now I have two basic bitches.”

“Guilty as charged,” I said with a grin. “But about the magic thing, Chief said my granddad could nullify magic.”

Seth brows raised. “Oho! No wonder I couldn’t pinpoint what it was. Interesting.”

“Chief seems to think I have it too. Mike, er, Officer Hayes, thinks so too.” I wasn’t sure they’d know Mike by his first name. “That’s why we get thrown at every magical call.”

Seth nodded. “And why we end up at the same places. We should test Chief Henderson’s theory after you’re all healed up.”

Seth hailed down a waiter, paid for our meal, and we got up out of our protected little corner. I was suddenly very aware of many pairs of eyes on us. Some of them were downright disgusted, and others were full of hate.

“My father and his friends,” Seth murmured, hooking his elbows through mine.

Oh shit. As far as bad terms go, they were on the very worst ones possible.

Unlike Seth, with his platinum-blond hair, his father had dark hair with a bit of salt and pepper at the top.

In his arms was a woman young enough to be Seth’s sister.

She was beautiful but didn’t look particularly happy.

There were two other couples with them, and they all screamed old wizard money.

“Stand proud, Babygirl,” Liam muttered into my ear. “You look like a million bucks, and we belong here just as much as Samuel and his friends do.”

I caught my reflection in a mirrored pillar, and by God, Liam was right.

I did look like a million bucks. Seth’s magic meant I was dripping with elegance.

I straightened my posture and waltzed right by them.

If I could stand up to criminals and gangsters, then I could stand up to Seth’s estranged WEC father.

They did look like less cool versions of mob bosses.

“Boating was one of those things I just couldn’t give up to avoid him,” Seth explained as we piled back into his Porsche Panamera. The day he’d stolen my cruiser, his Porsche 911 had been the target of a car bombing. How many of these did he have? Or did he get this one to replace the other one?

“You say that like you had to give up so much.” Liam snorted.

“I gave up golf.”

“You hated golf! Too many hours in the sun, remember? And too much pretending to socialize with idiots. On the yacht, you can sit under the shade and keep that pallor of yours.”

“It’s part of my style.” Seth turned to me. “Sweetcheeks here appreciates it, don’t you?”

He’d gone full-on Victorian-gentleman-meets-pitbull with his studded boots and belt, a spiked collar, and all of his piercings in.

I was all for it. Talk about fucking hot.

“I love it.” I looked over at Liam, who was squishing into the back seat with me.

On the contrary, the centuries-old demon looked posh and preppy, like the kind of man I’d bring home to meet my mother if I had the type of mother who actually cared.

“I’m partial to this too,” I said, fixing his collar.

“Ain’t he cute?” Seth said from the driver’s seat.

“Yup!”

“He can be your basic bitch too.”

“Hey!” But Liam didn’t look or sound one bit offended. Instead, his clothes changed and he was wearing leggings and Uggs. “Don’t knock it unless you’ve tried it. This shit’s comfortable!”

“Amen!” I had my share of leggings in my off-duty wardrobe. “But you enjoy the finer things in life too.”

“I sure do. I can be bougie too!” Liam was suddenly in a leopard coat. But he wasn’t wearing the fur like a person would; he’d turned into a leopard.

There was a leopard draped over my lap. I reached out to pet him. Ooooh, it was so soft. Liam was enjoying my hands as much as I was enjoying his fur, because soon the whole vehicle with rattling with how loud he was purring.

“You know leopards don’t purr, right?” Seth said from the front.

Liam’s response was to purr even louder.

Back in the parking garage of their building, Liam shaped himself into a coat and draped himself over my shoulder as Seth offered me a hand.

“We don’t have our own private parking like the Redrocks do,” Seth said, almost apologetically. “This building doesn’t have the option.”

I glanced around at the fancy cars in the lot and how well finished the garage was. It didn’t even have that musty underground parking lot smell. Still, I let him take me by the hand and help me to the elevator.

“This looks good on you,” Seth said, eyeing the fur. “But I think you’ll look better naked.”

I thought of Seth undressing me and my face heated. As if guessing my thoughts, Liam tightened around my body, cupping my breasts and shoving them up and together on display. Then instead of on me, he was behind me, cupping my breasts with strong, rough hands.

Seth closed the gap between us, making me step back until I was pressed right up against Liam’s brawny body. Something hard and insistent pressed against my lower back. I was surrounded by so much muscle it was dizzying.

“Have a taste,” Liam said, still holding my breasts up to Seth like an offering.

Seth grinned as he dragged his eyes down my cleavage, and a flash of something needy sparkled in his eyes right before he bent to bury his face in my bosom.

The five-o’clock shadow of his chiseled jawline prickled my skin in the sexiest way.

At the same time, Liam put a hand around my throat and tilted my head back as he devoured my lips.

Fuck. They were so hot like this. My heart was pounding in my chest and I could hear the blood rushing in my ears.

I was floundering in a sea of lust and desire and I clung to the two of them like they were the only things keeping me from drowning.

Their hands were everywhere, touching me, loving me, claiming me.

And me? I was riding the thigh Seth had shoved between my legs like a hussy.

And every time he adjusted I’d bump up against the hard cock that had sprung up between us.

One of my arms was wrapped around Seth’s neck and the other was reaching up to tangle in Liam’s hair.

I almost didn’t hear the ding from the elevator. For a moment, when they didn’t stop, I worried that they were going to continue even as their neighbors stepped into the elevator. But the door opened and we were already on their floor.

I had no idea how we made it into their home, but I could tell you that the only piece of clothing that made it was my lacy black bra and panties set.

I gawked at the perfect pecs at eye level. Liam was modeled like a bodybuilder. Seth was leaner but still just as defined. Except Seth’s nipples were pierced.

Ooh! Yummy. I wondered if they were sensitive. I reached for him, covering one silver ring with my mouth.

“Fuck,” he groaned, even as his fingers came to tangle in my hair.

They were!

But I didn’t have long to marvel, because Liam was giving my breasts and nipples the same treatment.

I hissed at the soft tug of teeth at the hardened peak.

I was pulled away from Seth’s chest, and there were soon two mouths on me, setting my skin alight with sensations and waking every nerve ending they touched.

There was a ripping sound, and I looked down to see Liam with my lacy panties in his mouth.

“I’ll buy you another set,” Seth murmured into my neck. “That was fucking hot.”

Hell yes it was! Add feral-looking demon tearing my underwear off with his teeth to my list of favorite things.

Liam tossed the scrap of lace to the side and stood. My mouth went dry at the demon cock. He wasn’t even going to ease me in by forming a human one. Nope. This thing was red with bumps and ridges.

“Look at the perfect cock,” Seth whispered. He kicked my legs open and reached between them, thrusting two fingers into my pussy up to the knuckle.

I gasped and my knees shook as he finger-fucked me. Liam grabbed his cock, pumping it a few times as he settled on the couch in front of me. Then Seth was guiding me onto the thick, bullet-shaped head.

He was big, and despite how wet I was, it felt like he’d never fit. It was a pleasure that bordered on pain, especially when I could feel every single hard, inhuman ridge.

“Fuck! That’s hot,” Seth groaned from behind me. “Come on. All the way down. I want to watch your pussy swallow that monster cock.” Then his hand was on my hips, shoving me down.

I whimpered, biting my lower lip at how tight everything felt, as Liam started thrusting up into me, the bouncing motion making it hard for me to control how much of him I took. I screamed, but the sound was swallowed by Liam’s mouth.

Seth was jerking himself off, when he came to sit next to Liam. Seth’s cock was more than nice too. Thick and long, with a slight curve. No piercings here though; I guess he wasn’t pierced everywhere .

Before I could analyze too long, Liam’s hand was on mine, guiding it to Seth’s shaft.

We jerked him off together, Liam’s hands over mine, matching the rhythm as I rode Liam’s thick, hard monster prick.

The sexily groaned “fuck” that came from Seth’s lips as he thrust into our hands was what sent me careening over the edge.