Page 22 of Hazel’s Choice (A Monstrous World: Next Gen)

Chapter Twenty-One

Annex

“ I still don’t know what you’re talking about,” Hazel says, tilting her head and blinking up at me with her big blue eyes.

“I know.” I sigh. “There was a time I trusted Blaze and Kai with my life, and now I think it’s time we trust them with yours. Just don’t eat my only friends. It would be hell on my social circle.”

“What?” Her forehead wrinkles, and I realize it’s about time I stop beating around the bush.

“Blaze is half wrath demon. The other business they run is an illegal fight ring for monsters.” I wiggle my eyebrows. “Blaze made sure to gorge the last two days. He’s stuffed full of wrath, and all those sins are just waiting for you to siphon them off.”

Hazel’s head swivels, and she takes in Blaze and Kai. “It feels wrong to feed off him without permission, but Gods, no wonder my mouth is watering.”

I chuckle and pull her into my chest with a hand on her arse.

“He’s already given consent, but I may have bragged a little about how you’re the scariest monster they’ll ever meet…

” I shrug unrepentantly. “Hey, I’m really digging the whole my girlfriend could eat your girlfriend thing.

But anyway, they want to see your monster.

In return for that, and us heading downstairs to get the party started, you get access to a second flavor of sin with no worry it’ll tip off Zephyr. ”

“What?” she whispers. For an entire agonizing second, I worry I made a very bad call, but I exhale in pure relief when her face softens. “You made a deal to feed me?”

“I did. Is that okay?”

She scoffs, stretching up on her tiptoes to kiss me. I weave my hand into her hair and give in to the naughty meeting of our mouths. I fucking love the way she melts into my chest the longer the kiss goes on.

Hazel pulls back, smiling dangerously. “You feed me, and I’ll make sure you enjoy it while I feed you.”

Oh, fuck yes.

I’ve already warned Kai and Blaze that they better not hurt Hazel’s feelings. Her monster is badass, if a little disturbing.

Once she lets go of holding time, we head back over to my old friends.

I pull my arm from around her lower back and rub my hands together. “Ready to do this? I’m hungry too, and the crowd down there is just waiting to be blasted with lust.”

“I’m ready when you are,” Blaze says, eyeing Hazel carefully.

“I usually wear my hood when I’m feeding.” The terror on her face makes my heart ache.

“Nope, no need. You’re beautiful and scary, and I really want to see these two piss themselves when your monster comes out to play.” I laugh, trying to lighten the mood.

“Just don’t kill my boyfriend,” Kai says, giving her a bemused smile.

Neither of them took me seriously, but I warned them.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” Hazel asks Blaze.

“No one should have to starve,” Blaze replies. “Let’s do it.”

Hazel’s eyes transform first, turning into black hollow pits. Black veins spill from her eye sockets, running down her cheeks as her face desiccates. Her facial features fade away until there’s only a thin layer of corpse-gray skin clinging to her skull.

It’s strange being able to see her skeletal features through the movement of the nearly transparent skin. Her jaw falls, two layers of razor-sharp teeth growing in the black abyss of her open maw.

Right.

It’s just as scary the second time around.

“Holy fucking shit,” Kai chokes out.

Blaze stumbles back until he slams against the wall. “Uh, fuck, maybe I changed my mind.”

“No need to be afraid,” Hazel hisses, her long, slender forked tongue flicking out. “You’re not the kind of meal that would satisfy me, anyway.”

Before I can blink, she’s in motion. She jumps, wrapping her clawed, skeletal hands around the back of Blaze’s neck and tucking her feet behind his arse. Which is kinda impressive considering how flat he tried to get himself against the wall.

“Whoa, hey!” Kai moves to cross the room, but I siphon to just behind him and wrap my arm around his middle.

“She won’t harm him,” I say, and I can only hope my words are true. “But I don’t know if the same will be true if you get between her monster and a filling meal. It’s been weeks since she’s eaten anything beyond lust.”

“I’m not going to kill you,” Hazel says, tilting Blaze’s jaw down. She retracts her tongue and sucks in a deep breath.

Black sparkly jelly flows from Blaze into Hazel. It’s quite a lot of volume for her to never need to swallow. It just flows from his mouth to her maw, and she sucks it down like a starving demon.

It’s kinda hot.

It’s wildly inappropriate to get a hard-on while watching Hazel feed, but here we are.

“You are one sick fucker,” Kai mutters, popping his arse back as he glares at me over his shoulder. “This cannot be turning you on.”

I shrug. “I’m an incubus. Everything she does makes my dick hard.”

I release Kai and step back, turning my attention to Hazel and Blaze.

His eyes are glassy and vacant.

Damn.

I wonder if he’ll pass out like I did when she fed from me in my room at Rut.

We should have planned this better .

Fuck.

I should have planned this better.

Hazel had no idea it was coming, and Blaze and Kai had even less of an inkling of what to expect.

Just as I’m about to warn Kai that we might need to catch Blaze, he wobbles. Hazel doesn’t let it distract her, and they fall forward with Blaze trapping her to the floor.

Kai and I make our way over to help, but the black goo turns clear, and Hazel stops feeding as we squat at their sides.

Her head twists to look at Kai. “Don’t worry. He’s fine. His soul is completely intact. If he’s anything like Annex, he should be awake in less than a minute.”

I laugh, shaking my head. “Is he squishing you?”

Reaching out a hand, I run it over her sunken cheek.

“He’s not light, but at least he didn’t chuck me into a wall.”

“I’m never gonna live that down,” I say, grinning.

Luckily, Blaze starts to rouse, which is perfect. My dick is still hard, and I still have my end of the bargain to hold up.

My lust is so potent in the air that the clubgoers are having the time of their lives.

Hazel and I stay near the bar, drinking and dancing. She blows my mind when she confesses that she’s technically not old enough to drink, but that she normally doesn’t even bother because it has no effect on her system.

So, I do the only respectable thing and get us both fruity non-alcoholic versions.

“The only thing this is going to do is make me have to pee.” She laughs but drinks from the glass that I tip to her lips.

“Sometimes it’s about the experience, baby doll.”

Her skin is more vibrant since feeding on Blaze, and her eyes sparkle.

Hell, even her hair looks thicker and shinier.

It could be a trick of the lighting in the club.

I doubt it, though.

The universe wants Hazel to feed to balance the scales. She’s like a force of nature, meant to act on the behalf of those who’ve been wronged or abused.

“You’re fucking magnificent.” I take a swig of the glass and set it on the bar before planting my hands on Hazel’s arse and pulling her flush with my front. “You know I’m head over dick for you. Right, Hazel?”

Her eyes dart away, but her mouth curves into a shy smile.

“I like you a lot too, Annex. What you did…” She trails off, but I’m patient, and it pays off when she goes on. “It meant a lot to me. I think it might be the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me.”

“Well, get used to it, darling. I enjoy finding ways to make you smile.”

She laughs, shoving her hair behind her ear. “This is my first real date.”

My jaw falls as my heart rate picks up to what is likely an unhealthy level.

Gods.

The ways I ache to corrupt her.

“I’m honored.” I dip my head, brushing my lips over hers. “Huh, mine too, now that I think about it.”

“No way.”

I nod. “I’m sure of it.”

“Well, at least it was a great first date for both of us,” she says, nipping at my lower lip.

Little does she know… It’s not over yet.

I did myself a favor when I picked the slinky little dress Hazel is clad in. Every gyration of her hips makes her tits jiggle under the thin fabric, and every grind of her arse against my cock feels like there’s no material between us.

Except my pants.

They were a bad call.

But even monsters get funny if you walk around with your dick out, so I suppose they were a necessity.

I should’ve opted for joggers or basketball shorts.

Anything thin with easy access.

Then again, that would have made me look messy. I wanted Hazel to see I put real effort into my appearance, knowing she would be on my arm.

Fucking hell.

If my cock gets any harder, it’s going to break through the material of these leather pants.

Hazel peeks at me over her shoulder. Her cheeks are pink, and her hairline is sweaty from all the dancing.

Truthfully, it feels more like foreplay.

Sliding my fingers up her abdomen until I brush the underside of her tit, I tease my tail up her thigh.

I get dangerously close to her pussy before using the arrowhead-shaped tip to fan a little air on her clit and slowly work back toward her knee.

Her desire pulses in the air along with her annoyance at the naughty game I’ve been playing. If she doesn’t snap soon, I might.

Who knows where the fantasy came from, but I want her to toss me up against the closest wall and climb on my cock despite the audience. The scenario feels like a public claiming—an announcement to everyone in the room that I’m hers.

I don’t hate the idea of claiming her right back.

Hazel spins around, looping her fingers under my suspenders and snapping them. “You’re torturing me.”

I grin, shrugging. “And if I am? What are you going to do about it?”

Her pupils dilate even farther while her chest rises and falls in rapid pants. “Do you know anywhere close by that we can go?”

My hands fall to her arse, and I lift as she scrambles up my chest. She slams her lips to mine, and I siphon us to the second floor.

We land on one of the VIP balconies.