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Chapter Thirty-Six

D ray

I dive to the ground as a torrent of fire races above, hot, destructive and deadly.

Then I’m on my feet, my shadows streaming from my hands and slamming into the demon that is sweeping my way.

The thing squeals and hisses, its forked tongue slipping from its raw mouth, its crimson eyes luminous.

It thrashes in my grip, and I grunt, straining to keep the freaky fucker contained.

Its claws rip through my shadows, tearing at them and the pain strikes right in my belly.

“Ahh no you don’t,” I spit. I squeeze all the harder and when it opens its mouth to scream, I let my shadows shoot down its throat and then the creature is exploding into a thousand million pieces, the blast sending me flying back down to the ground.

“What the hell are you doing down there?” Beaufort calls out to me as he sprints past me towards another demon swooping our way.

“Killing fucking demons, what else did you think? Scrabble?” I mumble, jumping back up onto my feet.

Behind me, Henrietta has a demon by its tail and is swinging the creature around her head as she laughs hysterically, seemingly unconcerned with the blood rushing down her face.

I shake my head. I’d offer her my help, but the girl is as insane as everyone suspected – this little expedition has made that clear – and she might take my offer of help as an insult and have me hanging by the balls.

Instead I look for my bond brothers. Beaufort, only a few feet away, is using his magic to shield himself from the fire a demon is shooting at his body and further away, is Thorne.

I should be helping, but for a few minutes I can’t help but stand and admire the dude.

He stands, both arms outstretched in opposite directions, his gaze intense, his jaw set, his face wet with perspiration.

Shadows blast from his open palms and several demons are caught in the onslaught like fish in a net.

“Dray!” Beaufort snaps and I run to his side, blasting at the demon that has cornered him. “Fuck,” he mutters, as the demons shrivels away into nothingness. “Thanks man,” he slaps me on the shoulder, swiping sweat from his eyes.

But there ain’t no time to sit about congratulating each other because two more demons come swarming towards us.

I’ve seen demons before. I’ve fought demons before. Not like these ones though. These are big, ugly, grumpy fuckers – powerful and relentless.

It makes this a lot more challenging and a hell of a lot more fun .

Fuck, this is nearly as much fun as licking out my little kitten.

Almost. Not quite. Let’s face it, there isn’t anything better in the whole entire realm, in the whole damn universe, that is as good as that.

Except I suppose, licking at her pussy with my fingers in her ass.

Hell, I’d love to sink my cock into that ass too.

Would love to do it even more in my wolf form.

The shadows in my blood buzz and I flick between my forms, my head and my balls buzzing too.

Fuck me, it’s been too long since I saw that little kitten. Two whole weeks. I can tell by the weight of my frustrated ball sack.

And while hunting demons is fun and all, it isn’t like being with her. I can tell the others feel the same. Thorne is in such a black mood, no one will go within ten damn feet of him. And Beaufort has been snapping everyone’s head off. I reckon his balls are aching just as much as mine.

Just thinking about my little kitten puts a huge smile on my face and I dispose of the next three demons without even thinking about it. My shadows all fucked up and high.

“You enjoying yourself?” Beau asks, spotting my expression.

I bounce on my toes and puff out air. “You bet I am. This is what we were born to do, right? Wanna try that thing next time round?”

“The thing is stupid.”

“So’s your face,” I tell him, blowing him a kiss. “I could go ask Henrietta.” We can both hear her manic laughter. I don’t even want to know what she’s up to now.

“I’ll do the thing,” he says reluctantly.

I wrap my arm around his neck, tug him towards me and land a kiss on his stubbled cheek. Then, as he tries to break free, I bend us both in half, avoiding the ball of fire that was coming for our heads.

“Ready,” I whisper in his ears.

He rolls his eyes but nods. We let our shadows twist together creating one strong twist of rope and we go out fishing for another demon fucker.

Because the sooner we kill all these fuckers, the sooner I can be back in the paws of my precious little kitten.