I Dated a Legal Devil, page 9
Inside her, it was moving, swelling, and stretching her from opening to cervix. Fortunately, it was pulled down from the sensitive interior.
“How does it feel, pet?”
She could feel her body getting slicker around it, but it wasn’t uncomfortable, just odd. “Strange.”
“No pain?”
“None.”
“Let’s go to dinner.” He smiled and helped her to her feet.
He got a notice and flicked a gaze to his com. “Good girl.”
She sighed. “If you give me a dog biscuit, I am going to punch you.”
“I will have Klauz make something up for you.”
She gasped as they walked out. “That’s not fair.”
“Oh, sweet, I am many things, but fair isn’t one of them. I am playing to win, and you are the prize.”
Her body flexed, and his com chirped. His eyes widened as he checked the readout. He slid his hand into her dress at her waist. The warm palm on her skin caused a movement inside her, and he chirped again.
He grinned. “Best. Toy. Ever.”
They exited the club, and he tucked her in the car before getting in himself. He fit but just barely. She blushed at that thought, and the toy shifted again.
She tried to find a way to sit comfortably.
Ekron snorted. “Vikor, what the hell did you do?”
Drin sat while he explained the new addition to them. It got smaller while he went over the details of the toy.
She sat still as they headed to Klauz’s. Ekron grabbed and pulled her onto his lap, sliding his fingers up her inner thigh to investigate the new addition.
His fingers were careful, and he kept brushing her clit, and a moment later, he had moved the fabric aside and was nuzzling and sucking on her breast like he was trying to remove her soul. The toy reacted violently as she wrapped her arms around him and held on. Her orgasm hit suddenly, and she bowed back with a low moan.
She rippled and clutched at the toy with muscles that were pretty strong for never being taken for a test drive.
Ekron let her go with a slow lick of her nipple. He tucked the fabric back in place. “I missed you.”
“I was gone ten minutes tops.”
“Eh, the thought of Vikor having his hands on you while I wasn’t there to supervise sent chills through me. Our poor little pet trapped in Hell.” He nuzzled her.
Vikor growled. “Ekron, stop getting your scent all over her.”
“It doesn’t bother the rest of us.”
Techor chuckled. “It gets a little thick for me. Like wrapping her in chewing gum.”
Ekron frowned. “Hey.”
Vikor looked smug. “And with just that, she is most of the way there.”
“Just that? I was paying close attention to her.”
She grinned and patted his cheek. “There, there, little fella. You did just fine.”
His hands started to curl on her skin when Vikor pulled her onto his lap. As she was pulled away, she muttered, “At least I didn’t endanger your junk this time.”
He paused and then cracked a smile. “You are a fun little pet, Drin.”
She flipped him off. Techor laughed. Vikor held her tight, and then, they arrived at the building.
Ekron left first and took her hands as she came out. Her heel caught a pebble, and he caught her. Vikor got out of the car, and the judge came last. They walked into the building, and the doorman looked down at a screen and then up again. “The elevator is waiting. You will be in the private room.”
They moved to the elevator and rode up to the restaurant, where they were seen, greeted, and escorted to a private space.
The table was elegantly set and had all kinds of snacks on it. At the sight, Drin’s stomach rumbled.
Klauz came through the doors and opened his arms to her. She ran to him and hugged him. Her arms wrapped around his chef’s whites, and she smiled up at him. “Hi.”
He grinned down at her. “You are making me wish we weren’t at my place of business, little miss.”
She beamed. “Me, too.”
“You look spectacular, Drin.”
“Thank you. Ekron did all the work.”
She felt his hands stroking up and down her back.
Klauz murmured, “Kritz and Arcady are here. Did you want to see them?”
“Oh, no. Not today. This is too new. I will tell Arcady that I am social with her brother-in-law tomorrow.”
“Oh, we went far beyond social. I think we were downright cordial.” He pressed a kiss to her temple. “I would like to be cordial again.”
Ekron laughed. “This afternoon, she was dazed and barely coherent. She mumbled that was not dessert for three minutes.”
Klauz laughed and stroked her pink cheek. “It wasn’t for you. It was for me.” He grinned. “I like dessert, and if you are hoping to keep this arrangement from Kritz, you are too late. I can see through his eye, and he can see through mine. He nearly broke an experiment. He hasn’t seen that sort of thing through my eyes recently, and he is probably going to find a reason to come by your desk tomorrow.”
She shivered. “Somehow, I didn’t think this would leak into my day-to-day.”
He toyed with her hair. “What did you think would happen?”
“I would wake up?”
The other three chuckled. Klauz leaned in and kissed her. “You are awake, dessert. We are what happens after you decide to join the real world. We are as real as it gets.”
She looked back at the others, all sitting or standing casually. “Real is kind of overwhelming.”
“We will get you through it, Drin. Frankly, we are just surprised you aren’t screaming right now.”
She looked back at him and smiled. “Being able to abuse Ekron at random intervals has helped.”
Ekron sighed. “She won’t stop jumping on me.”
“Not in this outfit. You are safe.”
Vikor chuckled, and she could imagine Ekron’s face.
Klauz slid a hand down to cup her ass.
She muttered, “You had better wash your hands before going to the kitchen. I have gotten sweaty a few times since my shower.”
She heard a ping, and Vikor chuckled as Klauz used his grip to pull her up against him. Klauz murmured, “What was that sound, and why did you blush?”
Ekron gleefully spoke. “Oh, I want to tell! Vikor got a toy that expands as she gets aroused, and then, it holds her wide until the next flicker of excitement relaxes her.”
Klauz’s hand went between her buttocks and followed the line of her G-string down until he reached the toy and her slippery lips. She looked up at him. “Dude, you are seriously going to need to wash your hands.”
He laughed, and to her consternation, he slid a finger between her flesh and the toy, and he slowly circled around there. “Oh, still room to move and not uncomfortable?”
She stared into his eyes without saying anything. A roar of need ran through her, and the toy moved again, pressing against his finger.
He smiled slowly. “Almost there, dessert.”
She pressed her forehead to his whites as he kept circling slowly. It moved again, and she heard it register on Vikor’s com.
Her stomach growled, and Klauz paused. “Oh, we can’t have that.”
She muttered, “I either have you, or I have food. Not fussy at this point.”
His eyes widened. “Interesting. Why did you say that?”
She played back her sentence and covered her mouth. “I don’t know.”
He took her hand and slipped her fingers into his mouth, swirling his tongue around her digits and sucking lightly. She whimpered, and he released her. He whispered, “Vikor is giving me a look that says he would rather I didn’t satisfy any other hunger in here.” His finger moved slowly around her again. “However, I am the oldest here and want to see what happens if I go around a few more times.”
Her startled gaze locked with his, and the third slow circle of her stretched flesh produced what he was looking for. Her knees went weak, and he continued to work his finger between her and the toy until she hung in his arms, gasping. He reset the G-string and patted her butt. He held her and eased his hand out of her dress.
“I will satisfy your other appetite when we have time and privacy. You are stretched well enough to fit me.” He winked. He licked his finger and ran his tongue down his hand and up again. “Seems all that cream I am feeding you is doing you good.”
She ducked her head, and he kissed her temple. “Go sit with Vikor. He’s agitated. His steak is going to be rare and bloody.”
“Serve him fish.” She muttered and walked back to Vikor. She carefully crawled onto his lap and curled up against his shoulder.
He shuddered, and the tension in him eased. He ran his hand up her thigh, and his fingers verified the span of the toy and the slick she was leaking. “You like Klauz?”
She looked at the chef, who stood grinning with his arms folded. “He gives and takes at the same time, so I never feel bad for just reacting.”
Vikor sighed. “I know I am demanding a lot without giving much. Yet. Have patience with me.”
She looked up at his upset face and stroked his cheek. “I will. I have waited a decade already. A few days more won’t be the end of the world, and when I wear that collar and cuffs, I think things are going to get a little less on the controlled side when it comes to you. I can and will do whatever you ask, but I am trying to throw anchors out now so I can find myself again when it’s over.”
He turned his head, and his lips brushed her palm. “What makes you think it will be over?”
“Everything ends, and I am too high maintenance to upkeep for long. Even the planning didn’t go beyond immediate requirements. I am not stupid. Fairy tales end, but I am content to play.” She smiled brightly.
Vikor’s eyes got hard. “I am not playing with you, Drin, nor are the others.”
Ekron cleared his throat. “I am a little, but I still don’t have any inclination to let you go. Ever.”
Techor smiled wryly. “I just found you. Why would I let you go?”
She looked at Klauz, who was scowling. “We haven’t even started, and you want us out of your life already?”
“No! No. I am just prepared for when it happens. I have to be. I need to be. It may have escaped your notice, but I am outnumbered. My life so far has not been smooth sailing, and rough patches come up when you are least expecting them. If birth control fails, I know how hard it is to raise a child on your own. I am not a precog. I don’t know what will happen next, and I am scared. If I have all the what if’s, then I can make a plan.”
Techor murmured, “She’s genuinely scared.”
Vikor’s arms wrapped tight around her. “I am not letting you go. Ever.”
She squeaked.
Klauz laughed. Ekron snickered, and Techor chuckled. “He means it. You are as much a part of his mental makeup as his horns and red skin. He has wanted you longer than was appropriate but never acted on it. Now that he knows how to find you, he’s going to woo you with all his considerable talents.”
She was held tight, but she pressed her temple to his jaw. “Only if I can reciprocate.”
“I don’t think we have restraints in my size.”
“Bad forward thinking on your part.”
“I will take a penalty for my lack of foresight.”
Klauz smiled. “Crisis averted. I will be back with servers and the first course. All clothing on, please. I am not zoned for nudity.”
She pressed a smile to Vikor’s neck, inhaling his pheromones. His com chirped, and he chucked as the door closed. “It has been a stressful day for you, pet, and no sleep last night. It is a wonder that you aren’t crying.”
“I rarely cry. I pull up my big girl panties and confront my problems.”
Vikor sighed. “Which is why you brought up that insecurity.”
She nodded. “I don’t want to hide something and have it bite me in the ass later.”
Techor laughed. “That’s my job.”
She tried to squirm around and look Techor in the eye, but Vikor’s grip was firm. “How am I supposed to know if he is serious?”
Techor laughed. “You will have to wait and find out. Minders don’t have the sharp canines, but we can make do.”
She started to fight to turn and see Techor. “Seriously. I need to see if he is serious.”
Ekron chuckled. “We will just have to wait and see how serious.”
Vikor squeezed her again. She asked him plaintively, “Can you at least point me toward the food?”
He snickered and rotated her one hundred eighty degrees. She was able to reach the food and inched the platter to the edge of the table, and she pinched some of the appetizers and nibbled them slowly. It soothed the ache in her gut that was growing by the second.
“Now, what did you mean when you told Klauz that you would take him or food?” Vikor touched the edge of the toy through the skirt.
“You really want to know the answer?”
Three voices said, “Yes!”
She was stuck.
Chapter Ten
Drin sighed. “It is just an idea. A persistent thought. I might just be tired. Hell, I know I am tired.”
“Spill it, Drin,” Vikor growled.
She looked at Techor. “Your Honour, he is badgering the witness.”
Techor laughed. “Tough. Now explain.”
Drin stuffed a canapé into her mouth and started mumbling. Ekron clapped a hand over his eyes while his shoulders shook.
When she swallowed, Vikor pivoted her away from the food. “Try that again.”
“When Klauz tired me out, it was great, but my body kept whispering that it needed something and could get it from him. Finding out what I need is going to be a bit of trial and error, but I am sure I can get it from at least one of you.”
Vikor murmured, “I am still a bit puzzled.”
She blushed but said, “The assertion of sex is like finding a new food group for me. As soon as I figure out how to eat it, I think I can get some of my physical needs met by you guys, but I consume a lot, so it is best I don’t take it all from one of you.”
Techor cocked his head. “Is that your hunger?”
She felt the vortex inside her that was normally satisfied with food. It now had a hot purple element that was calling for sex. “Um, yes. Boy, you telepaths are nosey.”
“There is something there that wasn’t this morning.”
She tapped her lips. “Could it be the ever-expanding dildo? Trust me that has kept sex very much on my mind. I am going to talk to Zera about this when I see her. It’s a little on the freaky side.”
Vikor muttered, “Is it uncomfortable?”
“I have to sit down reeallly carefully. And walking involves a new skill set. Anything more than a walk is right out.”
He slid his hand into the deep cleavage of her dress. “So, sex is on your mind?”
She inhaled, reached up, and grabbed his horns. Her hips started to rock. He quickly switched hands and rubbed her clit through the fabric. She arched, and her left leg flexed as she shuddered and came.
She glanced at Techor as her body pulsed around the toy, and he watched her with heavily lidded eyes. Ekron was leaning forward, his eyes gleaming.
She slowly turned her face toward Vikor’s, and the ferocity and hunger were terrifying. She turned in his grip and kissed him, trying to give him a fraction of what he had just offered her. He opened his mouth to her, and she exhaled some of what she had just gotten into his mouth. He groaned under her, and she stroked his dark hair, neck, and horns and ran her thumbs behind his ears.
He shuddered, and she worked her hand under his belt and into his loose trousers. She found the hot, slick mess and coated her hand in it. She sought it all out and felt it disappear. She felt the hunger in her body easing. Her fingers found every sticky glob, and it disappeared.
She looked at her fingers when she pulled her hand from the closure of his wide-legged trousers. They were glowing slightly. She looked up at Vikor. “Well, that explains that.”
The heat in his eyes was still there.
“Was that what you wanted, pet?” He smiled.
“I have no idea, but I am less hungry. That is a fucking weird activation.” She stared at the fading glow. He brought her hand to his cheek and turned to kiss her palm. “You smell like you. No trace of me left on you.”
She shrugged. “You just have to try harder.” She slapped her hand over her mouth the moment the words were out. The hunger was throwing out challenges like invitations, which they sort of were.
“Harder will not be a problem. I have a quick recovery time.”
She smiled brightly and patted his cheek. “And that’s what I love about you.” She saw his eyes flare, and then, he kissed her like he was trying to breathe life into her.
She was trapped in his kiss until the door opened and servers came in with their meals. Ekron and Techor had been having a quiet conversation during the make-out session. She caught the scent of food and turned around to find a grinning Klauz setting her food at the table.
Ekron waited until the servers had gone. “Hey, we found out what will work on her hunger aside from food.”
She lunged toward him, but Vikor still had a good grip. “Shut up.”
Klauz grinned. “Do tell.”
Techor filled him in. “Semen. She said something to Vikor, and it set him off, and her little hand absorbed it all, glowed, and then faded to normal. Of course, experiments will have to be done.”
Hearing it said out loud was mortifying.
She sat back and slowly released herself from Vikor’s grip, then went to sit at her seat at the table.
Klauz crouched next to her and caressed her jaw. “Upset, dessert? Not the answer to your issue that you were hoping for?”
