Page 26 of Chaos Demons

“Can she help you get yourself under control?”

“I… yes. Yes, she can.”

“Then seek her out and do what you must. But return as soon as you can. That wave of undead will be in Manhattan shortly. I’ll do what I can to slow them, but I fear it won’t be enough.”

“Can’t Osiris get off his ass and help? What’s a god of the Dead good for if he can’t control the fucking dead!”

Anubis nodded. “I’ll contact him.”

I rose and turned to him. “I’ll be back as soon as I can.” Then I dove into the East River.

I’m coming, Ana, and I hope you’re ready for me, because this time if we don’t connect, the entire city might be destroyed!

ANAIS

I woke with a scream.

That dream had felt… different. It hadn’t been distorted and maddening. There hadn’t been any creepy crawlies or delirium. No, this one had been clear… if horrifying.

It hadn’t been spiders and bugs, but people… dead people. They’d been swarming over others, biting and drinking their blood, and seemingly getting more powerful as they went. Then, as the swarm passed, those they’d killed rose to follow them. It had scared the life out of me, and I woke in a cold sweat.

Grey jerked awake next to me, eyes going wide.

“A hunt is coming,” he whispered before blinking and seemingly coming fully awake. “What did I just say?”

“A hunt is coming,” I repeated.

“Fuck,” he whispered. Then his brows furrowed. I could only just see him with the hint of light leaking in through my window from the street outside. “You couldn’t sleep?”

“I had a bad dream, just woke up.”

Grey nodded slowly. “I… did your dream involve a strange wave of the dead devouring others?”

I blinked. “Yes. How did you know?”

“I had the same dream.” He began to rise, quickly. “Something is happening. I can feel it. I think you’re feeling it too.”

I turned on the bedside lamp and took just a moment to admire Grey’s extremely-hot naked body. He slept naked because… of course he did.

Olive-tanned skin covered his tall frame. His muscles bunched and stretched as he moved, shoulders rolling, thighs shifting. Thick dark hair and that ever-present dark scruff of a beard framed his hard-edged face, which was a mask of concern. His sable eyes seemed lost in thought. Then… of course, there was the swinging length of man-meat slapping his thighs before he found his boxers and pulled them on.

I’d slept naked this time as well, we’d stripped each other — trying to rekindle our passion — but had just ended up asleep.

I rose, but something stopped me from putting on the blouse and skirt I’d been wearing, and instead, I went to my dresser and pulled out a pair of comfortable jeans and a black T-shirt. Then I went to my closet and pulled out a badass leather jacket, slipping that on over everything else.

Grey only had the pants of his butler uniform up here. He’d been washing the top pieces earlier. He had duplicates in his room, of course, but for now, he was topless and gorgeous.

Then his eyes caught me in my get-up and his breath hitched before he gave a soft laugh. “Is there anything you don’t look good in?”

“I don’t tend to look as good in brown or any shade of green. I stay away from earth tones, but other than that… nope.”

He laughed outright. “Of course.”

Then he came to me, three long strides across the room, and pulled me close in a ravenous kiss. I opened my lips as his tongue slashed across them, then met his driving need with my own.

He was so impassioned and — with my aspect — I could feel every ounce of it. He hadn’t done anything more than crush me close to him and devour my mouth, but my aspect made sure I was ready for anything.

The shifting of our bodies against each other sent sparks showering through me, lighting an inner flame that quickly blazed over my skin and superheated my core. I was certain he felt my ragingly taut nipples even through my shirt and jacket, and he was definitely feeling my hips rocking against his lengthening erection.

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