Page 31 of Calling Chaos

Chaos grinned innocently, his blunt human teeth back in order. “I smiled at him.”

Speaking of mouths. And teeth that were sharp and then not sharp.

Chaos took out Cooper’s phone. Cooper had given him his password, and Chaos had done some research while they were in the rented car on the way to the hotel, when Cooper had been distracted by his cards and accounts.

Just because Ivan had interrupted them didn’t mean Chaos was letting go of his advantage.

“Puppy?” Chaos asked sweetly.

Cooper looked up from his drink. “Yeah?”

Chaos pushed the phone toward him, showing Cooper the video he’d pulled up. “Can we practice this next?”

Cooper yelped, flipping the phone over and shoving it down onto the bar top, glancing around like he’d just committed a crime. His cheeks weremuchredder now than they’d been with the bartender.

“Chaos,” he said in a low voice, as if afraid for his words to carry. “You can’t pull uppornat the bar.”

“Why not?” Chaos asked with a pout. “I kept the sound off.”

Chaos had thought Cooper would appreciate the courtesy—his puppy didn’t like too much attention being drawn to him—but perhaps Chaos had been mistaken.

Cooper took some slow, deep breaths, his chest rising and falling noticeably with each one. He sipped his drink once. Then again.

Chaos waited him out. See how patient he could be?

“You want me to blow you?” Cooper finally asked, his voice just as low and quiet as before, not even looking at Chaos for some reason.

“No, silly,” Chaos told him, at his usual volume. “Iwant to blowyou.” In case Cooper didn’t fully understand, he clarified, “I want to put my mouth on your cock and suck on it.”

He’d wanted to do it since he’d seen the first video of it in Cooper’s porn stash. There were just so many ways for humans to mate with each other, almost none of which Chaos had ever had a chance to explore, too busy following orders and unleashing mayhem.

But now he was here, with his agreeable puppy, and he wanted to try all of them.

Cooper lowered his head onto his hand, his ears now the same red as his cheeks. “Oh my fucking God.”

Chaos patted Cooper’s pretty hair and winked at the bartender, who was gaping at them. Chaos didn’t mind the man and his stupid facial hair so much, now that everyone knew where everyone else stood.

The hotel bar was pretty fun after all.

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Cooper

Cooper sat on the edge of the hotel bed in his underwear, nibbling on his thumbnail as he tried to get the storm of butterflies in his belly to calm its rioting. Chaos was standing in front of him, fox eyes narrowed and gleaming in anticipation.

They’d finished their drinks at the bar with Cooper in a sort of daze. (Or at least Cooper had finishedhisdrink—Chaos had just dipped his fingers in his water and flicked them at the bartender when Cooper wasn’t looking, until Cooper had caught him and asked him to stop.) Cooper was pretty sure he’d paid his bill. Or maybe he’d charged it to the room? Hopefully he’d tipped that poor bartender. Jesus.

Why had Cooper agreed to this again?

Except he knew why, didn’t he? He’d agreed because there was something about Chaos that pulled him in, something Cooper didn’t have it in him to resist. It was…all of it. The whole package. Chaos’s delight in everything Cooper had to offer. The warm weight of his head on Cooper’s shoulder. The firm grip of his hand as they walked. The intensity of his attention and the dangerous aura he emanated without care.

It was all so…compelling. Cooper would probably never come across anything or anyone as compelling ever again in his life. And he might be a little cowardly by nature, but he still wanted to take advantage while he could, before he had to go back to the small, contained existence he’d been living before.

And even though it should have been horribly awkward—Cooper sitting in his underwear while Chaos stared at him, back in his demon form but still fully clothed—Cooper was already half-hard, nervous embarrassment mixing gleefully with arousal in his belly in some sort of strange, internal cocktail.

He cleared his throat, dropping his hand from his mouth. They couldn’t stare at each other forever, as much as Chaos seemed willing to. “You said you’ve mated before. Was that with…humans?”

Chaos shook his head, his gaze laser-focused on Cooper’s underwear-clad cock in a way that should have been ridiculous but was for some reason making Cooper’s dick twitch. “Demons, mostly. There were a few in the Void in the very beginning who were agreeable.” He cocked his head in thought, although his eyes never left Cooper’s dick. “One human, long ago. A madman. Vicious and wild.”

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