Page 35 of D'Vaire or Nothing
“We are at a hotel; it is not your bed,” Alaric argued. As usual, his resurrection as a sentinel made it impossible for him to be anything but direct and honest to a fault.
“Just help me find Paszra.”
Alaric stopped and, to Chander’s surprise, bent to kiss him gently. “Deranged though you are at times, I still love you. As for Paszra, he and Sasha were right on the other side of that bank of machines. They are gone now.”
“Probably tied up by a quartet of wacky goblins,” Chander muttered.
“I lack the ability to track demonic forms besides you, but perhaps if we make a circle through the casino, we can spot them or someone else that was nearby, so we can inquire if they know where Paszra and Sasha have gone.”
“Fine, lead on, Lich Sentinel.”
“Should have allowed me to lead from the beginning,” Alaric drawled.
Chander mimicked his words behind Alaric, but the sentinel turned before he finished mouthing the sentence and grinned at him.
“Are you mocking me, Chand?”
“Why ask me a question when you already know the answer?”
“I am sure you told me once that it is common courtesy not to assume I already know the answer.”
Highly amused, Chander was the one who nearly stumbled as he bent over with the force of his laughter. “Right, because you never do that.”
“Please do not fall on the floor. I have no wish to find you a healer tonight.”
“I think I’d be okay if I fell.”
“Do you think I would ever be content with you having a single scratch or bruise anywhere on your beautiful body? Absolutely not. If you are hurt in any way, you will be healed. Immediately.”
The conviction in Alaric’s voice had a shiver run down Chander’s spine. While Chander was perfectly capable of taking care of himself, he didn’t doubt that if he did somehow get a wound, Alaric would ensure a sorcerer was found to remedy the situation.
“Relax, I’m fine. Plus, I’m covered in a magical shield that I painstakingly built around myself with both halves of my magical well.”
“I see Paszra.”
Chander took a second to stop in front of Alaric, who glanced at him with confusion on his handsome face. Needing a moment to appreciate Alaric, Chander slipped his hands in the small gap between the Lich Sentinel’s hips and the glowing daggers he took with him everywhere. Chander raised to the toes of his sneakered feet to seal their mouths together. Alaric took control of the kiss and darted his tongue through Chander’s lips.
Nothing and no one else existed as Alaric held him close and ravaged him. Chander’s heart thudded, and his limbs grew heavy as he clung to Alaric. The entire world ceased to exist as Chander was exquisitely devoured. Far before Chander was ready, Alaric lifted his head, and they stared at one another.
“We should make it an early night,” Alaric whispered.
Chander didn’t have a clue what time it was, but he nodded. “One hour, then we go upstairs and you play with my wings.”
“I will agree to that if you promise to bite me.”
“As many times as you want.”
“Good, now let’s talk with Paszra and Sasha.”
“And hope no one notices the hard cock in my jeans.”
Alaric smiled wryly. “My pants are roomy enough to disguise my erection.”
“Hooray for you.”
With a sweet kiss, Alaric chuckled and released Chander. His head swimming, Chander wanted to lean into Alaric forever, but he offered no objection as they laced their fingers and nearly ran smack into Paszra and Sashati. The four goblins were nowhere in sight.
Paszra immediately handed Chander a bag of cookies. “I promised these to Rogue and Pizza for right before bed. Will you be sure they get them?”
