Page 45 of Demons in My Bed
I gasped and sat up, finding a very naked Felix lying on his back and his also very naked twin…Wait. What?
“Talon? What the fuck are you doing?!”
He sighed dramatically. “Well, funny story. I went to my meeting and whatever, but then I got bored waiting around. I thought you might be out here so… here I am. Though I am a little sad I missed the sexuals.”
My eyes widened. “Are you fucking insane?!”
“I mean…” He shrugged. “It has been brought up before. I like the term ‘pleasantly delusional’ if I have to go with a label.”
I glanced over at Felix, who was still sound asleep. I guess after a lifetime with a madman as a twin, you’d evolve or something to be able to sleep through anything.
“He’ll be out for another few hours, easy. Man, you looked so cute cuddled up with your head on his chest. Such a vision, the demon and the bunny,” Talon mused, giving me a very wide, completely inappropriate smile for the situation.
I couldn’t deal with his mind games right now. “Where’s my phone? I think someone was calling or messaging?” I started feeling around in the blankets. “And I do not cuddle.”
“Oh, the vibrating? Yeah, about that—”
I tossed the blanket back and froze when I came face to face with a neon blue… tentacle? ”What the hell is that?”
Talon sat up and snatched the thing, tossing it across the room so it vanished behind a chair. “Remember when I said you looked really fucking good all naked and—”
“Talon, so help me…” The vibrating started again from the other side of the room. “Is that what I think it is?”
“Oh gods, okay. Misha has the remote. It’s a little game we like to play. He tries to make me ink against my will. Get it?”
“No!” I held out my hand, cutting him off when I saw his mouth open. “No, I donotget it! Whatever sex games you want to play with Misha, be my guest, but I want to know why you were doing this in bed, right next to me, while I wassleeping?”
“Bun-bun, I didn’t do anything. Yet. I simply had the tool on my person—or next to my person is more accurate—in case an opportunity came knocking. Don’t be mad, I wouldn’t have done it without you. Definitely would have woken you up, which is more than I can say foryounot extending an invitation tomebefore you did whatever kind of shish-kabobbing happened with my brother and Ashland!”
“Shish-kabobbing?” I was going to murder this demon. Yes. I was going to take that butt tentacle and stuff it down his throat. “It’s none of your damn business what I was doing!” The tentacle vibrated its way off whatever padded surface it had landed on and was now extra loud against the wooden floor. “Andwhyis that thing on?”
Talon hopped out of bed and sped over to the toy, snatching it off the floor. He turned and pointed at me with the tentacle like it was a wand and he was the bigger, crazier, sexier Ronald Weasley. “Were you or were you not shish-kabobbed?”
Ashland chose that moment to materialize out of thin air—that was going to take some getting used to—and froze in place, looking from Talon to the tentacle, then over to me. His brows lifted as he pulled his bottom lip between his teeth. “Oh, are we playing squid games? Last time I played, the tentacle wasn’t used like that, Tal. You need to stick it—”
“You are all fucking psycho!” I hissed, jumping out of bed and grabbing my clothes from the floor, nearly falling over as I tried to pull them on as quickly as possible. “I’m going to take a shower. Alone. Someone better get me some gods damned food too for when I’m done, because you don’t want to see me hangry.”
I stormed over to the stairs and heard the two of them mumbling.
“And I will put a hex on all of you if you even think about serving me calamari!” I raced down the steps, heading for the bathroom I’d used before. It wasn’t until I was halfway down the last flight of stairs that I saw Misha lying on the couch with a goofy ass smile, fiddling with his phone.
Oh my gods, the remote to the tentacle!
“Seriously?” I yelled before my foot even hit the final step, causing Misha to snap into action and bolt upright. “Yeah, bet you’re surprised to see me. Thought I was busy playing hide the tentacle up Talon’s ass?!”
Misha stood up and stuck his phone in his pocket. “Clearly, his plan didn’t work.”
“Clearly.” I turned and walked away. “I’m going to shower.” Maybe I hadn’t slept long enough, because man, I was feeling especially bitchy at the moment.A hotel might be a good idea for a night or two… Get my shit together and get some space from these crazy fucking idiots.
“Hungry?”
My walk on the angry side halted so quickly, I was surprised the sound of brakes squealing didn’t emanate from my body in some way. I looked back over my shoulder, narrowing my eyes at the smug fucker who was holding up bags of takeout food. Everyone knows it’s best to eat that stuff when it’s still hot.
“Whatcha got there?”
Misha set the bags down on the dining table. “Eat first. Then shower.” He started removing boxes and setting them out. He was wearing a skintight, black T-shirt with camo pants and black boots. Typically, if I saw a man wearing camo outside of the military or the wild fucking wilderness, I steered clear, but it just looked perfect on Misha. As far as I was concerned, he belonged in the wild wilderness with how damn big he was.
“Fine. I’ll eat… but then I’m showering and after that, I need some alone time.” I sat down, and he handed me a box and a bottle of water. I opened the water, eagerly downing half of it in one go. His intense stare was on me as I lowered the bottle. “What? You wanna say grace or something?”
