Page 47 of Whiskey, Thieves, and Bastards
Maybe she would find it funny. It was kind of fucked up. I tried to explain what Cas, and I had learned about their completely wrong categorization of what demons they thoughtpossessed us. I felt her sit up and the weight of her gaze as she stared down at me.
“That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard, and I was alive when Genghis Khan made bathing punishable by death.”
“Ew.”
“Yeah, Dionysus and I cut our vacation short. We’re Greek. We like our baths and people were getting ripe.”
“If we can get rid of the Gold Party, it’ll be a start.”
Saul was Gold Party. They were a single-issue political party that was solely dedicated to eradicating supernaturals. Every major issue could be traced back to us according to them. They even blamed us for the minimum wage not getting raised.
Even back when I was a young man, people didn’t like the Coalition, they just didn’t say much. They’d watch their friends and neighbors get hauled off and were told they were demon possessed, but some of those people helped them out when they were in dire straights and they knew better.
The Gold Party had never gotten close to the presidency, but they’d been trying for decades. Saul wanted to be the first, and I knew he wanted to use the incident at New Eden to turn the tide so he could be the first Gold Party president.
“Mm. Have you always had an affinity for snakes?”
“Yeah. I just didn’t know it until they helped me escape the Coalition and my familiar showed up. What about you?”
“My sister hated it, but I used to have a pet snake growing up. She wasn’t my familiar, but she was in my garden. Everyone was scared of her. I guess my subconscious thought of that when I chose my fury form. There is one particular snake I’m interested in right now,” she said, her hand creeping down my stomach.
I groaned.
“Oh, really?”
“Should I even be horny right now?”
“I mean, I’m pretty horny right now.”
Medusa snaked on top of me. Now that I thought about it, she moved like a snake from what I could see of her outline. She ground herself against my cock. Now that her hair wasn’t snakes, it fell down her back in beautiful waves. I could feel it tickling my thighs.
“What are you going to do now that you have me here?”
“Oh, you have no idea.”
She could do whatever she wanted to me.
Pax was beautiful, and I had him right where I wanted him. He usually wore his long, black hair pulled back, but he was wearing it down when we got home. It was fanned out on the pillow and just looked shiny and soft. His skin was tanned and smooth and only marred by the scars around his eyes. Pax’s lips were beautifully full.
His body was made for sin. He wasn’t as big as Cas and Dionysus or as lithe as Benji. He was right in the middle. He had the body of a swimmer. I ran my hand down his abs. It wasn’t fair that it was easier for men to get abs than women, but Pax practically had an eight pack.
“You are perfection,” I hummed.
I meant it. He was beautiful. Pax just cocked his head at me.
“All of me?”
I knew he meant his eyes. The irises were milky white and there was scarring around his eyes, but it didn’t mean a thing to me. I leaned forward and kissed him.
“I don’t give a shit about your eyes. Dionysus doesn’t either. Everything I said was true. You’re insanely beautiful and you’remine.”
Pax chuckled.
“Watch it. You’re starting to sound like Cas.”
“Is that a bad thing?” I asked, kissing his neck while he stroked my back.
“Fuck, no. I love it when he gets all growly and possessive. Same when you do it.”
