Page 56 of Speak No Evil

“And?” She throws her hand on her curved hips, tragically covered in an awful, thick fabric that would look best burning in a trash heap. “I’m the newcomer. You three have centuries of history I couldn’t possibly hope to understand or compete with... Not…not that I want to compete with—Ugh, I’m not saying any of this right.” Jade sighs and begins again. “Look, you three have said time and time again that demon sexuality isn’t the same as human sexuality. I assumed that meant you all were banging each other all the time, and that doesn’t need to change if you don’t want it to. OK?”

Another quick glance between Thorne and me.

“Just make sure I’m invited to the party now and then and we’re good. OK?”

Thorne, ever the quickest one to recover, replies with a suggestion. “Well, there’s enough room for all of us if you’d like to join now.” He offers a hand, and Jade looks like she’s considering it.

But only for a moment.

“Sorry, boys. We got way more important things to take care of than getting each other's rocks off.”

Thorne steps out of the shower, naked and dripping and magnificent. “Don’t say that, love. What’s more important than making each other scream with pleasure?”

At that very moment, a tiny witch holding a wriggling mass of tentacles steps out from behind Jade.

She thrusts the creature toward us. “This. I’m pretty sure of it.”

Chapter 14

JADE

Lucifer’s sex party! Am I glad I listened to the little voice in the back of my head telling me to go find the lords and not speak to them psychically!

If I had, I would have missed the fucking greatest shower scene of my life.

Both their scents mingle in the steamy air, and like before there’s more to them. A deeper, spicier note underpins both, mixing them into a spiced berry custard.

I could simply eat them both up.

Ryker, in his golden god true form, holding Thorne up by the throat like a prize…

Fuck, I will not forget that soon.

I realize this is hardly the time to let myself daydream about watching the lords fight and fuck. But I’m definitely putting that on a do-to list.

“Peccatores et meretricesis that an eight-leggedduyops?” Thorne dashes around me and grabs Chonk under the tentacles.

“You tell me,” I say.

“By the stars, I haven’t seen one of these since I was a very young boy.”

Chonk makes a strange purring, gurgling sound as Thorn rearranges his tentacles. He carefully moves one over the other until the part that was previously underneath the tentacles is now on top.

“Oooh, it’s kinda cute,” says Emilia when its face is finally visible. “Now that he’s not inside out.”

“Let me see!” Chonk says and Thorne holds him up to the steamy bathroom mirror.

He wipes away the condensation with a tentacle and examines his new form.

“Yes. That’ll do. Thank you, Stinky. You’ve made me into a formidable ally.”

I shrug. “You’re welcome?”

Thorne and Ryker are both staring at me. “We owe you thanks as well, for bringing our true forms to the surface,” Ryker says.

I shake my head. “I mean, I guess you're welcome, but I didn't do any of this. Not on purpose, anyway. I died on a demon cock and came back like this. Don’t make it into something it’s not.”

Thorne and Ryker smirk at me. “Whatever you say, Mistress.”

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