Demon's Cruel Desire: A Dark Demon Fantasy Romance by Celeste King

Author:Celeste King [King, Celeste]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Protheka Publishing
Published: 2024-07-25T00:00:00+00:00

12

DAGON

“Are you sure about this?” I grumble, looking up at the alehouse signage. My brother has no mercy for my foul mood as he shoves me through the wooden doors.

“Trust me on this,” he smirks, meeting the smoky room with an easy smile.

Call it brotherly love, but I normally wouldn’t be caught dead in a dive like this.

The smoky tavern assaults my senses with a barrage of harsh laughter, clinking tankards, and the reek of stale bodies. I squeeze my eyes shut, drawing a fortifying breath through my nostrils. Why in the nine hells did I agree to this?

Tagar claps a heavy hand on my shoulder, jostling me forward. "This is just what you need, little brother. A night of debauchery to clear that pretty human fog from your brain."

I grit my teeth, restraining the urge to shrug off his vice-like grip.

“I'm fine,” I insist, hoping to convince myself as much as my brother.

Tagar looks less than convinced as he pushes me towards a seat at a table. Every breath of stale tavern air has me longing for the crisp, green scent of the courtyard gardens back home. Of Callista's unique floral notes dancing on the breeze as she moves amongst the blooms.

Curse that brave, foolish woman and her soul-deep stare for burrowing under my defenses so thoroughly. I should have guarded myself better against her disarming warmth and spirit.

"You're quiet over there, Dags," Tagar taunts with a sharp elbow to my ribs. "Don't tell me you're already pining after your little human plaything?"

A possessive growl rumbles up my throat before I can stop it. I slam it down, nostrils flaring as I turn a withering glare on my insufferable sibling. "She is no mere plaything, brother. You'd do well to show Callista more respect."

The words are out before I can rein them in. Tagar arches one thick brow, his obsidian eyes glittering with undisguised delight at getting such a rise out of me.

"Oh? And here I thought we were going to enjoy a nice evening drowning our sorrows in ale and disconnected flesh." His lip curls in a cruel smirk. "Unless you'd prefer disconnecting differently with your precious little human?"

White-hot fury lances through me at the thought of Tagar's hands on Callista's soft, delicate skin. I lurch to my feet, fully prepared to wipe that vile look off my brother's face with my fists.

But a buxom she-demon has already slid into my lap, all cloying perfume and vapid smiles as she trails painted claws down my chest. "Now, now, boys, is that any way to treat a lady?"

I meet Tagar's taunting sneer over the demoness's shoulder, hating how easily he can undo me with a few crude words about Callista. As the she-demon continues her simpering game, I've never felt so utterly removed from my surroundings.

The demoness's inane chatter washes over me, my mind still caught in a loop of Callista's radiant smile, her teasing laughter as she tosses flowers at me in the garden. So lost in the memory, I barely register the hulking shape looming over us until a meaty hand grips my shoulder.

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