Shadowfae by Erica Hayes

Author:Erica Hayes [Hayes, Erica]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-05-21T16:59:04.848000+00:00

Shadowed in sepia-drenched starlight, Tony LaFaro watches Jade through transparent inner eyelids as she weaves into the ladies’ room, teetering on her high heels, her titties just about falling out of that tiny excuse for a dress. Tarty little whore, trying all the flavors before she buys. Never mind them bangles, if he was Ange, he’d fuck some goddamn sense into her.

The slender yellow fae girl beside Tony grins and trails her glittering hair on his shoulder, reaching with her long tongue for his cheek. Her crystal-tainted gin fizz lolls half-empty in her hand. Now this pretty lady’s no whore. Wouldn’t hafta spike her drink if she was a whore. Told him to fuck right off, she did. She ain’t saying that no more.

Tony wipes remnants of bright banshee blue from his flat nose and slips a scaly hand around her hip, eliciting a sigh and another besotted lick to his cheek. With his other hand, he slips out his phone and dials Ange. “Hey, it’s me. Yeah, nothing much. Listen, I’ve got a thing for ya. Guess which bangle-wearing thrallslut I just saw with Dante DiLuca?”

He grins, his forked tongue slithering, and holds the phone away from his ear to muffle Ange’s curses. “Yeah, mate, he sure did. . . . I dunno, she looked happy enough about it to me. . . . How the hell would I know if he’s fucking her? I don’t have my hand around his cock, I’m just tellin’ ya what I saw.”

He holds the phone away again and nibbles at the girl’s sugary lips, tasting her sleepy kiss while he waits for Ange to shut up. “Will you calm the fuck down and listen to me? I’m trying to tell ya this could be a thing for us. Kane could be up to something. I mean, I woulda dumped ya greasy fangwhore ass, too, but she can’t just . . . Okay, so now ya real brain’s workin’. Whaddaya want me to do? . . . Well, I’d let it run, see what we catch. . . . Yeah, okay. I’ll let ya know.”

He debates telling Ange what else he’s heard—that there’s a certain curry-munching incubus with his queerboy hand up Jade’s skirt, too—but decides he’ll save it and ruin Ange’s night again another time. Vampires. No sense of humor.

The yellow girl sucks on his pointed earlobe, her lithe body falling against his. He stretches webbed fingers to squeeze her perky little breast and cuts Ange off in midsentence. “Yeah, mate. Whatever. Gotta go.”

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