Chapter 10

Ten

C ody was feeling awake, and he waited until the sun was down to slip up, searching for his family and, mostly, his lover.

He could hear Phillip at the back of his mind, which was a novel thing, and he nodded at the tiger shifter who was his guard tonight as he left the house. "Where is he?"

White teeth gleamed. "With Brax."

"Is he high yet?"

That grin widened. "Wouldn't you be?"

"Well…" He winked. He might have had a sip of Brax a time or two after a bout of green. It was relaxing as all get-out. He loved it.

He headed out, sniffing for the scent of feline and gorgeous demon.

They were easy to find among the food trucks, which were still set up just like for the rodeo. The crew had to eat. He met them at Brax's trailer.

"Hey, lover," Phillip said, looking him over. "You feeling better?"

"I am. I came to show my face to my people." He rubbed cheeks with Brax.

"Look at you, walking about in the early dark," Brax said. "I love it. Someone has been munching red meat."

"It's good for him. Makes him strong." Cody winked at Phillip, smiled. "Do you feel strong?"

"I do. I feel like feeding you." That glint made him stare, his body quickening.

He knew Phillip noticed, too, because those nostrils flared. Yes, his love had always been sensitive to the littlest change in his blood.

"We're going to have a dance later, some music, games. You're both welcome to stay."

"Mmm. No, I think I want to take Cody back to the house and love on him." Phillip just laid it out there, which shocked him some.

"Of course. We'll have another one tomorrow. No question." Brax chuckled, the sound knowing.

"And we'll stop by." Phillip stood, hand held out to him.

"We will. I have business to take care of." Cody took Phillip's hand, and lightning buzzed up his arm.

"I thought that was pleasure!" Brax called.

"Oh, he is a bad kitty," Phillip told him.

"He's rotten. I adore him."

Phillip held his hand, making a leisurely walk of the trip back to the house. "So, you're looking very well, my love."

"Am I? I'm feeling better. Solid. And I'm going to want you to touch me." As soon as they were in the house, in fact.

"I want that too, baby." Phillip sounded as if he wanted to do bad things to Cody. Good bad things.

"It's been so long. I ached for you."

"I did too, baby. I'm aching now." Phillip moved closer, and Cody smelled brimstone.

"Good. That means you'll make me crazy."

"I will. If you're ready for that kind of acrobatics." Phillip looked him over with a critical eye for a moment, which made him snort.

"I am sick to death of being on bed rest and recovery, Mister." There. Cody thought that was pretty plain.

Phillip nodded. "Perfect."

Look at that, Phillip trusting him to know his own body and mind…

"So you want to get naked and fuck like rabid bunnies?"

"I want to love you, Cody. Whatever that means." They got inside, closing the door behind them, and Phillip pressed him against the door.

"Oh, don't get all sweet on me now, demon." Because that made him feel… vulnerable.

Phillip laughed, the sound dark and happy. "No? Very well, but remember you asked for it." And Phillip took his mouth as if there was no tomorrow.

He melted into Phillip with a deep, wild moan, and he couldn't stop shaking, the need riding him like a champ. It had been so damn long, and he'd come so fucking close to losing this forever.

Wrapping his arms around Phillip's neck, he humped up and bit at Phillip's lower lip.

"Uhn. Oh, damn." Phillip lifted him, hands under his ass, really giving him that flat, hard belly to rub against.

"Want you," he growled, hips moving, bucking against his own demon.

"Uh-huh. Now." Phillip staggered, turning to carry him to his bedroom. Someone had magically changed the sheets. Thank the lord for January. They could collapse down and get unclothed damn quick.

Phillip hummed softly, a tingle of pure magick flashing along Cody's spine, burying in the base of his brain as his clothes just exploded.

"Show off."

"I try."

"Good thing you didn't set them on fire…"

"No infernal flames for you, you fragile vamp." Phillip took his mouth again, winning that little volley.

He let himself get toothy, let himself bite, just a little.

A tiny bit of blood welled up under his nip, and the magic in it made him dizzy. Phillip was ready to feed him again.

Mine. I need you more than blood. More than life.

I'm here with you, love. Right here. I'm going to make you feel so good.

He nodded, because he needed it. He needed to remember how to fly. So he grabbed Phillip's ass and rolled his lover on top of him, spreading wide, ignoring Phillip's clothes between them.

Phillip groaned, that sweet cock heavy and full against him. He loved it, loved how hard that amazing thing got. Phillip gave demons a really, really good name.

He nodded, his eyes rolling back in his head. "More."

"Let me…" Phillip's clothes went the same way his had, and they were rocking together, cock to cock, the air around them getting heavy as if time were stopping for everyone but them.

Maybe it was.

He didn't care. The world could cease because he finally had what he craved, what he needed. And when Phillip slid two slick fingers into him, he shouted, his body struggling to make room.

"Been so long. Going to make you come so hard." Phillip's eyes began to glow.

"I'm going to squeeze you and make you crazy."

"You always make me crazy, love."

That was part of the trouble between them, wasn't it? Good or bad, they pushed each other to extremes.

"Shh… we push, but I'm never letting you go again."

He clutched at Phillip, needing to believe that. "Promise me."

"I vow it." Sigils formed in the air around them, the demon realm witnessing the vow.

"I'll keep you, then." He offered Phillip his throat, trusting his lover totally.

Phillip bit at it, making it sting, claiming him all over again. And he moaned, knowing he was right where he belonged.

Which was when Phillip pulled his fingers free and slid his burning cock deep inside Cody, stretching him almost unbearably. There was no hesitation, only a deep, perfect wild burn.

He grunted, baring his teeth, and when Phillip pulled back to look at him, he grinned madly. "Not gonna last."

"Me either, baby." Phillip laughed, the sound bouncing off the walls and causing the scent of smoke to waft through the room. He was a polite lover, though. No open flames around the vamp. "When we're right there…"

"I'll bite."

"Yes," Phillip moaned. "And you'll feed."

"I will." He nodded hard, his hips rocking, his body cradling Phillip. So damn good.

Because Phillip was his, and his alone. "Demon…"

"Mine." Phillip stared into him, hips flexing, cock filling him. "Mine."

"Yes." Hellfire warmed him, and he was hypnotized, caught in the fires.

The most dangerous things were always the ones he loved the best.

Cody arched, his cock ready to go, his balls pulling up, which always amused the fuck out of him. "Soon. Gonna. Soon."

"Come on, baby. Come on my cock." Phillip nipped his bottom lip.

"Fuck!" He let loose, and he felt it as Phillip started to fill him with hot seed. Which was when Cody struck, fangs sinking into Phillip's neck, jolting him all the way from his hair to his toes.

This was his mate, feeding him, energy pouring through him like a live wire.

His mate had saved his damn life, even if it had been Phillip's family who took him. That was how it was with demon families.

They sucked more than him.

Now that was funny.

Focus, you asshole. Phillip's thought snapped against his brain.

Cody focused, drawing hard, and that had Phillip roaring, another great burst of seed filling Cody's ass.

He flew, assuring he didn't take too much from his demon, but taking all his pleasure at the same time.

Phillip finally slumped down over him, and he let his fangs slide free, his blood full of demon magic. His hair felt alive.

He petted Phillip's hair, humming deep in his chest. This was all he needed.

Well, not all. He needed revenge and to get his rodeo back on the road, but this was good.

He was going to just go with it for right now.