The Demon’s Last Kiss

By Lacey Carter Andersen

Table of Contents

Title Page

The Demon's Last Kiss (Paranormal Quickies, #1)

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Blurb

She has curves in all the right places. An attitude that intrigues him... and he’s just doomed her to death.

Golgoth has only ever wanted a woman to love. But being a poison demon, who’s deadly even to his own kind, he knows such a thing is impossible. So when his brothers come up with an idea of how he can go out and mingle with humans on Halloween, the most he can hope for is to admire beautiful women from afar.

But his carefully laid plans go terribly awry, and now, he’s condemned a woman to death.

He can’t stop fate, but his brothers have a very sexy idea on how they can make her last night unforgettable. If she’ll let them.

THE DEMON’S LAST KISS is a short reverse harem romance. It takes place in my Mates of the Realms: Mortals’ series. Golgoth is a minor character introduced in this series, but this story is a stand-alone, meaning you don’t need to read the series to enjoy this tale.

Dedication

To my kids—who always tell me how proud they are of me.

~ Lacey Carter Andersen

Chapter One

Golgoth sat at the top of the massive boulder, staring down at the park filled with happy humans. In this place, he could almost fool himself into believing that he wasn’t lonely, that he didn’t feel removed from the world.

Even if they can’t see me, I’m surrounded by life.

Kids played. An old man tossed crumbs to birds. Happy couples held hands, laughing, and talking in low tones that he couldn't hear. Everyone seemed to be connected in a way they couldn’t see, but he could feel.

When one of the kids laughed as he was given a balloon, Golgoth smiled. Children made him happy. If he were human, he would’ve married a kind woman and had as many children as she would bear him.

But he wasn’t human. Nor would he ever have a kind woman... or any woman.

His smile vanished.

That was the thing about being poisonous, even to his own kind. He would never have that sort of relationship with a woman. Even though he’d told his brothers he had accepted such a life, he hadn’t. He never could.

A heart is a foolish and stubborn thing, and my heart wants love.

As the afternoon dipped into evening, he rose from the boulder and walked back to the dark entrance of his home, careful not to be seen. Shoving aside the stone that hid the entrance to the tunnels, he climbed inside and pushed the rock back into place. Even if he didn’t have superior vision, he would have known his way through the twisted channels that led to his home. Poison demons were good at slinking through the shadows. Finding the crude doorway, he stepped through into the light of the roomy cave that he and his brothers had claimed as their own.

Cassius looked up from where he was wrapping himself in bandages. “What took you so long? We were beginning to think we’d have to leave without you.”

Why is he wrapping his leg? We heal too quickly for such things.

“Did you hurt yourself?”

Cassius grinned. “Nope.”

Strange. What is he up to?

Golgoth looked closely at his brother's clothing. In a dark T-shirt, jeans and styled hair, Cassius was dressed too well for a night out at the park. That didn’t make sense to Golgoth. They would be moving through the shadows of the park, avoiding humans all night. So why did his brother care what he looked like?

“You’re dressed well, for a night out at the park,” he hedged, studying his brother.

His brother’s grin only widened, and he kept wrapping his leg.

They plan to take me with them, so they aren’t visiting the other poison demons. Golgoth never left the park. So what could they be up to? And why is he wrapping his body?

“Cassius...”

Behind him, he heard Anton step out of the bathroom area.

Turning, he stared in confusion. His other brother, Anton, was fully bandaged from head to toe. He could see almost nothing of his dark purple skin or his black hair. In fact, all he could see was his golden eyes peeking out from the many layers of bandages.

“What are you two up to?”

Anton walked across the room and rested a hand on Golgoth’s shoulder. His brothers were the only ones of his kind that could touch him, and they made sure to do it often as a kindness to him. “Surely you haven’t forgotten what tonight is?”

Golgoth scowled. Does it matter? Every day is the same. Endless.

And lonely.

“Halloween, brother, it’s Halloween.”

“So?”

“So?” Cassius repeated with excitement, wrapping his body faster. “Tonight we plan to sneak out amongst the humans and have some fun. Drink, dance, maybe even flirt with women.”

Golgoth felt his mouth drop open. “Is this a joke? That’s too dangerous. If a woman were to touch our skin...”

Anton squeezed his shoulder. “Look at me, brother. I wrapped myself so many times you’ll have to cut me free. The humans are safe.”

Golgoth stared at him. He was covered... every inch of him. But still, it seemed like too great a risk.

“But—?”

“Come on,” Anton said, his tone gentle. “We know how badly you want to be around people other than us.”

Ah, so this is an act of pity.

Golgoth hated that his brothers were doing this for him, because deep down he knew they were. They could socialize with the other poison demons and weren’t desperate to connect with others. It was rarely discussed, but he knew his brothers dated, made friends, and even had sex.

He also knew that they would never choose a wife that couldn’t touch him.

And so, they might not be as lonely as he was, but they were suffering too, because of his flaw.

I don’t want to do this. But I owe them this.

“Alright, but we have to be careful.” He even tried to force a smile.

Anton shouted in excitement and threw him a roll of wrappings.

Why do I feel like this is going to end badly?

And yet, he began to bandage himself. It was tricky. Only a year ago he’d lost a finger to a crazed shapeshifter... just barely escaping with his life. In most ways he’d grown accustom to not having it, but in moments like this, he missed the digit even more.

Just another way that I’m undesirable. He pushed the hurtful thought away.

Too long passed. Both his brothers were fully wrapped when Anton finally said, “if you bundle up any more, you won’t be able to walk!”

He sighed, tapping down the last of his wrapping. He might have gone a bit overboard, but as much as he wanted freedom, he never wanted to be responsible for another person’s death. In Caine’s prisons, he’d been forced to poison one innocent person after another, and their deaths still haunted him. Sometimes they died quickly. Sometimes they died slowly and painfully. And other times, he almost believed they might live... and then it hit them like a hammer, and they were gone.

He had promised himself that he would never kill again. And I won’t. I’ll be careful. It’s only the ghosts of my past scaring me now.

Taking a deep breath, he clenched his fist. “Where are we going?”

Anton grinned. “Only the wildest party in town.”

Golgoth followed them out of their home, but sweat trickled down his back. Please let this just be a night of fun. Please.

Chapter Two

Rosa’s stomach turned as their cab pulled up to the mansion. Her two best friends looked hot as fuck, but she was a complete mess. She had ordered a sexy maid’s costume that was supposed to fit her oddly shaped body. But instead, when it’d finally been shipped to her, she’d discovered an absurd unicorn outfit that felt even stranger than the usual clothes she wore. The costume is freaking ironic, but not in a way anyone will realize.

The costume consisted of a low-cut vest that barely held her chest, a short skirt with rainbow colors, and knee-high white boots. She wouldn't even get started about the headband that held a fake horn. It looked ridiculous! And none of it fit her correctly. She felt massive, ugly, and completely out of place.

She had been about to call her friends and tell them she was sick when they’d shown up at her door. Looking amazing, dressed as a sexy police officer and firefighter.

And, of course, they somehow got us into the hottest party in town.

They hadn’t let her so much as protest going when they’d pushed her out the door, insisting they were already late. She had sat, squished between them, the entire drive, trying to think of a way out of her situation. But when their cab pulled through an open gate, she still didn’t have a decent excuse to bail.

Peering out the window, she frowned. Cars lined every inch of the sides of the driveway that curved up toward their destination. The cab finally pulled to a stop in front of the heavily decorated mansion. An incredible mansion that screamed of wealth and privilege.

Its big double doors were thrown wide open, revealing a foyer that was bigger than her entire apartment. Costumed people drank and talked along the stairs leading to the entrance. Inside, the lights were off, except for the flashing black-lights. Her gaze slid to the backyard and pool. People were everywhere. Diving off the waterfall into the water, which was orange for the big party.

I’ve never seen anything like this in my life!

“This is it!” Tiffany squealed.

Rebecca laughed. “I still can’t believe we got invited. Look at this place! This is awesome!”

Awesome. Yeah.

She paid the cab driver and climbed out, tugging her rainbow-colored skirt down, and pulling her low top up at the same time. Instantly, a couple of men latched onto her friends, and they were off hurrying into the dark doorway, with its black-lights flashing.

Rosa almost called after them. They usually had a rule about sort of sticking together. But she just stared after them. Do I really want to hang out with them? I feel like I’d just bring them down. Since she was having an off night, she might as well let her friends have fun.

In fact... they might not even notice if she snuck out! The hell with this!

Turning, her heart lurched as the cab drove away.

Fuck.

Well, I guess I’m stuck here.

Awkwardly climbing the entryway stairs in her too-high boots, she entered the party and was immediately swallowed by pounding music. Grabbing a gelatin shot off a passing waiter’s tray, she downed it, then grabbed another before he could leave.

Liquor, one thing I can enjoy, even when feeling out of place and uncomfortable.

By the time she made it to the snack table, her head was already spinning. Yup, that was her plan. If she was drunk enough, she wouldn’t care about her ironic outfit, or her missing friends. She’d just space out and enjoy the party.

This might be fun after all!

The chocolate fountain was incredible. She dipped everything and anything into it and enjoyed every fucking bite. More gelatin shots followed, and soon, she was having trouble even standing in her damn heels.

“The hell with it!” Reaching down, she yanked the boots off and chucked them under the table. Since she was out of fucks to give, she might as well be comfortable.

She ate another chocolate covered strawberry and froze as she caught the eye of a man leaning against a wall across the room.

It must be the distance, but she could swear his eyes were golden. A wizard’s eyes? No. A Shifter’s eyes? Nope. So what was he?

He drew her to him in a way she’d never felt before. Maybe it was because his gaze was locked onto hers, but something intimate and powerful stretched between them.

Like magic.

Or destiny.

She smirked. Or maybe we’re both drunk and horny.

But she was intrigued. He was wrapped like a mummy from head-to-toe. Only his eyes and mouth showed. He could be hideous, or he could be gorgeous—it didn't matter which. Because her inner muscles tightened at just the sight of him... something that didn’t exactly happen every day.

She decided to take a chance and started across the room. Her resolve building with each step.

His gaze darkened and he stood up straighter. Could he really find her attractive? Or was she just hoping he did?

When she stopped in front of him, she smiled. “Hi!”

Without answering her, he leaned forward, so close she could smell a rich, earthy scent that seemed to radiate from his body. His wrapped fingers reached forward, and he wiped at the side of her mouth. “Chocolate,” he murmured.

She looked at his thumb. Sure enough, chocolate covered the end of the wrappings.

Maybe it was the drink. Maybe it was the sexual tension. But she leaned forward and sucked the tip of his finger.

“Fuck,” he muttered moving closer.

“Sorry,” she said, but she didn’t feel sorry.

“I’ve never seen a woman as beautiful as you.”

She laughed. “Yeah, right.”

He frowned, his full lips pulling down. “Your hair is the color of the sun rise. Your eyes are the blue of the deepest waters. And your body... every curve begs for a man to touch you.”

She gasped in a breath. Had she forgot to breathe? “So, you’re into curvy chicks then?”

This body has always been a bit of a burden to me, but maybe tonight it might get me lucky.

“Curvy?” He frowned. “Don’t all men like a woman with curves?”

Again, she laughed. This man sounded so damn sincere. “Why are you standing alone?”

He shrugged. “I feel... out of place.”

“Me too,” she said, and that feeling between them seemed to increase.

“Are you here alone?” The way he asked her was so damned possessive, as if just the idea of her being here with someone angered him.

She placed her hand on his wrapped chest. “Just two of my friends, but they’re busy. What about you?”

He gestured to the dance floor. She turned around and immediately spotted two men dressed like mummies, like him, dancing with complete abandon. “My brothers.”

She grinned. “They look like all they want to do is dance all night.”

“No, they wish more than anything to find a woman we can share.”

Her gaze jerked back to him.

His eyes widened. “But we will not.”

A woman to share? Suddenly, it was all she could think about. She’d never had a threesome. Two crappy boyfriends, yes, but never a threesome. Definitely never a foursome.

Sure, she’d thought of it, imagined it alone at night with her vibrator, but those kinds of things didn’t happen to women like her. It was just a silly dream.

She turned her attention back to him. He stared at her hands on his chest as if they were the most amazing things in this world.

She licked her lips, catching the faintest hint of chocolate. “What kind of woman do you guys want to share?”

His hands slowly moved to rest onto hers. And even though she couldn’t feel his skin, she shivered when his fingers traced the lines of her hands. “We all like the same kind of woman. One who is strong, smart, and kind. She must be kind.” He said the last part as if it was very important.

She laughed, raising a brow. “And what about how she looks?”

He nibbled his bottom lip in a way that made her pulse speed up. “I’ve never thought much about how the woman would look.” His gaze moved to her face. “Maybe she would look like you. I find you... very attractive. In fact, my attraction to you makes me cautious. I’ve never met someone I so instantly wanted to take to my bed.”

She swallowed. “Well, that’s... sexy.”

He looked surprised. “It is?”

She nodded.

He thinks I’m sexy. He and his brothers want to share a woman tonight, and I’m just drunk enough to feel adventurous.

Am I really going to have a foursome?

Her gaze moved to his lips. That’s exactly what she wanted. More than anything. She wanted one night that she’d never forget.

“I’ve always wanted a threesome, but a foursome sounds even better.”

His eyes widened. “Really?”

She felt her thoughts tumble as she spoke. “Just the idea of having more than one hot man touching me... it’d be like a dream come true.”

His body shuddered beneath her touch. “Now, that’s... sexy.”

This is actually going to happen! I can’t believe it!

He opened his lips as if to speak, but she silenced him with a kiss.

To her shock, he stiffened beneath her and jerked back. “No!”

She frowned, her head spinning as her fingers moved to her lips. “No...”

He reached up and rubbed the top of his head as if aching to run fingers through his hair. “You shouldn’t have done that.”

She felt tears prickle the corners of her eyes. Maybe this body is lumpy and strange, but I deserve better! “You’re an ass!”

Spinning around, she ran from him. There was a rope at the bottom of the stairs to stop partygoers from going up, but she pushed past it and hurried up them on her bare feet. She wasn’t crazy, right? He’d been giving her all the signals that he was interested.

And then he shouted, no!

She’d never been more embarrassed in her life.

Chapter Three

Golgoth couldn’t stop touching his lips as he watched the woman race up the stairs. She’d kissed him! And now she would die!

I’m such a fool. I should have pushed her away when she got close. I should have expected it.

And yet, he hadn’t. Even though her words had sent blood surging into his cock, he really hadn’t thought such a beautiful woman would ever kiss him. She could have any man in the room, so why would she want him?

Cassius and Anton were suddenly in front of him.

“See, isn’t this place awesome?” Anton asked, drowning his drink. “And Mr. Doom and Gloom didn’t want to come!”

“I kissed a woman,” he whispered.

Cassius drew closer. “What?”

“I—I kissed a woman.”

He knew the second his brothers heard him.

“You what?” Cassius shouted. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”

He shook his head. “I mean, she kissed me. I just didn’t pull away in time. I didn’t expect it.”

“Where is she?” Cassius said, his teeth clenching together.

“Up the stairs.”

Cassius exhaled slowly. “So, she isn’t dead yet. Good. We need to check on her. Stay with her until she dies. And then we need to get the hell out of here.”

“Golgoth,” Anton said, shaking his head in disapproval.

“It was an accident.” He tried to explain. “She was talking about wanting a foursome with us, and I just—“

“She wanted to fuck us?” Anton asked, perking up.

Golgoth glared. “She did.”

Something changed in Anton. “Why don’t we go look for her? You said it sometimes takes a whole night before they die. Maybe we can give her something good before she does.”

“Are you actually thinking about fucking her when I’ve condemned her to death?”

Anton shrugged. “We can’t turn back time, so why not?”

Golgoth felt angry as they ducked under the rope at the bottom of the stairs. He liked this woman. Something about her made his heart ache. Maybe it was how she’d looked when she’d thrown her heels under the table, or the way she ate with such abandon. Or maybe it’s because she has the face and body of a goddess?

He froze. There was no denying her beauty. And now, he felt like the monster some people believed demons to be. Killing was wrong, in every way, but killing a beautiful, innocent woman? He felt as if he’d just made the world a worse place.

His brothers checked door after door before finally waving him over to one.

He followed, his emotions all over the place. He hated that Anton was thinking of his own cock at a moment like this, but then, his point wasn’t... wrong. The woman may have minutes or hours left, but soon she would die. Would giving her a night of pleasure really be so wrong?

Golgoth entered the massive bedroom, and his gaze immediately went to the woman. She sat at the bench seat by the window, swiping at her face. His heart lurched. He’d made her cry?

He hurried to her and knelt down. “Are you hurting?”

“Hurting?” she scowled at him. “No, I’m pissed! You lead me on and then shouted ‘no’ at me! What kind of asshole are you?”

“Pissed? But you’re crying.”

She leaned in closer, her brilliant blue eyes narrowing. “I’m not crying, asshole.”

His mind turned. “I did not mean to... lead you on and say no.”

She crossed her arms over her chest, and he hated that his gaze moved down. Her breasts swelled out of the top of her outfit, begging to be touched, begging to be tasted. His mouth went dry. With the slightest brush of his hand, he could pull them free.

He might be a virgin, but he’d watched a lifetime of porn. And the idea of watching her breasts bouncing while he plunged into her had him aching in places that had never ached so badly.

“I know guys like you. Leading on the awkward girl doesn’t make you a ‘big man,’ okay?”

He stared in confusion. “You seem to think I don’t want to fuck you, when nothing would make me happier in this world.”

Some of her anger faded, replaced by a guarded look.

“I was simply startled. I—are you feeling alright?”

She nodded.

“I, and my brothers, would love nothing more to plunge into every hole in your body and make you orgasm over and over again. But only if you’re feeling up to it.”

Her mouth had dropped open, but then it closed. Her gaze moved to his brothers.

Anton grinned. “We’ll do it however you like. And your pleasure will always come first.” He winked. “I’m Anton by the way. The youngest brother.”

Cassius moved across the room and took her hand. “I’m Cassius. The oldest brother. And I’d like nothing more than to spend my night pleasuring you.”

She stared around the room. “Uh, I’m Rosa. And I’ve never done anything like this before.”

“Neither has Golgoth,” Anton said, taking a step closer.

“Gologth?” she asked, her gaze swung back to him.

“It’s a family name,” he told her, suddenly wondering how in the world they’d conceal their demon sides from her when naked.

“And we’re wearing purple paint under these,” Anton explained, as if reading Golgoth’s mind. “We hope that won’t be too strange for you.”

She shook her head, saying nothing.

“Would you like us to get naked for you before you decide?” Anton asked.

Her eyes widened, and her gaze moved over them. Sexual tension sung in the air.

Anton didn’t wait for her to agree, he started to undress. Golgoth held his breath. When she saw what he looked like, would she truly believe it was a costume? Or would she run screaming from the room?

When Anton’s wrappings were gone, he removed his clothes and stood before her. His purple skin was so dark it was almost midnight-black in color. Veins of glowing gold weaved through his dark flesh.

She rose from her window seat. “Can I touch you?”

Anton nodded, and the teasing air left his expression.

She slid her hand over the hard lines of his chest, stroked his stomach, and let her hand rest above his cock. “Are all of you so... well-endowed?”

He nodded. “Golgoth has a dick that will make you wet just looking at it.”

She turned to him.

Golgoth felt strange. No woman had ever seen him naked before. Would she truly like what she saw?

Undressing slowly, he watched his brothers. They each gave him nods of encouragement.

When the wrappings were gone, and his clothes removed, Golgoth stood before her, holding his breath. Waiting. Would she be disgusted by his skin, or his missing finger? He was muscular and strong, like his brothers, but he hadn’t gained all his weight back since his time in Caine’s prison.

If she turned away from him now, he didn’t think he could endure it.

She crossed the room. Her hand traveled down his chest, sending every nerve screaming to life. When her hand hovered about his cock, she exhaled. “Wow. He wasn’t kidding. Golgoth... you’ve got to have special pants made to contain this thing.”

Golgoth stared at her. “I—please you?”

In answer, she sank to her knees, and suddenly, his cock was in her hot mouth.

He had to be dreaming. A beautiful goddess wasn’t on her knees sucking his dick, stroking his balls, and moaning around him. His balls tightened with the need to spill his seed.

He looked down. Her large breasts jiggled in her loose vest as she moved back and forth, taking his cock deeper and deeper each time.

“Fuck!” he shouted, digging his hands into the back of her hair.

In a frenzy, he began to ride her. To his shock, that seemed to only encourage her.

With a groan, he spilled his seed.

She continued to suck him, lick him, and hold him in her hot, glorious mouth.

When she pulled back, she grinned. “That was easy.”

Anton laughed. “Not to worry. He’ll be ready again in minutes.”

She smiled at Golgoth. “I hope so, because if you liked my mouth, you’re going to love the rest of me.”

His cock rose higher at her offer.

“Nice,” she purred, with a smirk.

Cassius had undressed as Golgoth fucked the beautiful woman’s mouth. Now, his brother moved across the room and knelt in front of her. Golgoth stepped back to give them room. “May we undress you now? Watching you suck my brother makes me ache for a taste of you.”

She looked hesitant, but then stood.

They moved around her. Golgoth pulled her shirt off and groaned. She had a black see-through bra on. It barely encased her large, full breasts.

Anton grinned and moved behind her. With a flick of his wrist, her bra came off.

Golgoth pulled it down her arms and stared and stared. Fuck. He was going to spill his seed again. This woman... she was so damn beautiful.

He’d never touched a woman’s breasts before, but now he reached out and cupped them in his hands. They spilled between his fingers in the most glorious way possible. When he used his thumb to rub her nipples, she gasped and her hands came to grip his shoulders.

Fascinated, he continued to play with her breasts. He learned what she liked and what made her moan.

Cassius had removed her little rainbow skirt and underwear. Using his strong hands, he pulled her thighs over his shoulders.

She made a sound of protest, as if she feared falling. But they were everywhere. And they wouldn’t let her fall. Golgoth knew the second Cassius began to lick her womanhood. Her entire body tensed, and she swore.

We please her. He thought, in satisfaction. Nothing had ever made him happier.

Golgoth continued to touch her, watching every expression that crossed her face. It was a terrible thing that he’d kissed her, that he had doomed her, but his brothers were right. If they could give her pleasure before she died, at least it would be something.

The three of them would give her more pleasure than she could ever imagine.

And when she died, she would not die lonely, cold, and miserable as the people in Caine’s cells. She would die in their arms with a smile on her face. He would guarantee it.

Chapter Four

Rosa felt like her body was sizzling with lightning. While one brother licked her as if she was his favorite meal, another stroked her breasts, sending bolt after bolt of pleasure through her.

And then there was the man behind her. She’d only had anal once in her life, and it wasn’t the best experience. The last thing she expected when he inserted a finger slowly into her from behind was that she would enjoy it. But... she was.

Too fucking much!

He slowed when her muscles tightened, and pushed forward when they relaxed. He plunged in and out cautiously, as if this was for her pleasure, not his. And somehow, the combination of his brothers working her made his thrusting even better. When he added a second and a third finger, she shuddered and thrust back against him, eager for more.

When her entire body trembled, she shouted, “Fuck, please, give me...”

“Our dicks,” the brother named Anton whispered in her ear.

She trembled. “Yes.”

His lips moved to her neck, and he began to suck.

Oh, God. That was her weakness.

She panted between them, his fingers buried deep inside her ass as he sucked his way down her neck.

Golgoth spoke in front of her. “May I kiss you again?”

In response, she lifted her hand from his shoulder and yanked him closer. The second their lips touched, sparks leapt between them. His touch was cautious. For some reason, his innocence aroused her just as much as Anton’s arrogance.

She continued to ride the man’s face beneath her, whimpering every time his tongue stroked her clit. At the same time, she thrust her tongue into Golgoth’s mouth, drawing a growl from his lips.

His kiss grew deeper, more intense, and so fucking hot.

“God damn it!”

She felt Anton grin against her throat. “I think you might be ready for us.”

Cassius set her trembling legs down. She would have fallen if they weren’t holding her up. Golgoth moved back while Anton pushed her forward, holding her hips possessively.

Her hands rested on the ground with her ass high in the air. He spread her cheeks and she felt his cock nudge her back entrance.

She tensed. Would it hurt like last time?

He moved slowly, fitting her with what felt like a massive pole of iron. Her body squeezed him with each inch, while he grunted as if in pain behind her. When he came to his hilt, he gave her ass a slap that sent her juices flowing even more. He smacked her twice and then a third time, before running a hand along her spine.

Every hair on her body stood on end.

“Now that I’m inside of you, I’m going to lie back, so your pussy is open for my brother, Golgoth. And when he’s claimed you, we’re going to take you together.”

“Okay,” she whimpered. Her body tightening with every word he spoke.

“And then Cassius is going to fill that sweet mouth of your with more cum. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” she hissed, wanting every part of them.

He brought her back onto his lap on the floor, burying himself even deeper in her ass. Then, he gestured to Golgoth.

Golgoth moved to lie on top of her, and she took his cock with hands that trembled and eased him inside of her. The shy man’s massive shaft felt incredible. She was so wet for him, she feared it wouldn’t be as good. But he swelled inside of her, filling every single inch, forcing her body to stretch around him.

When he was fully buried inside of her, he kissed her, his eyes locking with hers. “Nothing has ever felt better than this.”

Sweet well-endowed bastard, she thought, kissing him fiercely.

They started slowly, but it was like fireworks exploding inside of her. She almost wanted to stop. The pleasure was mind-blowing, like nothing she imagined possible.

But there was no way she was stopping this. Not a chance!

As they continued inside of her, she was lost to the sensations awakening within her, lost to everything but them.

When Cassius knelt beside her, he turned her head with rough hands, and plunged into her mouth.

She loved it. Loved his possessiveness. Loved the way he pounded into her.

Gagging around him, she adored the way he groaned, digging his hands deeper into her hair.

The three of them worked every inch of her body. Anton grasped her breasts from behind and pinched her nipples as he thrust into her. Golgoth reached between them and began to stroke her clit until it was too much.

She pushed his hands away, grabbed his shoulders, and rode them, knowing how close her orgasm was. It was there... so god damn close that she couldn’t stop, not until it hit her. Not until—

It only took seconds before it came—pleasure like nothing she ever imagined possible. Waves of it pushed through her, threatening to tear her into nothing and everything.

She screamed, crying out, begging for things she didn’t understand. Knowing that this was living. That this was what it meant to be human.

When they came, it was like a rush of power filling her, warm and smooth, coating her insides and her throat.

She swallowed, and let Cassius’ cock fall from her mouth as she collapsed between them.

Several minutes ticked by.

“How are you feeling?” Golgoth whispered above her.

“Amazing,” she mumbled.

“Ready to go again?” Anton asked behind her, stroking her hair.

To her shock, her body trembled. “Maybe.”

They took her to the bed. Never in her life did she think she could spend an entire night fucking three sexy men. But she did. And it was the best night of her life.

Chapter Five

Golgoth woke in the morning, feeling better than he ever had in his life. He blinked, realizing their cave was strangely bright. Opening his eyes, he stared at the canopy of a bed.

His heart raced, and he turned to his side. His brothers were slept. And the woman lay unmoving beside him.

It’s done.

She was still so beautiful. Still so strangely full of life.

He ached to kiss her again. To speak to her again. But she was lost to him now.

Suddenly, she snorted, tossing her head.

He stiffened and shot up. She was still alive? How was that possible?

Shaking his brothers awake, they grumbled, but he pointed to the woman.

Anton raised a brow. “Has anyone ever survived the night before?”

Golgoth shook his head. “Never.”

Cassius stared, not speaking for a long time. “Are we certain she’s human?”

“I kill even my own kind!” Golgoth hissed.

“Maybe she’s immune?”

“How?” Golgoth couldn’t seem to calm down. This wasn’t possible!

“Let’s ask her,” Cassius said.

No one had a better idea, so slowly, he shook her awake. Her brilliant blue eyes were groggy as she looked between them.

“What’s wrong?”

Golgoth didn’t know what to say. “You’re alive.”

She snorted and closed her eyes. “Of course I am.”

“But we’re... poison demons.”

He expected her to ask what that was. To fall apart. Something.

Instead, she snuggled deeper into her pillow. “I know that.”

“You know?”

At last she opened her eyes. “Your mummy costumes were hardly convincing, and then I saw you naked, right? So it’s pretty hard to hide.”

“You’re not human,” he whispered in disbelief.

“Of course not.” She stared at them and gave a tired laugh. “You guys thought I was?”

“Uh, yeah.” Anton looked lost for words for the first time in his life.

“Sorry to disappoint, but I’m kind of... a unicorn.”

Anton laughed. “Yeah, right.”

She raised a brow. “So the poison demons doubt me?”

“No, it’s just,” Golgoth struggled for words. “We thought your kind were pretty much hunted to extinction.”

She sat up and stretched, her beautiful breasts bouncing. “Nope. I mean, there aren’t a lot of us, but we’ve gotten good at hiding ourselves in these awkward, lumpy, human bodies.”

He and his brothers exchanged glances.

“So, we can touch you as much as we want.”

She raised a brow. “Clearly.”

“I think I love you.”

She looked at Golgoth and threw back her head, laughing. “Whoa, whoa, I know we just had a fun night, but can't you at least buy me coffee first?”

Golgoth felt his stomach drop. “We can’t go out in the day light where humans can see us.”

She flashed that smile that made his heart melt. “With a good glamour, you three can go anywhere you want. Now, how about that coffee?”

Golgoth just stared. The idea that he had more than one night with this beautiful woman, and that he might be able to give her normal things... like dates, like kisses... it made him imagine a whole new life. One where he was finally part of the world.

And where I can have a kind wife. And children.

But they’d have to start small, so he forced the words past his lips. “Coffee sounds perfect.”

And we’ll have to wear our costumes to prevent humans from accidentally touching us. Perhaps she can ‘glamour’ that too?

As he dressed and pretended not to watch her, he decided something. He wouldn’t just give this woman one perfect night. He’d give her a lifetime of perfect nights.

She deserved it.

~ Golgoth is a minor character featured in my Mates of the Realms: Mortals’ series. To dive into this amazing world of paranormal creatures, demons, angels, and realms, check out the first book: Renegade Hunter. ~

Also By Lacey Carter Andersen

Mates of the Realms: Mortals

Renegade Hunter

Cursed Hunter

Betrayed Hunter

Mates of the Realms: Immortals

Rebel Lover

Rebel Lies

Alternative Futures

Nightmare Hunter

Deadly Dreams

Mortal Flames

Twisted Prophecies

An Icelius Reverse Harem

Her Alien Romance

Steamy Tale of Warriors and Rebels

Gladiators

The Dragon Shifters’ Last Hope

Stolen by Her Harem

Claimed by Her Harem

Treasured by Her Harem

Harem of the Shifter Queen

Sultry Fire

Sinful Ice

Saucy Mist

About the Author

Lacey Carter Andersen loves reading, writing, and drinking excessive amounts of coffee. She spends her days taking care of her husband, three kids, and three cats. But at night, everything changes! Her imagination runs wild with strong-willed characters, unique worlds, and exciting plots that she enthusiastically puts into stories.

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