Demons Don't Always Tell The Truth (Kate Storm Series Book 3) Read Online Free Page B

had absolutely no complaints.
    He used the various head wraps to conceal his horns and limit the amount of human hysteria. I didn't have any complaints about that either.
    "Kate." His voice alone could seduce me. Deep and laced with equal parts determination and dark desires.
    "Ash." My voice trembled just a little. I loved his determination and couldn't wait for him to unleash those dark desires.
    I'd sort of cursed myself with my own wand in that regard though. I'd had this great plan to force Ash to see he couldn't hurt me if I wore Flame Away. All I had to do was get him all fired up. So, I gave him an epic blow job.
    He'd walked away.
    Actually walked right out of my apartment. No "thank you". No "you blew my mind as well as my dick". No "your turn, baby".
    He got mad and walked out.
    I'd sort of forgotten demons don't like to lose control. My bad.
    Ash had been controlling our intimate time ever since.
    I really, really, really wanted my turn.
    Ash has a dark and slightly kinky side to his nature. I'm drawn to that side like the proverbial moth to the flame. My witch to his hellfire.
    Bring it on, baby.
    I took a step back. "Come in."
    Ash managed to brush his body against most of mine as he walked by. It wasn't lack of space, but deliberate seduction.
    There was no need. He had me by the full broom.
    "So, what did you kill?"
    "Ya killed someone?" I hadn't heard the Chihuahua approach I'd been so focused on the demon.
    "No." Ash took a seat on my new couch. He stretched his long legs out and rolled his powerful shoulders. As if he was tired. "I killed some quails."
    Al and I looked at each other. "Quails?" I searched my brain. "Isn't that a type of bird? With a funny teardrop thingy over its head?" I waved my hand over my forehead to indicate the general area.
    "Yes." Ash rolled his neck. "Drake and I each got six."
    I took in the large badass demon in leathers sitting on my couch. I'd been picturing an Elk or a water buffalo or a wooly yak. A quail seemed so . . . Not what a demon would hunt.
    "Aunt Tabs said she loved roasted quail."
    Aha. Working on winning Aunt Tabs over. Made sense.
    "What type of gun did you use?"
    I frowned down at Al. He was causally licking one tiny paw. Playing it cool. I'm sure it was killing him. But it wasn't often he got a chance to talk guns or hunting. Never mind the prey was a bird.
    Al missed it. Once a hit-man, always a hit-man.
    I'm learning to live with it.
    "A Beretta over and under shotgun."
    Al's ears shot forward. "That's a nice gun."
    I scooped him up before they could move onto bullets and gun cleaning techniques. It was nice to have Ash and Al conversing politely instead of threatening each other, but I wanted some alone time with the demon.
    "Be right back." I cuddled Al against my chest. He nuzzled my left breast. I thought I caught a glimpse of tiny teeth aimed in Ash's direction. I know I heard Ash growl as we left the room.
    I set Al down in my bed, pulled his doggy blanket over, threw my panties tangled in the blanket into the laundry basket where he couldn't get at them, and smooched his tiny head.
    "Be good."
    "I'm better than good, Doll. Better than any demon." He licked my lips.
    I sighed. "I love you, Al."
    I shut the door tightly on my way out.
    Ash was in the exact same position. Somehow, now, with it being just the two of us, he seemed more dangerous. Not threatening, just not tame either. A powerful beast just waiting to be set loose.
    I shivered. Oh, baby, baby.
    Ash lifted one big hand, palm up. "Come here, Kate."
    I almost tripped over my feet in my rush.
    The minute his skin touched mine, I had a moment's pause. Ash had been way too controlling lately. Too determined to force his will over mine.
    As he pulled me down onto his lap I pressed my hands against his chest. Leather and heated skin met my touch.
    "Ash, we need to talk." His large hands settled on either side of my waist. "I've told you I'm sorry. We need to move on. I didn't mean to make you angry