One Night with the Demon Prince: Paranormal Fantasy Demon/Dragon Shifter Romance (Paranormal Protection Agency Book 9) Read Online Free Page A

than an unfortunate accident, and most of the time seemed surprised he hadn’t died in childhood.
    With family like that, who needed enemies?
    It meant one thing though. Rat was as ruthless as either parent, and twice as determined. And he was set on one thing… Baby.
    He would have her. If any man touched her, ever, it would be him.
    The crowds parted ahead of him like theatre curtains, and there she was. In the middle of the dance floor, her fiery hair and darkness were a cape around her. The music hummed through his body, each beat echoed by his heart and the surge of blood through his cock. Sight and sound combined to send lust through his warrior’s body, freezing him in place. His heart stuttered, hands clenching at his side as he watched her.
    She was perfect. From the top of her head, adorned with flame-like locks to the tips of her delicate toes. Acres of creamy, pale skin he ached to touch. To stroke and caress and make his own.
    The crowd moved again and she was hidden from view. He started forward, cleaving through the crowd, scattering dancers to get to her. They moved like a sea and he spotted her again…
    In the arms of another man. Their body language reeked of lust. Fury burst through Rat. Red obliterated his vision. Within a heartbeat he stood next to them, his gaze hard as he shoved his body between them.
    “This is my dance.”
    “What? Hey!” the displaced human exclaimed, trying to yank Rat away. “Get your own dance partner, asshole!”
    “Fuck off if you know what’s good for you,” Rat snarled over his shoulder, fangs visible, “… human .”
    The guy paled, backpedaling as all hints of lust disappeared from his scent, replaced by fear. Rat lifted his lip higher in a sneer and released a little of his inner fire to flare in his eyes. The human stumbled back and knocked over a couple of female clubbers. They swore at him, a torrent of abuse as he made his escape. Rat’s lips quirked and he turned back around.
    To find Baby watching him.
    “Pathetic human wouldn’t have made a good mate anyway.” He found himself growling in self-defense.
    Her full lips pursed. “Who said anything about taking a mate. I just want to fu—”
    He couldn’t hear those words on her lips, not if he wanted to keep his composure and avoid taking her here and now. Yanking her closer, he crashed his lips over hers.
    *
    Whatever Baby had expected of the evening, it wasn’t for Rat to arrive and scare off her human admirer. It certainly wasn’t for him to cast off jealousy like a furnace gave off heat, or for him to kiss her…
    His lips were so damn soft.
    A whimper rose in her throat and she wriggled to get closer to him. His hard body was packed with muscles she’d admired from afar. Hot, dense, solid muscles…She flattened her palms over his pecs, not sure if she had the courage to explore farther.
    Sliding his hand into the nape of her neck, he tilted her head and seduced her with his lips. She’d heard demons were masters of the sensual arts, so skilled as lovers that their victims happily handed over their souls for just one more kiss, but she’d never believed it. Not of him. Not of Raterrenh…
    Rat suited him better.
    He was all hard edges and attitude, with the body of a dark angel and a face that would tempt many a woman into sin. Dark eyes, high cheekbones, and a noble nose were set above lips too sensual for any mortal man. Lips that whispered over hers, going from soft and gentle as he explored, to hard and dominant.
    His hands cupped her face, his tongue brushing the closed seam of her lips. A hot demand for access she gave into instantly. She’d ignored the spark between them the moment they’d met. Dragon queen, demon prince. They would be like oil and water…they were too different to make this work. Surely?
    Who cares if it doesn’t work…it only needs to be one night…
    The scales fell from her eyes. One night. It only had to be one night.
    She’d planned to experiment, use a