about her family or her life back in the Demon realm. He found himself curious, but she was staying quite tight lipped.
When they were asked about des serts they both declined, citing the food being so rich. Knowing this was the end of their night, he didn’t relish leaving her to her lonely bed, or going to his.
"So what's for you now?" she asked as they left the restaurant her arm hooked around his. "Back to your boat of willing babes? Hotel room for some zen masturbation? Strippers? Whores? How does a Djinn prepare for a morning tournament?"
“Sleep.” He said and turned to her. “In my room, alone. After a very cold shower.” He grinned. “Must get my beauty sleep if I’m going to whip the knickers off you…” he laughed. “That’s a damn good idea, I think I’ll do that for real once I do.”
"That’s certainly a new one. Of course I'll have to find a pair first. Pity though a cold shower is such a waste of this." she stepped against him brushing the back of her hand lightly against his shaft , trouble in her eyes. "You should find something to indulge in,
I like that one over there." she pointed out a raven haired girl similar to her in look. "I could watch as you destroyed her for others... Ooh or I could have her."
Caleb growled. My gods she was a treat wasn’t she. He had no idea she would be into the kinks he normally indulged in, not without a firm introduction from him. He looked over to her and then down at Shade’s hand.
“Are you suggesting we have a little play date?”
"Not us," she stroked him feather light with her knuckles. "But her, her we could have fun with. If your game of course. If not, I may just have her anyway. It's a narcissistic tendency, I can't help myself and I bet she'd taste so sweet."
Caleb was not passing up a chance to see Shade in some sort of compromising position. “Oh I’m game, but it is going to be hard to keep my hands off your perfect ass.”
"I'm sure you'll manage and if a hand or a tongue slips now and then." she shrugged. "Accidents happen in the heat of the moment."
Yeah. She wanted it. She was just going to try to honor their arrangement. Try would be the operative word. He nodded. “Deal. You want to grab her, or should I?”
"After you , I think I'm going to enjoy watching you work. I'll join you if you need the help though."
***
Caleb poured three glasses of Champagne and brought them over to where Shade and their guest, a twenty four year old coed named Tasha sat on the couch, kissing. Getting the little chit to come with them was easy, he wasn’t one of the most notorious Djinn for nothing. He knew his father, Prince Elias, would have been proud at how quick he got the girl to agree to return back to his penthouse suite.
"You know Tasha," Shade crooned her arm draped around the girl playing with the clasp to her top. "You have such beautiful soft milky skin."
The girl blushed and giggled. “But my breasts aren’t as perfect as yours…”
Caleb had to agree. He placed the glassed in front of them on the table and then sat back. “I think you are both lovely, but would look a lot better without all the clothing.” He took a sip of his drink and watched them both intently.
"Agreed all around. Let's make this a real party." Shade kissed her shoulder unclasping the girls dress, trailing her hands down perfect skin as she pushed it down to pool at her hips. "Nothing wrong with yours darling, they're a perfect mouthful." She bent, sucking a nipple into her mouth, nipping ever so delicately on it.
The girl gasped and then giggled. It was obvious she hadn’t ever taken her apparent intere st in women past a little kissy face, but she was way in now and it seemed she was quite interested in Shade.
Who wasn’t?
She looked over at Caleb with shy eyes and then giggled again and started to slip Shade’s cowl neck down her shoulders. Caleb watched with rapt attention. The woman was exquisite. He watched as her entire torso was