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through the smaller man’s hair and covered Luc’s mouth with his own. Lightning sizzled between them until Nikko’s entire body felt tuned to the slim man pressed against him. With reluctance, he forced his hands and lips to release the fae. “Honey, I’m interested in being your anything.”
    If his voice was rougher than before he hoped the slim beauty didn’t notice. The vampire was pretty damned sure it would take little effort for Luc to wrap him around one of his slim, elegant fingers.
    Nikko had to take care of a few things before he was free to explore the gorgeous creature before him and maybe get a bite to eat so he didn’t scare his little fae. “Meet me upstairs in ten minutes.”
    Those brilliant eyes gazed at him for a long moment. “All right.”

Chapter Two

    The size of the man might intimidate most people. Nothing intimidated Luc. When the devil raised you, no one else was evil enough to fear.
    He used his most wheedling tone and tried for an innocent look. “But Nikko-baby said if I wasn’t there in ten minutes he was going to be very angry with me.” Sometimes it was fun to make crap up. Luc added a little fear in his voice just for kicks.
    “Master Nikkolai said that?” the guard’s voice trembled.
    Wow, you could really see the whites of the guy’s eyes.
    “Yep. But I could tell him that you just didn’t want to break protocol.” Luc let that statement hang in the air for a moment. “I mean surely he’ll understand. He’s good that way.” Now he was just messing with the guy to watch him sweat.
    He took another sip of his beer waiting to see what the vamp guard would do.
    The vampire stepped to one side. “He’s in the lounge, second door on your left.”
    “Thank you.” Luc placed a soft kiss on the man’s cheek in way of apology, pleased when the guard’s heart skipped a beat.
    It was nice to know that he still had it, and if Luc’s path up the stairs was a little wobbly as he drank his beer, well, there wasn’t any audience. How many beers did that make, three, four, hmm, maybe six…whatever.
    He stopped at the top of the stairs, the door the man had indicated pulsed lightly with power.
    Taking a last sip of his beer, Luc opened the door and walked through to another world. A large room, with a plush black carpet—probably hid blood stains quite well—and red and black décor spread before him. It was almost as big as the dance floor below, but instead of crowds of goth dancers and hard wooden seats, this room was littered with comfy upholstered chairs, couches and people draped across them. Women, men, some vampires, some food, all dressed in fancy almost-there wear.
    “Anyone have another beer?” Luc asked, waving his glass in the air.
    For a moment the room fell into absolute silence, all eyes on him. He suppressed a giggle, but it was a challenge.
    A low velvety purr came from the far corner. “Sheila, get the beautiful man a beer.”
    Bingo.
    Luc turned in the direction of the voice.
    Mmmm.
    He gave a cursory look at the two scantily clad women draped on either side of Nikkolai, as if they were matching accessories, and felt a flash of fire burn in his belly.
    “Go,” he snapped.
    The women jumped up and ran for the door.
    Oops, maybe he put a little too much nudge into that command.
    Nikkolai laughed. “Baby, you’re a fierce little fae.”
    “Here’s your beer.” The sultry blonde, Nikko called Sheila, approached in a skimpy black dress and handed him a glass of dark beer with a come hither smile, while taking the empty one out of his hand.
    “Thanks, darlin’.” He smiled back at her, sliding a friendly hand down her arm as he accepted the drink. After all he didn’t hate women, he just didn’t want one in his bed.
    A growl came from the corner.
    Luc hid his smile as he took a sip.
    Someone was a little jealous.
    Luc walked over to Nikko and straddled the vampire’s lap by placing one knee on either side of the deliciously broad body. Tilting