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Raider’s presence, she looked at him in shock
as he passed her. Unsheathing his short sword from his belt, he
swung out, severing the demon’s hand from his arm. The Chorian
grunted—a scream, by their standards—and pulled what was left of
his arm back, cradling it. He turned on Raider then and, hissing at
him, reached out with his other hand instead. Nitro stepped
backward as the demon she was battling lunged forward. She bumped
into the Chorian, who angrily whirled on her. Raider rushed forward
just as she finally realized the threat. He plunged both his dagger
and short sword into the Chorian’s chest.
    Nitro’s eyes widened, noticing that the
demon’s hand was only inches from her, its tentacles undulating as
if sensing their nearness. The Chorian fell backward, clutching its
hand to its chest as Raider pulled his blades free, still careful
not to touch its skin.
    He stood, a little breathless, as he watched
Nitro’s reaction. She was a little breathless herself. “What was
that?” she asked.
    He bent over, bracing his hands on his knees.
“Chorian,” he replied. “They suck the life out of you.”
    She looked at him, then at the lifeless
creature, only to return her gaze to him once more. “Thanks,” she
said. And then she walked away.
    He couldn’t make out the expression on her
face as she’d spoken. It was what he thought of as a mixture of
awe, uncertainty, and possibly pain. But that didn’t make any
sense.
    A wail echoed through the alleyway as the last
demon fell. Raider looked over as Ethan pushed the dead demon off
of him and scrambled to his feet. “Close call, don’t you
think?”
    “The bastard came up behind me,” Ethan said,
giving him a warning look.
    Raider shook his head in mock disappointment.
He doubted he could ever be disappointed in his nephews, let alone
any of his brothers. “How many did we do that to? And
they’re all dead.”
    Ethan chuckled and lit a match. He threw it on
one of the demon’s bodies, and it quickly ignited.
    Raider watched the yellow flames grow. With as
tired as he was, he was grateful that at least they could all go
home soon.
    ****
    “I hope the coffee is to your liking,
Mistress.”
    Nitro took the piping-hot mug from the butler
and brought it to her lips. She’d been able to smell that delicious
aroma ever since she’d woken up. And although she didn’t normally
even like the taste of plain coffee, she couldn’t help but moan as
she swallowed it down.
    She opened her eyes and peered over the rim of
her mug. Gregory was smiling expectantly at her in that kind, old
man way of his. He freaked her out.
    “It’s delicious,” she said. And she meant it.
She’d only ever tasted coffee this good when it came from
Starbucks.
    He beamed, his old blue eyes wrinkling in
delight, the same way she’d expect they would if she’d just given
him a lap dance or something.
    “Would you care for more,
Mistress?”
    Nitro snorted, despite herself. She was
learning to sort of like the old man, whenever she could get past
the creepy servant factor. “I think I’ll nurse this one for a
while, but I’ll come find you when I want more.”
    Gregory bowed and left her sitting by herself
in the dining room. As she sipped her coffee, her mind wandered
back to what had happened between Raider and her. She’d actually
been enjoying herself, letting herself go for the first time since
she could remember.
    Every thought of him both irritated and
thrilled her. Never had she met a male who was so desirable. His
warm brown eyes, the softness of his lips. Gods, even his stubble.
She’d never liked stubble before him. And she couldn’t help but
notice that he’d started growing his hair out. She wanted him to
grow it out so she could run her fingers through it. Maybe as he
took her. Yeah, he’d be pounding into her and she’d grip onto his
hair as he—
    “Mistress, is your beverage too
hot?”
    Nitro blinked a few times and shoved the
thoughts from her mind.