up with a human? Humans dreaded demons, and had to be mind-altered sometimes if they learned the truth about who they’d slept with. Vik should know. He’d woken up to shrieks often enough. Nothing about Dillon’s casual attitude indicated fear. “Aren’t you afraid I’ll steal your soul?”
“Ralph’s been my neighbor for three years, and the only thing he’s ever stolen from me is an old boyfriend—and he did me a favor, so all’s good.”
“You… you know about demons?” If he didn’t, Vik would gladly teach him.
“Sure. There’s some real bad ones out there, but unless I miss my guess, you’re sixth level, so kinda all right.” He ran his hand down to Vik’s morning erection and grinned. “Some parts more all right than others.”
How the Home did he know so much about demons? And sixth level demons in particular. “It doesn’t bother you that you slept with a demon?”
Dillon’s cheeks flushed. Ah, a new addition to the growing list of things Vik found attractive in the human. “Don’t take this the wrong way, hot stuff, but this ain’t my first rodeo. Besides, you were a bit obvious.”
“Obvious how?” Really? And Vik had been so careful.
“Oh, I don’t know.” Dillon sat next to Vik, ticking off points on his fingers. “Losing control, melting glass with your bare hands, your drinks going up in steam. The view from your window is the New York Skyline—about forty years ago—and we made it to your supposedly New York apartment in ten minutes, in a cab that was probably only a figment of my imagination. We started off in Vegas. Your appearance? That’s why most of the guys at last night’s party avoided you. Most new demons only come up to the surface to find mates, and the party crowd aren’t really into one night stands that last thousands of years. Kinda shallow if you ask me.”
“How do you know all this?”
“Ralph has a big mouth, and he called me up, told me he had a special friend coming. I dusted off my costume and you know the rest.”
Vik sat up with his knees to his chest, the stone floor cold against his bare butt. Damn, he’d dropped his glamour of thick carpeting somewhere in the night. He draped his arms over his legs and stared at his hands. “Then you know about my mother.”
Dillon snickered. “Yeah. Talk about the mother-in-law from Hell!”
“I have a few hours left to find a mate or she plans to choose one for me.” Vik heaved out a sigh. “And whoever I pick will have to challenge two female demons for me.”
Amazing how Dillon managed to raise Vik’s head with a single finger. “I know how it was for Ralph when we first met, hiding from his parents’ demands, never really free to live his own life.”
“You and Ralph?”
“Old news. But I’m willing to help you. You take me home to Mama, she gets off your back, we both go back to doing what we wanna do.”
Vik narrowed his eyes. “What’s in it for you?”
“Dude! Have you ever slept with a demon? No, don’t answer that.”
“Have you ever NOT slept with one?” Vik grumbled under his breath.
“What’s that?”
“Oh, nothing.” The guy did offer to help. Vik couldn’t be too hard on him. Besides, he wasn’t too bad in bed. He glanced around the apartment at the surfaces they’d used the night before. Okay, the guy wasn’t bad on couches either. Or kitchen tables. The spin they’d taken on the ottoman had been a bit awkward, but… “I didn’t know you were human. Do you really think you stand a chance against two female demons?”
“I don’t intend to fight them—I intend to make them yield.”
A thin, pale human who came up to Vik’s shoulder? Taking on two demonesses? “Really? How?”
“Watch and learn, hot stuff. Watch and learn.”
“And you don’t mind living here until Mom is satisfied, when I can’t make the place look good all the time?” Vik waved a hand to indicate his cave.
“I’m a stylist extraordinaire, your own personal Queer Eye for the Straight Guy Fab Five, all rolled into one, and will take it as a personal challenge to turn your little slice of Hell into a palace.” Dillon’s eyes gleamed and he brought his nose within inches of Vik’s. “Later. First… I believe you liked me licking your tail?”
Vik’s heart slammed against his ribs. “Yessssss!”
“You ain’t seen nothing yet.”
“If you could have anything in this world, what would it be?” Dillon sat at the booth of