Steal the Day (Thieves #2)(86)

“It wasn’t normal,” I whispered.

“I thought I went over this last night with your husband. Darling, you slept with a faery prince and a vampire,” Dev pointed out. “You passed the exit for normal a couple hundred miles back. You’re going to have to explain to me how wanting to watch isn’t a perfectly normal impulse.”

I pointed an accusatory finger at my lover. “You didn’t just watch, Dev. When I was doing that thing that Daniel really wanted me to do…”

“It’s called a blow job, sweetheart.” He had no discretion at all.

“When I was doing that you didn’t watch, Dev. You just joined right in.”

A slow, satisfied smile spread across his face and he sighed. “Well, lover, that soft, sweet part of you looked very lonely and neglected. I couldn’t stand to see it looking needy, not when I was so capable of filling it up.”

I laid my head in my hands to hide the embarrassment. I just couldn’t talk about this the way Dev could. I looked up at Neil, who was playing with his cell. “Oh my god, are you tweeting?”

Neil shoved the phone behind his back. “No,” he said in a way that meant yes.

Dev’s eyes widened as though he had a sudden revelation. “Has this event made you think of me differently? Perhaps you no longer love me because I shared you with your husband. I hadn’t considered that. I was so happy to be using that magic again that it never occurred to me you would be upset I was willing to share you sexually.”

“Dev, I didn’t say that.” He didn’t understand me at all, but then I didn’t understand me either. I’d been given everything I wanted and I kept poking at it, trying to find holes in it.

“I shared you with him because you love him. I place value on your love, not my singular possession of your body. I thought last night was something all three of us would enjoy. I didn’t realize it would make you think less of me.” He looked like he was trying to think of what else he could say. He was looking for some way out of the trap he thought he’d fallen into.

“Stop it.” I tossed my embarrassment away like a tissue I no longer needed. I sat in his lap and brushed the hair back from his face. “I don’t think any less of you. I always knew you were a horny, dirty, filthy man, and I love you. You’re right. I’m being ridiculous.”

“We aren’t normal, Zoey,” he said quietly, and there was a certain sadness in that admission.

“I know,” I replied and kissed him. I was still worried about Daniel and what would happen when he wasn’t under the influence of Dev’s magic, but I needed to reassure my lover. “Can we get to the part where you cuddle me now?”

There was a knock on the door. Neil got up muttering something about how lunch had taken its damn good time getting here. He hadn’t wanted breakfast. Apparently there wasn’t enough meat on the buffet for him so he’d order a couple of cheeseburgers. I hadn’t even eaten breakfast yet, but I was suddenly busy as Dev kissed me and let his hands wander across my legs. He flipped me over so he was on top of me with my back pressed in the couch.

It was a flirty thing with no real intent. He smiled down at me. “Now you can tell me how good I was. I’ve taken your silence after our times together as human silliness, but now that I love you, I feel I should be able to ask for the things I need. I need praise.”

It was a selfish thing for me to have forgotten. I’d grown up around a Fae couple, and they complimented each other constantly. I let Dev praise me but never thought to return the favor. “Which part of you do you need compliments on? They’re all worthy.”

Dev smiled, happily winding his arms around me and settling in. “Let’s start with my cock. I think that’s a good place.”

I laughed. “A most worthy place to start. I love your cock, Devinshea. It is simply sublime.”

I was going to say something more, but one minute Dev was in my arms and the next he was gone. His body was lifted straight into the air. I sat up as Dev was hauled up by a hand around his throat.

“Zoey, Marcus is here,” Neil explained uselessly since I could already see that Marcus was here and pissed off.

I certainly hadn’t expected any vampiric visitors, but Marcus was a daywalker. It was his specific talent to be able to move about during the daylight hours. Apparently, today he decided to come calling. He had to be looking for me since Daniel would be asleep for hours.

“Marcus, put him down.” I scrambled to my feet, not an easy task given the fact that Dev’s shirt was huge but still didn’t cover enough of me.

“You think to touch a companion?” Marcus ignored me. He growled his question at Dev. I was really glad he didn’t have Daniel’s claws or my lover’s throat would have been a mottled mess.

“I do more than think about touching her, you son of a bitch,” Dev choked out. Even with hands tightening on his throat, he was going to spit out some vulgar defiance. “I f*ck her on a regular basis. She won’t be grateful if you kill me.”

Marcus growled and shoved Dev against the wall, the force making the floor beneath my feet shake. I dove for my purse where I had a revolver loaded with some specific rounds.

Neil did have claws, and he changed his right hand. “Let him go, Marcus.”

“Stay out of this, wolf,” the vampire replied. “I will handle it.”