Free Catching Dragos by Gail Koger

take your medicine like a good
    boy, I’ll give you a big kiss.”
    “Promise?”
    “Yep, cross my heart. I need you to drink this. Can you do that for me, sweetie?”
    Obediently, Fabian opened his mouth, and I poured in a couple of ounces.
    My internal radar went on red alert. Asmoday? Or something else?
    A rotting corpse shambled into the light.
    I froze for a second. Since half of the creature’s face was gone it was difficult to tell
    if it was male or female. “Fuck. What is it?”
    “Hungry,” Grams answered. “Kill it.”
    Its right eye popped out and rolled across the ground.
    Oh, ick. “It sure looks like a zombie.”
    “Does it really matter? It can and will eat you,” Grams snipped.
    “ Dicitur pretiosa materia mox .” Presto! My sword appeared in my hand. “Do you
    have any idea on how to kill it?”
    “You kill a revenant by beheading it,” Fabian answered, climbing to his feet.
    “Okeydokey.” I studied his blood-covered face. “Can you fight?”
    “I am Dragos.” A sword materialized in Fabian’s right hand.
    Why did men insist on spouting that kind of macho bullshit? Did they think it
    impressed us?
    The eyeball lurched to a stop and stared up at me.
    I pointed to it. “Eyeballs seem to find you attractive.”
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    Fabian stomped on it.
    “Asmoday is coming. Kill it and flee,” Grams ordered.
    A piece of the zombie’s scalp slid off and hit the floor with a squishy plop.
    Nausea rose in my throat. “Yes, ma’am.”
    “Distract the creature.” Fabian disappeared into the shadows.
    “Sir, yes sir.” It felt like I was in the army. Maybe I should start saluting.
    “He comes. The king comes!” the voices shrieked.
    “I heard ya the first time.” I turned my attention to the zombie. “Hey, handsome.
    Don’t I look yummy?”
    The zombie grunted and clacked its jaws.
    Fabian stepped out of the shadows. Swoosh! He lopped off the revenant’s head. It
    toppled to the ground.
    The voices grew louder. “He comes. He comes.”
    “Jeez. Enough already.” I scanned the area nervously. Where was the freaky
    snake?
    Fabian’s brows came together in a fierce line. “He still thinks you’re a virgin?”
    “Yep.”
    “That’s easy to fix.” Fabian unzipped his cargo pants and out sprang Mr. Happy.
    Damn. Was he eternally horny? Who cared? I just wanted some quality time with
    his nice thick cock. “I don’t think the demon king is going to stand idly by while we
    fuck.”
    “We make it quick.”
    “A quickie in hell? Sounds fun.” My hand caressed Mr. Happy.
    Fabian groaned and yanked open my clown costume. His hand slid down my
    stomach until he found my G-spot.
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    My head fell back. Oh, lordy. The man was a master. His talented fingers pinched,
    swirled, and rubbed my clit.
    Grams shouted, “Have you lost your minds?”
    I winced and hastily fastened my costume. “Sorry. We kinda got carried away.”
    “Well, it’s about to carry you away.”
    “What is?”
    Something fluttered in the blackness above us.
    Grabbing my sword, I looked up and gasped.
    A monkey-like face with glowing red eyes and curved fangs hovered over our
    heads. Its leathery wings created a violent updraft that threatened to extinguish the
    torches.
    “A Hag Bat,” Grams announced.
    It hissed.
    I had a sudden irrational urge to laugh. “All we need now is a wicked witch, a
    broom, and a yellow brick road.”
    Fabian inquired drily, “Are you always such a smart-ass?”
    “Only when I’m scared out of my mind. So, wise one, how do we kill it?”
    “With cold steel, fire, or chocolate.” The hunter studied the monster. “If Asmoday
    is as all-powerful as everyone claims, why is he trying to delay us?”
    “Good question. Should we ask her?”
    The Hag Bat suddenly swooped down and grabbed my shoulders, lifting me up.
    I screamed as its claws dug deep into my flesh. Out of sheer desperation, I stabbed
    at it with my sword.
    The bat shook me violently, knocking the