Demonicus (Overworld Underground Book 2)

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that boggled the mind. A young couple cast furtive looks at us as if they didn't wish to be seen in such a place.
    Tyler stopped next to a normal sized vibrator. "Hmm, we should get some toys to play with."
    I smiled sweetly. "I already have a shoebox full of them. Would you like me to demonstrate their use sometime?"
    He paused, mouth open in a priceless look.
    "Tyler, dear, you look positively ready to drool if you don't close your mouth."
    He barked a laugh, which sent the young couple in the lube section jumping back as if a ghost had appeared. That only made him laugh louder.
    I jerked on his sleeve and murmured, "You're scaring the other shoppers."
    We made our way to the back where an assortment of questionable attire hung from racks. Tyler mused over a fishnet bodysuit.
    "Don't even think about it," I warned. "I will not display my lady parts for everyone to see."
    "I was thinking about it for home."
    This brought a warm flush to my face. "Perhaps after I've had several drinks."
    He ran a finger over the material. "That won't be a problem." Tyler rubbed his hands together. "For tonight, I think something like this would work." A leather dress seemed to have caught his attention.
    I held it up to myself and grimaced at the length. "It barely comes down to my thighs."
    He winked. "That's the point."
    I removed a larger version of the same dress from the rack, but its length still left something to be desired. The rest of the "clothing" was made of similar material—leather or a disgusting rubber-like substance. We browsed for a while longer and finally settled on a leather skirt and matching top with buttons and a collar. I wasn't delighted, but at least the skirt came down a little above my knees.
    Tyler chose tight pants, a shirt of the same material, and a ridiculous pair of large, tinted glasses. "To disguise my face," he explained. "She might have my description."
    "Just as long as I don't have to wear a pair." I examined the pants. "Hmm, I thought the buttless chaps were far more becoming on you."
    "If you'd like—"
    I cut off the thought with a firm look. "I will not have your well-defined ass hanging in the breeze for all to see."
    On the way out, he stopped by plastic-wrapped packages of anal plugs. I grabbed his arm and showed him firmly to the cashier.
    "Those would require considerably more than alcohol for me to consider."
    Tyler chuckled. "Wait, one more thing." He went to the wall of whips and chose a leather one. "Can't have a master without one of these."
    "You are the master, I presume?"
    He shrugged. "We'll figure that out."
    We paid for the merchandise and hid the dreadful items in a brown bag. I did not want Joe to see them. As we climbed into the SUV, I received a text from Isabel.
    Can't wait to see you for drinks tonight!
    I put a hand to my forehead and showed Tyler the text. "I completely forgot. Do you think we can drop by and visit them for a bit?"
    Tyler checked his watch. "Sure. Things won't get lively at the club until later anyway."
    I didn't want to consider what lively entailed, but visions of leather-clad people whipping bound companions still flashed through my mind.
    We went to Tyler's place, ate, and then had Joe drop us at Gronsky's, Isabel's and my favorite bar. A cold chill shivered up my spine as we walked past the alley where a vampire by the name of Stephen had assaulted Isabel and me.
    Tyler seemed to know what I was thinking and rubbed my arm. "He's a mortal now. Won't be hurting anyone else."
    "A man like that could still do harm."
    "He's probably sitting home in his underwear, eating cheesy poofs and regretting the day he ever met you."
    I pressed my head to his chest. "I certainly hope so. May he grow fat and bald so no other woman has to deal with his disgusting ass."
    Isabel and Jack waved from the bar when we entered. The sight of her so happy melted my fears in a warm wave of joy. I rushed over and gave her a hug.
    "So good to see you, Iz!"
    She giggled. "Someone's

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