Free Emerald Eyes by Julia Talbot Page A

kit’s ears twitching. Jonny was so right. He would have to keep Yves occupied. Solidly.
    “Come here, love.” He tried for a little of the Alpha command Deke did so easily.
    Yves stopped, a soft, curious, totally kittenish sound leaving him.
    Oh, that worked. Look at him, being all wolfy. “Come on, kit. Get over here.” He held out one hand, beckoning with two fingers.
    “Is that supposed to be sexy?” Reuben knew it was -- he could see it in the way Yves’ body responded.
    “Mmm. It’s supposed to get you over here.” He growled the last two words, hoping he didn’t sound like a bad sparkly vampire movie guy.
    Yves came to him, gaze holding him, watching him closely.
    Yes. Hunt me, kitty . Backed away, moving toward a nice, wide couch.
    Yves growled softly, called to him, and the little chirrup made him want to howl.
    Instead he played it cool, stretching out on the couch, hands behind his head. He spread his legs, letting his scent fill the immediate area.
    Yves groaned, then the sounds faded and he was being stalked. That sinuous body moved, muscles pulling under hot skin. Reuben’s cock rose, his ass clenching. That was what he needed, Yves’ attention.
    So he went for more, reaching down to stroke his cock, letting Yves see him pull and push.
    Those bright green eyes flashed, awake, alive and clear. Focused on him, not some dead guy and a greedy demon.
    “I can touch you, too, love.”
    “Love.” The hunger on that face humbled him.
    “Yeah. My mate, whether you believe in it or not. I want you here with me.” Reuben gave up on playing it cool, arching his whole body, showing Yves his prize.
    “Mate.” Yves breathed the word, stepped forward, then stopped and shook his head. “I can’t let you. There’s a demon inside me.”
    “Not for long. That horned guy? My money is on him.” He rolled off the couch and darted forward to catch Yves in his arms.
    Yves’ gasp was heady, damn near perfect, and he wanted to hear it again.
    Bending, he nipped at Yves’ neck, just hard enough to sting, and when Yves’ head tipped back, offering him more, he took it. He licked the spot to ease the ache, then bit again, worrying the flesh between his teeth.
    “There’s a demon. I don’t know how he found me, but he did.”
    “I have a pretty good idea.” Demons often attached to objects, so either the stones or the scroll. Possibly both.
    “Okay, but I can’t be the first one to try this. I can’t.”
    “Nope. Demons aren’t meant to be in this realm full time, love. They end up back in their dimension and have to try again.” The idea gave Reuben hope, actually. Human bodies weren’t built to hold demons, but shifters were stronger, sturdier. No wonder this entity was going after Yves.
    “Now, why are we talking demons when you could be on your hands and knees taking me, love?” Distraction was key. No sense in giving the damn thing another way in, right?
    He’d felt it inside Yves, and that was second-hand. Yves must be going nuts.
    He pulled Yves back to the couch and sank down, letting Yves tumble down on top of him. Yves arched. Undulating atop him, the motion pure feline.
    Uhn. Reuben hummed, his body happy to take over from his mind. He wanted to touch, to suck and lick and bite.
    Biting.
    He leaned up, sank his teeth into Yves’ shoulder, and his kit yowled.
    More. Reuben heard the word in his head, and there was nothing of the demon in that voice. Only his lover. Just Yves. He bit harder, shaking Yves a tiny bit, his hand rising and falling to smack one lean hip.
    He thought he could feel the sting, so he did it again, letting Yves wash over him. They shared the sensations, wrapped up in each other now. Yves dragged along his body, giving him both the slick slide of Yves’ form and the rough rasp of his hair on Yves.
    His skin tingled, his breath beginning to come up short. He panted, his belly pulling in so he could rock his hips up. God, yeah.
    “Puppy.” Yves caught his ear with