Page 4 of Cuddly Demon

"I'm a softer, more sensitive demon. Bad boys have their appeal, but I like sweeter guys. Ones who know how to cuddle, be open with their feelings, and truly give their hearts to a creature as unique as me."

Saint nods. "I understand. Wow, this is a lot to process. I never thought I'd be having this conversation with a demon."

I chuckle, the sound echoing in the small room. "Life is full of surprises. You never know what's going to happen next."

Saint bites his lip, his eyes flickering back and forth between mine. "What happens now? Are you going to... go back to Hell?"

"Do you want to know the truth?"

"Of course."

"I'd rather kiss you." I lean in even closer, my breath hot against his ear. "Only if you want me to. I won't force you to do anything you're uncomfortable with. But if you do want me, I promise to show you a world you never dreamt existed, beautiful boy."

Saint's eyes flutter shut, and I can see the desire in his face. "I've never been with another human or demon, but I'm open to it. My life isn't very interesting, I'll have you know. I study a lot, watch TV, and I work at a diner near campus. At the very least, this would switch things up and make me feel alive again. I want to give it a shot. Experience what you have to offer."

Without another word, I close the distance between us and press my lips to his. It's a soft, gentle kiss at first, but as our bodies heat up, it becomes more intense. Saint's hands find their way to my hair, and he pulls me closer, deepening the kiss.

His heart beats rapidly against my chest, and I know he's just as into this as I am.

We break away, both of us breathing heavily. I run my thumb across his bottom lip. "That was amazing."

Saint smiles, a blush spreading across his cheeks. "It really was." He reaches up and brushes my hair away from my face. "Geez, this isn't exactly typical, but I'm so glad I summoned you."

"Me too. You helped me get free, and now it's my turn to help you."

TWO

SAINT

Onyx holds my hand as we walk through campus, his firm fingers gripping mine tight.

He's using his hot stud human form today, which is something he apparently can do. Safe to say we're drawing eyes.

My eyes flit around to the other students with their book bags and stressed looks on their faces, and it’s tough not to feel like the lucky one for once.

I summoned a demon.

Not just any demon.

A protector demon, one who wants to help me with my coursework, kiss me on my wonky dorm bed, and who’s even attracted to me.

I have to admit, that’s something I didn’t see coming.

I turn to Onyx… and forget how to breathe. He’s a surprisingly good kisser, or at least I think he is. I’ve never kissed anything more than the back of my hand, so I’m not exactly experienced in that department.

Something bubbled to life inside of me when he called me beautiful boy, too. Now, I've read novels before where one parter calls the other sweet names like that, but I haven't actually fantasized about it happening to me. I… liked it. A lot.

I lean against Onyx’s mighty strong shoulder. "Can no one else really tell that you're a demon?"

"They didn’t summon me. As I told you, only the human who calls upon my services gets the privilege of laying eyes upon my true form, unless you give me permission to shed my human disguise. They just see me as your smoking hot boyfriend."

I blush, taking this in. "I wonder why no one else summoned you over the past three thousand years. That’s a loooooong time to be alone."

"I assume people quit believing in demons. Three thousand years ago, demons were everywhere. You couldn't miss them. Walk down the street, and you'd see them lurking in the shadows, offering deals to humans who were desperate for a way out of their problems."

"I wonder what happened."

"As time went on, I suspect humans found other ways to cope with their issues, and the internet convinced everyone that we weren't real. Eventually, they forgot about us altogether."