Page 4 of Demon Unleashed

Surprise flashed in Enya’s eyes, just like he’d expected. For a few seconds, she remained silent, then she leaned closer. “How about you give me your number instead?”

Now it was his turn to be surprised. Was she not going to ask him to spend the night with her? Fine, if that was how she wanted to play it, he had no choice but to play along. He pulled a card from his inside jacket pocket and handed it to her. “That’s my cell.” In fact, it was the cell phone number he used only for his dealings in the human world, a burner he would get rid of the moment he believed it compromised. None of his demons had this number. Nobody could trace it.

Enya took the card, looked at it, then pulled out her phone and typed the number in. “Thank you. It was a pleasure meeting you.”

It was his cue. “Thanks for the drinks.” He stood up. “Can I call you a taxi?”

“No, thank you. It’s not far.” She smiled.

“Well, then, have a good night.”

“Same to you,” she replied, and turned to the bartender to settle her bill.

Zoltan walked to the door and exited. Outside, he took a deep breath. Maybe he’d played it wrong. Maybe she was pissed because he hadn’t responded to her inuendoes. Maybe she thought he was too arrogant, too aloof. Fuck!

His phone rang. “What now?” he grumbled to himself as he started walking in the direction of his condo building. He pulled the phone from his pocket and stared at the display. Unknown caller, it said. He pressed answer. “This is Eric.”

“Hi, it’s Enya.”

The words made him rock to a halt. “Enya.”

“Yes, remember? We just met and you gave me your phone number.”

He chuckled. “I have a vague memory of a beautiful blonde in a bar who wouldn’t give me her number.”

“That’s just because that blonde doesn’t like to wait for a guy to call her.”

“Mmm-hmm.” He heard a door closing and realized that Enya had just left the bar. She was only half a block behind him, but he didn’t turn around. “Any chance that blonde would like a nightcap?”

“I’ve had enough to drink. But there’s something else.”

The sound of footsteps came closer.

“Anything I can provide?”

“I think so.” Her words came from directly behind him.

Zoltan disconnected the call and shoved the phone into his pocket.

“It’s not polite to hang up on a woman,” Enya said from behind him.

“Nor is it polite to tease a man until he loses his cool.” Slowly, Zoltan pivoted to face Enya. She wore a leather jacket over her outfit now, but she’d left it open in the front. “I would have called you if you’d given me your number.”

Enya took a step closer, bringing her within a foot of him. She looked up at him, and it made him aware of how petite she was. “Why even ask for my number?”

“Because I didn’t want to presume that you would accept an invitation to my bed after just meeting me. I figured maybe I’d take you out for dinner first, wine and dine you, before I seduce you.”

“I’d rather skip the wining and dining.” She licked her lips, and the action sent a jolt of energy into his cock.

He put his arm around her waist and pulled her to him. “Aren’t you afraid of going home with a stranger? A stranger who might not be very civilized.” Because right now he felt anything but. Enya was a tease, and she’d brought out his animal instincts.

“Who says I want civilized?” She put her hand on his nape.

“A woman after my own heart.” He dipped his head to hers and captured her lips.

Ever since he’d first laid eyes on Enya, he’d known that the moment he had her in his bed, there would be fireworks. However, he hadn’t expected that simply feeling her lips pressed against his would turn his insides into molten lava and unleash a lust that he’d never felt for any other woman, human, demon, or otherwise.

Enya tasted of sin, of pure, unadulterated sin that an ordinary demon couldn’t match. But then, he wasn’t an ordinary demon. He was Zoltan, the Great One, the ruler of the Underworld. And what Enya promised with her kiss was unmistakable: a coupling without restraints, without limits, without taboos.

Her lips were soft yet demanding, her breath sweet and addictive, her tongue assertive and delicious. She made no secret of her desire, didn’t even attempt to play coy, didn’t pretend that this was the first time she’d picked up a stranger. No, for all he knew, she was a pro at this and it was a frequent occurrence for her, one she made no excuses for. She was a hot-blooded woman who knew what she needed. And tonight, she needed him, or at least his cock. And he was more than willing to oblige. But first things first.

Zoltan ripped his lips from hers and took a deep breath. It did nothing to calm his thundering heart or his throbbing erection.

“I live close by. Five minutes’ walk.”

She met his eyes. “How long if we run?”

He would have chuckled at her eagerness were he not just as keen on getting her into his bed. Without answering, he took her hand, and together, they started running. It still seemed like an eternity until they reached his condo building. He opened the door with his fob, then called for the elevator. Inside the cab, he stopped himself from touching Enya. If he did so before they reached his place, he would fuck her right here in the elevator, and it would be over too soon. No, he had to make it into his condo.

When the elevator finally stopped on his floor, he took Enya’s hand and almost dragged her with him. He unlocked his apartment door and ushered her inside, then shut the door behind him.

The under-the-cabinet lights in the open-plan kitchen were burning, shining into the small foyer that connected to it. Beyond the kitchen, and only separated by a bar, lay the living and dining room, which sported wall-to-ceiling windows affording a panoramic view over the city.

But Enya didn’t seem interested in the view. Instead, she pivoted to face him. Light shone onto her face and spotlighted her eyes, their blue now more saturated, more vibrant. He was drawn to them like a fly to honey. But it was Enya who made the first move. She snatched the lapels of his suit and pulled him to her, making him aware of her physical strength. Had a demon female grabbed him like that, he would have tossed her on her ass, because he decided when, where, and how. He was the one who took charge. To be confronted with a strong woman like Enya, a woman who wasn’t intimidated by him, was a refreshing change. So he let it happen and allowed her to take the reins.