Chapter One #2
Lucifer stroked Riku’s thigh. They were practically molded as one, reading a book together. “It’s a full moon tonight.”
At Lucifer’s words, a hint of relief washed over Brownie. Yuri wasn’t upset with him. He was just restless.
“You should join the full moon run.”
I was invited.
Brownie felt sick at Yuri’s mental response.
“Then go.”
I’m not one of them. Yuri went back to pacing. His dark mood crushed Brownie’s chest.
“So do it here.”
Yuri stopped pacing at Lucifer’s suggestion.
Am I allowed to do that?
He just said you could. He’s the boss. Even as Brownie reassured Yuri, he double-checked with Lucifer. “Will he be safe?”
“No demon would dare cross me by touching him. You should go too. The two of you are killing our vibe. Maybe we want to get messy.”
Ew.
Brownie laughed at Yuri’s reaction. His mood was fully restored at the thought of taking Yuri for a run.
The woods in Hell might be on fire, but they still smelled like freedom.
It was still space to hit full speed and let out all the wolf’s energy.
He could show Yuri how he could be just as happy here.
Brownie jumped to his feet and headed for the door. His deadly claws clicked on the floor with every step. Why do you always ‘ew’ at them? They’re mates and sex is awesome.
If you say so.
Brownie froze. He couldn’t help it. One foot was out the front door and his entire body came to a halt. Do you not think so? Because that was strange as hell for an animal.
Wow. I know I’m weird, but you didn’t have to say it.
You weren’t meant to hear that thought.
Yuri rolled his eyes and pushed past him before slipping out the door.
Brownie was hot on his heels. Seriously. You don’t like sex?
I thought we were running.
Why are you so uncomfortable? Brownie had no idea why he was being so pushy and defensive—like Yuri’s feelings were a personal affront. He had just never wanted to fuck someone so badly in his life, and Yuri didn’t enjoy sex. What the fuck?
I didn’t say I don’t like sex. You assumed that’s what I meant. Unless this conversation is leading to you actually fucking me, then tag. You’re it. He bumped Brownie with his head and took off like a shot.
Brownie stood frozen for half a second. Had that been an invitation?
What did he even mean? Fuck. Yuri ran through a forest filled with demons, hounds, and countless other monsters.
He had to move his ass. Brownie shot out after Yuri.
He heard Yuri’s laughter ringing through his mind—like music to his soul.
Brownie found himself holding back, toying with Yuri.
Hellhounds were five times faster than wolves.
They were built to chase down souls on the run.
Nothing could outpace them. He could easily overtake Yuri, but he wanted Yuri to run off some energy.
Unfortunately, the alpha hunter in him had been unleashed.
The needs the full moon awoke in Yuri affected him every second he stayed in Yuri’s head.
Maybe Yuri didn’t naturally crave sex the way his wolf buddies did when the lunar cycle hit this stage, but Brownie felt it by proxy.
Nan nanny boo boo. You can’t catch me.
A very animalistic smile stretched his mouth, baring his deadly teeth at Yuri’s childish taunt.
Think you’ve got a chance? What’ll you give me if I do?
Brownie didn’t wait for Yuri to answer. He leapt, paws striking the nearest tree.
He used the momentum to get as much height as possible before tackling Yuri from above.
Brownie pulled his weight so he wouldn’t hurt Yuri, but he ensured he couldn’t get away either.
Yuri turned human as he hit the ground. Peals of loud laughter cut through the otherwise haunting woods.
He rolled beneath Brownie. His bright smile was the most beautiful thing Brownie had ever seen.
They were both fully aroused. Brownie was too close to the animal side tonight to control himself.
He turned human and lowered his weight, ensuring Yuri understood he was hard for him, and he was in danger.
“Caught you.” Even he heard the demonic edge to his tone. He was the hellhound alpha now. No turning back. This side took what it wanted.
Yuri’s chest heaved from the exertion. His smile didn’t dim even after Brownie made it clear he was ready to rip into that tight asshole of his. “What did we decide was your prize again? I don’t remember.”
If Brownie wasn’t in full alpha mode, he wouldn’t have answered. He was too far gone to think about who was beneath him. “A kiss.”
The happiness swimming in Yuri’s eyes didn’t dim. “I don’t remember agreeing to that, but okay.”
Reality struck, hitting him like a truck.
It was Yuri. Yuri was beneath him, hard, and agreeing to let Brownie kiss him.
He didn’t know what to do. Hellhounds didn’t kiss.
He didn’t even know why he had suggested it.
He had never wanted a kiss before. Brownie knew it had been his idea, but hellhounds weren’t gentle.
They came together violently. It wasn’t like they could trust each other not to rip out the other’s throat.
Brownie just thought about Yuri’s lips more than he understood. He was frozen.
Brownie didn’t have to decide how to proceed.
Yuri lifted his head and gave Brownie the kiss he had won.
Brownie jerked back. He didn’t know if he liked the way that felt—like he could lose himself.
Then he watched Yuri turn skittish. He felt the way he withdrew.
His chest hurt. He didn’t think. Brownie just lowered his head and touched his mouth to Yuri’s. He had no idea what he was doing.
Yuri’s tongue slid across his bottom lip before his teeth lightly sank into it.
He tugged. Brownie was transfixed by every sensation.
Butterflies fluttered in his gut. His skin tingled.
Brownie’s brain itched. His lips automatically parted.
Yuri’s tongue slipped inside his mouth and curled around Brownie’s tongue.
A soft moan escaped him without his permission.
He already pictured Yuri doing that to his dick.
The idea equally pissed him off because his Yuri kneeled for no one.
Damn. He really hadn’t realized how sexy and vulnerable he would feel with Yuri’s tongue in his mouth.
“That does look yummy. Care to share?”
Brownie was full hellhound again in an instant, keeping Yuri protected beneath his enormous, solid body. “He’s mine.” He kept his gaze leveled on the red-eyed demon that stood, ready to pounce. It was a lust demon. One touch to Yuri’s skin and he would be addicted.
“What’s the fun in that? Two is always better than one.”
Turn wolf and run. Don’t look back. Go home. No detours.
Proving he was a smart wolf, Yuri immediately did as told. Brownie only shifted his weight enough for Yuri to run free. Otherwise, he stayed planted and ready for anything.
The demon's eyes followed Yuri. “Awww. It’s a sweet puppy.” His gaze moved back to Brownie. An evil-looking smile stretched his lips. “I have his scent now. I can wait.”
Fuck, Yuri definitely wouldn’t be allowed to leave the castle unguarded again now.
Brownie knew he could declare Yuri’s position to Lucifer’s mate.
That would only protect Yuri for now. It would do more damage in the future when word spread.
No one knew Lucifer’s business. He couldn’t reveal any weak spots.
“Move along. You’re on Lucifer’s land.”
“Everything is Lucifer’s land, but I know you’re doing your job.”
Yuri says there’s a problem. Show me what you see.
Brownie could handle one stray demon, but Lucifer was his master. He obeyed.
Oh. It’s Jetaime. He’s harmless.
It was obvious Jetaime saw Lucifer in his eyes. He took a step back. “The scent of lust called to me. Hunger won. Have a good night, beast.” Jetaime wandered away.
Brownie watched until he no longer had any scent of the guy.
Only then did he head back home. He walked slower than necessary.
His head was all over the place. Like a coward, he slipped inside through the dungeons and made his way through back channels to get to his bedroom.
Brownie couldn’t see Yuri again tonight. That kiss had him fucked up.