Addictions of a Sex Demon by Jaye Shields Read Free Book Online

Gods, she was
beautiful. She was funny, sensual, and apparently she had better things to do
than to be his partner in heat. His jaw clenched in response, and he commanded
himself to calm. He’d just have to search for another woman who could help him
when the time came.
    Finally, the village of Libhua came into view and he landed
on the outskirts to walk into town. His wings retreated into his back,
disappearing from view so that no one would recognize him as a quetzalem. His
own village guarded his identity since he kept them protected and healthy with
his blood and knowledge of herbs and medicine. The quetzalem were a hunted
breed though, and their home realm had become overrun by human dragon hunters
who’d turned the quetzalem race into nothing more than blood slaves.
    Walking into Libhua, Axel decided to first explore the local
meadhouse. Surely, there’d be lots of females there. The building looked
similar to most others in the realm—brick and lazy stucco topped with a black
thatched roof. A strange architectural mix indeed, but after all, it was a
realm of mixed ages. Striding through the front doors, Axel inhaled the sour
scent of demon brew. Suddenly thirsty, he approached the bar. “Mead, please.”
    The troll bartender snorted in response and wiped slimy,
green mucus from his nose with a long, crooked finger. His gray skin stretched
over a gangly body and Axel recognized him as a mountain carving breed instead
of a ground dweller. Not good, since the same kind of troll could be found in
his home region of the quetzalem. Axel shrugged off the possibility of being
recognized. The troll didn’t look very sharp or sober.
    “There ya go,” the troll grunted in English and sloshed half
the beverage onto the bar.
    Axel didn’t hesitate before chugging it down. “Another.”
    The troll turned to refill the mug with the foamy amber
colored liquid. The color of her eyes… Axel chastised himself for thinking of
her and looked around the room.
    “Hi there, newcomer.” The voice from behind him was sticky
sweet. Too sweet.
    Axel turned to find a blonde-haired human with a flowing,
white dress that made it seem obvious she was a goddess-groupie, although she’d
probably never met one. Few had unless the gods were spotted venturing outside
of the Olympian realm. And who the hell would want to visit the Aerion realm?
    “I’ve come looking for someone. I’ve heard there is a
succubus living in this town.” A lie, but he hoped it would both let down the
female and reveal the existence of a possible sex demon. And a quetzalem, if
there was one, he’d scent her so close to his heat.
    The girl’s face soured and another voice uttered from Axel’s
right. “You’ve found her.” The voice rasped with pure sex, and before he saw
her, her clawed fingertips were on his shoulders, directing him her way.
    The troll returned with the second mead and Axel instantly
pounded the drink rather than meet the succubus’s eyes. When the foamy beverage
was done, he relinquished himself to the femme fatale awaiting his recognition.
    The yellow eyes of a sex demon gazed at Axel, but they were
neither as bright, nor as mesmerizing as Sephina’s. “You look like you’re
thirsty,” she purred.
    “Can I buy you a drink?”
    She eyed his body, lingering on every inch of him. Axel
realized he was a hunk of meat for the succubus’s insatiable appetite. He only
wished Sephina had been as hungry, but she’d spent the day in a whorehouse.
    The sex demon before him leaned in to whisper. As she did
so, her tongue traced his earlobe. “I’d like for you to do more than buy me a
drink.”
    He met her ready stare. “Does this mean that you’d be
willing to have sex with me for days on end until heat and smoke is cast from
our skin?”
    “Order me a Dragon’s Breath and let’s get out of here.”
    Axel pondered the strange beverage choice named for the heat
of the potent drink. He ignored the aching in his gut that came with