Sexy Saturday 10/03/2020

Happy Sexy Saturday, my darlings! Still waiting for a release date (*SOB*) for the CHC: Collection, but I am very happy to announce that the third book in the Sucker For Love Mysteries has been submitted to my publisher! Woo-hoo!!! XD

I’m slowing down on writing new stuff while I work on getting my finished projects out into the world, and I’ll share updates as soon as I have them! In the meantime, we’re hanging out with Will and Mr. Heiss again. This picks up where we left off last week!

Don’t ask me why Will murdered people. He hasn’t actually told me yet.

Enjoy!

Warnings: NSFW/rough blowjob/mention of murder/demon shenanigans

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“How many?” Mr. Heiss asked again, tracing a single claw along Will’s chin.

“I…” Will shuddered.

He didn’t understand how Mr. Heiss knew, and he wanted to deny it. He had always been so careful.

“Seven?” Mr. Heiss said suddenly, and he laughed. “Oh, you were off to a good start.”

“How did-“

“I’m a demon,” Mr. Heiss cut in sharply, flashing a toothy smile. “Sin speaks to me, and yours is especially loud. Mm, and sweet.”

Will tried to jerk away, but Mr. Heiss suddenly had a hold of the chain connected to his collar. He couldn’t move, but he refused to confirm the accusation. He held his gaze, furious and unblinking.

“Come,” Mr. Heiss said briskly, guiding him over toward the desk and the grand chair.

The chain magically disconnected from the floor, and it attached itself to the arm of the chair.

“Kneel.” Mr. Heiss gestured to the space beneath the desk.

“You’re kidding,” Will scoffed. He pulled the fabric around himself tighter. “No fuckin’ way.”

Mr. Heiss grabbed a handful of Will’s hair and twisted.

Will cried out in pain, gasping, “What the fuck!”

“That kind of behavior is not pleasing,” Mr. Heiss said firmly. “I expect obedience, pet.”

“Fine,” Will spat, baring his teeth. “I’ll do it. Just let go of me.”

Mr. Heiss released Will’s hair, soothing it back down with a swipe of his palm. “Ah, now. Kneel.”

Will got down on his knees beneath the desk, scooting back as Mr. Heiss sat down on the chair in front of him.

“I’m waiting for a phone call, and I expect it to be unpleasant,” Mr. Heiss said, scooting in close. “You will suck my cock.”

“But… that’s…” Will felt a tug in his collar, and he chose his next words carefully. “Won’t that distract you?”

“Only if you’re very good at it,” Mr. Heiss replied.

Will shuddered.

A phone began to ring, and Mr. Heiss said, “You may begin now.” He cleared his throat, answering the phone and saying, “Yes, this is Mr. Heiss.”

Will wasn’t sure what to do.

There was a part of his brain that was still hoping this was all just a crazy dream. He couldn’t explain the things Mr. Heiss knew about him or what kind of monster he really was. Trying to accept that demons were real had the potential to lead to some world shattering revelations that he wasn’t prepared for.

If he did as Mr. Heiss said and served as his pet, then he could eventually leave this nightmare and never have to worry about it again.

Ah, but if Mr. Heiss really was a demon, Will should have no reason to trust that he would do as he’d promised.

Mr. Heiss pulled the chain, hard enough to make the collar catch around Will’s neck.

Right, dick sucking first, sort out personal crisis later.

Will slid his hands up Mr. Heiss’ thighs, and he marveled at the muscle he felt beneath his palms. Even more impressive was the thick bulge of Mr. Heiss’ cock. Will almost laughed because there was no way that giant thing was actually real.

“Mmm, yes,” Mr. Heiss said, speaking into the phone. “There has been a dispute over Mr. Parker’s soul for quite some time, but it belongs to High Prince Absolis.”

Will didn’t waste any more time, quickly unbuttoning Mr. Heiss’ pants to pull his cock out. He couldn’t help how he gasped when he saw it for the first time, and he felt his mouth begin to water.

It was thick, red, flushed nearly purple around the slick head peeking out beneath the foreskin. It was the biggest cock Will had ever seen, only comparable to some of those dildos he snuck furtive glances at in sex shops but was always too embarrassed to actually buy.

He didn’t even think it could fit in his mouth, at least not comfortably, and he wrapped his hands on the base and squeezed.

“Yes, the contract was signed in that prince’s territory, but the demon who made the offer works under the high prince.” Mr. Heiss growled, and he reached down to dig his claws into Will’s hair.

Will began to lick around the fat head of Mr. Heiss’ cock, getting it wet before sucking it into mouth. He could barely get his lips around it all, and it tasted hot and bitter. He could feel Mr. Heiss pushing his head down, and he forced himself to relax.

He could survive this.

He’d survived worse.

“No,” Mr. Heiss snarled, suddenly slamming his cock upwards. “That is not acceptable! That soul belongs to the high prince!”

Will nearly gagged, groaning as he struggled to keep with Mr. Heiss’ mean thrusts. The force made his eyes water, and he couldn’t breathe with his throat stuffed full of cock. He waited for Mr. Heiss to pull out far enough that he could snort back a few quick puffs of air through his nose.

“Absolutely not!” Mr. Heiss continued to argue. His claws dragged over Will’s scalp, his hips bucking forward.

Will was better prepared this time and let his jaw hang loose as Mr. Heiss slammed his cock into his mouth. He could feel drool pooling around his lips, dripping down his chin as he struggled to take it all.

Fuck, if this kept up, he was going to choke.

He had to do something.

Grabbing Mr. Heiss’ thighs, Will dug in and started bobbing his head to take control of the rhythm. He rubbed his tongue along Mr. Heiss’ enormous cock, groaning low. He sucked harder, and he felt the claws recede.

He kept moving, sucking and wagging his tongue, relieved that Mr. Heiss seemed to have calmed down. He pulled off of Mr. Heiss’ cock and ran his tongue all around the head, kissing and mouthing down the shaft next to give his aching jaw a break.

“I’m sure that Mr. Kalt agrees,” Mr. Heiss went on, his voice now a low, rumbling purr.

Will didn’t know if his newly relaxed state was because the conversation was going well or if it was from the dick sucking, but he definitely wanted to keep him happy. He sank back down on his cock, resuming the fast and slippery pace.

“Very well,” Mr. Heiss sighed. “I’m so glad we could reach an agreement…” He suddenly snatched Will’s hair, forcing him to take every inch as he snarled, “And if I ever see you or Mr. Kalt in my territory, I will burn you down into ashes.”

Will whimpered as his eyes burned with tears, smacking Mr. Heiss’ leg. He couldn’t breathe, and he heard the phone slam down on the receiver. He thought he might get a break, but Mr. Heiss began to fuck his face even harder than before.

Both sets of claws were now tangled in Will’s hair, pulling him down into every cruel slam.

Will was helpless to stop it, and he did everything he could not to choke. He felt dizzy, his throat raw and the corners of his mouth on fire from being forced open so forcefully.

Mr. Heiss let out a roar – an inhuman sound that Will felt vibrating down in his bones. Mr. Heiss was coming, and Will’s mouth was instantly flooded with a wave of fluid. It filled his throat, and he could feel it trying to come out of his nose.

He had to swallow, squeezing his eyes closed as he fought to keep it down. It was too much at once, and he could feel it leaking out of his mouth. “Mmmmph!”

“Good boy,” Mr. Heiss said, finally setting Will free from his cock.

Will reared back, gasping for air and cringing as he swallowed the rest of the come left in his mouth. He started to wipe away what had spilled, but there was a mean tug on his collar.

“Ah ah,” Mr. Heiss warned. “You take everything I give you.”

“Sure,” Will huffed, sticking out his tongue to lick around his mouth and chin. He licked over the place on his hand where he’d tried to clean up, glaring haughtily up at Mr. Heiss.

The smug bastard looked very pleased with himself, and he ruffled his hand through Will’s hair.

“So,” Will said, crawling out from the desk and getting to his feet. “How was that?”

“Passable.”

“Passable?!”

“Maybe next time you’ll do better.”

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Last One to Let You Down – LIVE!

Thomas Hill is a lonely embalmer who’s in some big trouble – his ex-boyfriend has been forcing him to illegally sell dangerous chemicals with no signs of stopping, and Tom doesn’t know what to do. His situation gets even more complicated when Cypress Holmes, a smoking hot local florist, walks in on Tom making a deal. Cypress agrees to keep quiet, but his silence comes at a price.

He wants Tom to do exactly as he says and to give him complete and total control over his body at all times. Tom now has no choice but to obey Cypress’s every command to stay out of jail. But when Cypress starts spanking him and tying him up, he realizes he doesn’t mind the rough treatment at all.  With or without the threat of blackmail hanging over his head, he likes what Cypress does to him… and he doesn’t want it to stop.

Author’s Note: This book includes intense sexual scenes, rough spankings, and depictions of death and embalming as they relate to the funeral industry. If this material offends or may upset you, please don’t buy this book.

AVAILABLE ON AMAZON AND KU NOW!

A Cold Hard Collection – LIVE

The new book is live – again – and here to stay! You can check out the new release over at Amazon and it’s free to read with a KU subscription! Thank you so much to everyone for your patience and understanding! I hope you guys enjoy reading all the nifty and naughty adventures of Boss Cold and Jimmy!

When a mafia kingpin pays to send you to law school, the real lessons will be taught in his bed. Boss Cold is the kind of man who gets his money’s worth, and Jimmy Poe still has much to learn about all the ways his body can be used and enjoyed. He will spend his nights blushing, begging, and screaming the name of the stern, sexy mob lord to whom every inch of him now belongs.

Publisher’s Note: A Cold Hard Collection includes twenty-five scalding hot short stories
featuring Jimmy Poe and Boss Cold, the main characters of Cold Hard Cash and Hard Earned
Cash. These stories includes spankings and rough, intense sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this collection.

READ IT NOW!

Collection – DELAYED

Hey guys! I’m sure many of you have noticed that the link for a A Cold Hard Collection is not working. The book unfortunately ended up in the Erotica Dungeon, and my publisher and I made the decision to pull it. It will be republished, and I will post the new links as soon as I have them. I am so sorry for the delay and the inconvenience this has caused, but both my publisher and I feel this is the right decision for the overall success of the book. I appreciate your patience and hopefully the book will be back soon! <333

A Cold Hard Collection is LIVE!

A Cold Hard Collection is live and available on Amazon and KU! This is book number three in the Cold Hard Cash series, and I hope you guys like it! Remember – this book is a collection of stories that take place between CHC and HEC. There is pretty much no plot here. At all. It’s twenty-five delicious stories of Cold teaching Jimmy all about kink. <333

When a mafia kingpin pays to send you to law school, the real lessons will be taught in his bed. Boss Cold is the kind of man who gets his money’s worth, and Jimmy Poe still has much to learn about all the ways his body can be used and enjoyed. He will spend his nights blushing, begging, and screaming the name of the stern, sexy mob lord to whom every inch of him now belongs.

Publisher’s Note: A Cold Hard Collection includes twenty-five scalding hot short stories
featuring Jimmy Poe and Boss Cold, the main characters of Cold Hard Cash and Hard Earned
Cash. These stories includes spankings and rough, intense sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this collection.

The reviews have already been SUPER AMAZING, and I am so happy with how everyone is enjoying the book so far. Thank you guys for all the love! Happy reading!

Purchase now or free to read with a KU subscription! <333

Cover Reveal

The cover for The Last One to Let You Down is up! Woo-woo! I absolutely LOVE this cover, and working with Covers By Jo was amazing. She did a PHENOMENAL job. You can check out the official cover reveal over at Gay Book Promotions and enter the giveaway for a chance to win a $25 Amazon Gift Card or a free copy of the e-book! I hope you check it out and don’t forget – The Last One to Let You Down comes out November 13th, 2020!

New Releases!

That’s right. Releases. As in plural. As in more than one. I have TWO new books coming out in the next few weeks, and I am so excited for you guys to read them. The first is the very highly anticipated Cold Hard Cash: The Collection that I’ve been babbling about for months. It is a sexy collection of twenty-five juicy little stories that take place between Cold Hard Cash and Hard Earned Cash. It goes live on Amazon and KU on October 30th, 2020.

I’m sure all my Boss Cold and Jimmy fans are gonna love it. <333

The second book I have coming out is very special to me because it’s my first self-published novel. It’s my sexy undertaker and florist romance, officially titled The Last One to Let You Down. It’s all finished, and it’s available for preorder now! It will go live on Amazon and KU on November 13th, 2020. You can sneak a peek of the cover over at the preorder link and here’s the full blurb:

Thomas Hills is a lonely embalmer who’s in some big trouble – his ex-boyfriend has been forcing him to illegally sell dangerous chemicals with no signs of stopping, and Tom doesn’t know what to do. His situation gets even more complicated when Cypress Holmes, a smoking hot local florist, walks in on Tom making a deal. Cypress agrees to keep quiet, but his silence comes at a price.

He wants Tom to do exactly as he says and to give him complete and total control over his body at all times. Tom now has no choice but to obey Cypress’ every command to stay out of jail. But when Cyprus starts spanking him and tying him up, he realizes he doesn’t mind the rough treatment at all.  With or without the threat of blackmail hanging over his head, he likes what Cypress does to him… and he doesn’t want it to stop.

Author’s Note: This book includes intense sexual scenes, rough spankings, and depictions of death and embalming as they relate to the funeral industry. If this material offends or may upset you, please don’t buy this book.

I really hope that you guys like it and that you check out the CHC: The Collection, too! Sooo many good things are happening, and I can’t wait to share more exciting stories with you all! Blog tour info and cover reveal shenanigans for both new titles are on the way! Keep an eye on your email for some handy dandy newsletters that will have all the details! <333

Happy reading, my darlings!

-Kat

Writing All The Things #3

Completed Projects

CHC Collection: Release Date TBD!

Kraken My Heart: SUBMITTED! Just waiting for acceptance from the publisher! <333

Head Over Tentacles: SUBMITTED! Also waiting for acceptance from publisher! <333

Last One To Let You Down: Editing in progress!  

Wishes For Rohi: Awaiting Editing!

Love Included, Heart Not Required: Awaiting Editing!

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Current Projects

A whole bunch of NOTHING! Absolutely nothing is here right now. XD

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Future Projects

CHC Series: On Hiatus!

The Yawn Of Churchyards: Brain remains BLEGH at 9k.

Sucker For Love #4-7, #9: The series has been totally reordered, so in the future I will be working on 4-7, and 9. Number 3 was switched to 8, but just trust me! It’s all gonna make sense! XD

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Ramblings/Drabbles/BLEGH

I’m feeling very good about my Tentacles series since I reordered everything. I know it seems very weird, but I can’t explain why I did it without giving away a very big spoiler. Just trust me. The story in Book 3 needs to happen much later for everything to fall into place. So, the “old” Book 4 turned into the “new” Book 3 while the “old” 3 got bumped to 8. The original story for 8 was just trashed which is fine because I hadn’t even written it yet. Since there was nothing stopping me from submitting the new 3 now, I went ahead and got it into my publisher! Now, we waaaaaaait! D:

Speaking of waiting, I’m still waiting for my other publisher to give me a release date for the CHC: Collection. Hopefully soon! I really can’t wait to share all of that sexy smutty goodness with everyone! XD

Also, don’t freak out about the CHC series being on hiatus. Everything is pretty much on hiatus right now. I’m having some health problems, and writing has become very difficult for me. It sucks because I absolutely love writing, but I can’t make my brain work. I’m a wee bit stressed ulgh, just haven’t been able to focus on anything. Hopefully as I start to feel better, I can start to get back to it soon. <333

-Kat

Sexy Saturday 09/26/2020

Happy Sexy Saturday, my darlings! Agh, running a bit late tonight, but I really hope you like it! This evening’s post is a continuation of last week’s little story, so we’re checking back in with Will and – one of my favorite demons ever – Mr. Heiss.

This isn’t as sexy as the usual bits I share, and I’m very sorry about that. I meant to get to the smut, but then all the damn plot happened and it’s already so late and ahhhh! Okay, I promise naughty stuff is gonna go down with these boys really soon.

So very soon, I swear! XD

Warnings: NSFWish/collars/dub-con?/it’s complicated when demons wanna bang

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When Will lifted his head, it was immediately shoved back down. His thoughts were foggy, his body was aching, and he was naked. Something soft was covering his eyes. He tried to reach up to push against what was holding him down, but his hand was smacked away.

“Don’t move,” a deep voice warned.

“Wha… what are you doing?” Will demanded. His voice sounded slurred, and he didn’t know why.

“Seeing if you’re worth what they’re asking,” was the flat reply.

A hand, Will realized, was twisting into his hair and forcing him to turn his face this way and that.

“So far, I’m undecided.”

“Huh…?” Will didn’t understand what was happening. The last thing he remembered was leaving the club, but he wasn’t sure if he’d left alone.

He knew he had been drinking, but he didn’t think he’d had enough to completely black out.

Definitely not enough to feel like this.

He could feel the stranger’s leather gloved hands moving down his body, his lean stomach, his long legs. He tried to pull away, but he didn’t have the strength. He squirmed when the stranger palmed his ass and rolled him over.

“What… what are you doing?” Will gasped as the stranger spread his cheeks. His face was hot, and he groaned when a single gloved finger slid down over his hole.

“Inspecting my potential purchase,” the stranger said. “I think I’m almost ready to make my decision.”

“Decision?”

“On whether or not I’m going to buy you.”

“I’m not-“ Will’s words were silenced by a gloved hand, and he was dragged up to his feet. He had to lean forward, catching himself on a massive broad chest and thick, strong arms.

The stranger was wearing a suit and tie, but Will couldn’t detect much else. The hand on his mouth hadn’t moved, but the other had pressed itself into the small of his back.

“If you were about to say you’re not property or that you’re not for sale, you’re wrong,” the stranger said. “You became property the second you were taken from whatever gutter they dragged you out of. You’re definitely for sale.”

Will jerked back, struggling to protest, “No! Wait… you can’t just buy me!”

“As a matter of fact, I can,” the stranger replied. “I own this club, this city, this entire state, and I have dominion over all the souls in it.”

“Souls…?” Will stiffened.

“Consider yourself most fortunate that I’m only interested in purchasing your body.”

Will reached up to snatch off his blindfold, and the stranger didn’t stop him. He gasped sharply, trembling as he stared down the giant monster in front of him:

Dark red skin, black lips, yellow eyes, and horns…

There were two giant horns were bursting out of the stranger’s forehead and curling back around his ears.

“Don’t worry,” the stranger teased. “Souls are too much paperwork.”

“I’m dreaming,” Will said weakly. “This has to be a dream. This isn’t real… this can’t be…”

“I assure you that it’s very real,” the stranger said, his bright eyes burning into Will’s.

“No,” Will whispered in horror. He tried to pull away again, but the stranger’s hand twisted into his hair and held him in place. He gritted his teeth together as he hissed, “Fuck you!”

The stranger laughed and gave Will a glimpse of his ferocious teeth. His cradled Will’s face in his gloved hands, looking him over once more as if he couldn’t make up his mind.

“If he’s not to your liking, my liege, I have many more that I can show you,” a new voice said.

Will turned his head to see another monster behind him, but this one was much smaller and scrawnier than the beast currently holding him.

“I’m still thinking,” the stranger replied sharply. “Do not rush me.”

“I’m only trying to help you make a purchase worthy of a demon in your position, my liege.”

*A demon…*

These monsters were demons.

Will didn’t know what to do.

He was caught between screaming and laughing hysterically when he realized there were no doors or windows that he could see. He was trapped in this dark room with actual demons and had no clear way of escaping.

He kept trying to wake himself up, but it was becoming more and more clear that this was very real. He could barely stand up, he felt sick to his stomach, and he realized that he might be about to die.

Fuck it.

He spat right in the demon’s face.

“My liege! I’m so sorry!” the smaller demon cried. “I will have this one put down at once for his rudeness! You have my sincerest apologies, I swear that I have others that are much more well behaved-!”

“I’ll take him,” the stranger said abruptly, calmly wiping the saliva off his face. He inspected his gloved finger before popping it into his mouth with a greedy hum.

“Oh! Uh, yes, of course. Yes, sir.” The small demon fidgeted. “Would you like us to deliver him for you, Mr. Heiss?”

“Please.” Mr. Heiss pursed his thick lips. “Is gift wrap available?”

“Of course, sir.”

“No,” Will argued, pushing his hands against Mr. Heiss’ chest. “No, I’m not gonna be fucking gift wrapped-!”

The dark room was gone and the demons along with it, Will now finding himself stretched out on a plush velvet chaise in front of a crackling fireplace.

He tried to get up, and the room around him spun. He saw a large desk and a throne like chair behind it, fiery sconces all along the walls, and fancy rugs. Something caught his neck, and he had to sit back down.

Probably for the best since he felt like he was about to fall right over.

Reaching up, he found a thick collar buckled around his neck. There was a shimmering chain attached to it, binding him to a steel hook in the floor. Even if he could stand up, there wasn’t enough slack to go very far.

He was still naked, but there was a long piece of fabric hanging over the back of the chaise. He grabbed it to put over himself for some decency, trying to focus through the persistent vertigo.

After a few minutes, it seemed to pass, and he stood up to take another look around. The collar kept him close to the chaise, but he stepped as far away as he could to see if he could find a way out.

The walls were solid all around him, and there were no windows again.

What the fuck was this?

Will sat back down on the chaise, defeated and angry.

“You look beautiful,” Mr. Heiss’ voice said, preceding his sudden appearance. There was no smoke, no whoosh – one moment he wasn’t there, and then he was.

“Let me go,” Will demanded, up on his feet and glaring furiously at the demon. “I want out of here! This is bullshit! You can’t just buy me!”

“Yes, I can,” Mr. Heiss said with a smirk. ”You’re mine until I see fit to get another pet.”

“A pet?” Will scoffed, yanking at the collar around his neck. “Is that what this is? Some crazy fantasy of yours or something?”

“It is my reality,” Mr. Heiss said. “It’s yours now, too. You will entertain me with your physical company as I see fit. When I’m bored of you, I will retire you.”

“Retire me…?” Will didn’t like the sound of that.

“I will release you,” Mr. Heiss clarified. “I provide all my pets with a generous severance package, though the extent of my generosity depends on how well you were able to please me.”

“So, what? I’m your pet for a little while and then you’ll… you’ll let me go?” Will asked hesitantly, his eyes moving over the demon’s massive body as he advanced.

“If you please me,” Mr. Heiss reminded, slowly taking off his gloves to reveal long clawed fingers. He touched Will’s cheek, and he smiled. “You have such a delightful fire in you. Such passion… that’s why you were at that club when they found you, hmm? Looking for someone to burn?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Will replied, holding his head high and doing his best not to flinch.

“Oh, but I think you do,” Mr. Heiss purred, his voice low and rumbling. “I know a sinner when I see one… tell me, Will, how many men have you killed?”

Will narrowed his eyes.

“Well?”

“Not enough.”

Sexy Saturday 09/19/2020

Happy Sexy Saturday, kits and kittens! Holy crap – what a week. Real life hasn’t been very kind, and that stupid ban was huge pain in the booty, but I promise to behave and never leave again! You know, until I post more nipples or whatever it is that ticks off FB. Meh. Anyway!

It’s been a hell of a first year, and I’m so grateful for everything I’ve accomplished. From starting out in Hello Kitty notebooks and fan fiction to kicking butt on Amazon’s top 100 and getting sexy editorial reviews – WHEW! It’s been a crazy ride. Thank you to everyone who’s supported me. I couldn’t have done it without you. <333

Now! Book updates – Tentacles #2 has been submitted and is awaiting acceptance from my publisher. I’m also waiting for the CHC Collection’s release date, and I will let you know as soon as I have it! Editing is going well on my Undertaker story, and hopefully that will be on its way to the publisher soon!

In the meantime… thinking about writing a different kind of gangster, and well, this little random bit of writing happened. Enjoy!

Warnings: NSFW-ish?/dubcon/groping/kidnapping

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When Will lifted his head, it was immediately shoved back down. His thoughts were foggy, his body was aching, and he was naked. Something soft was covering his eyes. He tried to reach up to push against what was holding him down, but his hand was smacked away.

“Don’t move,” a deep voice warned.

“Wha… what are you doing?” Will demanded. His voice sounded slurred, and he didn’t know why.

“Seeing if you’re worth what they’re asking,” was the flat reply.

A hand, Will realized, was twisting into his hair and forcing him to turn his face this way and that.

“So far, I’m undecided.”

“Huh…?” Will didn’t understand what was happening. The last thing he remembered was leaving the club, but he wasn’t sure if he’d left alone.

He knew he had been drinking, but he didn’t think he’d had enough to completely black out.

Definitely not enough to feel like this.

He could feel the stranger’s leather gloved hands moving down his body, his lean stomach, his long legs. He tried to pull away, but he didn’t have the strength. He squirmed when the stranger palmed his ass and rolled him over.

“What… what are you doing?” Will gasped as the stranger spread his cheeks. His face was hot, and he groaned when a single gloved finger slid down over his hole.

“Inspecting my potential purchase,” the stranger said. “I think I’m almost ready to make my decision.”

“Decision?”

“On whether or not I’m going to buy you.”

“I’m not-“ Will’s words were silenced by a gloved hand, and he was dragged up to his feet. He had to lean forward, catching himself on a broad chest and strong arms.

The stranger was wearing a suit and tie, but Will couldn’t detect much else. The hand on his mouth hadn’t moved, but the other had pressed itself into the small of his back.

“If you were about to say you’re not property or that you’re not for sale, you’re wrong,” the stranger said. “You became property the second you were taken from whatever gutter they dragged you out of. You’re definitely for sale.”

Will jerked, struggling to protest, “No! Wait… you can’t just buy me!”

“As a matter of fact, I can,” the stranger replied. “I own this club, this city, this entire state, and all the souls in it.”

“Souls…?” Will stiffened.

“Consider yourself most fortunate that I’m only interested in purchasing your body.”

Will reached up to snatch off his blindfold, and the stranger didn’t stop him. He gasped sharply, trembling as he stared down the monster in front of him:

Dark red skin, black lips, yellow eyes, and horns… Two giant horns were bursting out of the stranger’s forehead and curling back around his ears.

“Oh, my God…”

“Don’t worry,” the stranger teased. “Souls are too much paperwork.”