Seducing The Bloodmoon Princess
So, when I was pushed, literally by my friend, into Aidan’s arms, it took great effort not to cause a scene by exploding.
I focused on my annoyance to ignore how good it felt to have Aidan’s hands brushing the small strip of skin between my top and skirt. I reminded myself he was a demon, specifically an incubus. I didn’t need the guild’s database to tell me that. There are only three classifications: Fiends, Pishachi, and Succubus/Incubus. Nothing about Aidan’s mannerisms indicated he could be a flesh-eating Pishachi or the malevolent, manipulative Fiend. Everything about the man screamed Incubus—the sex appeal and how he was able to draw me so close to the club.
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