He knew it was cowardly to sneak out while the demon slept, but he couldn't stand the thought of Santos waking and telling him to leave. If his ass hadn't clenched almost painfully when he'd pulled on his cargo shorts, not to mention the pleasant aches in all the right places, he'd have been sure this whole experience was a fantastic dream. Never had he been fucked so well and so thoroughly, but that was probably because it was with his mate, right? That's the way it was supposed to be, wasn't it? After their discussion about The Dispersal and the amazing sex, they'd slept for several hours. Then Santos had made him a delicious dinner of steak, rice, and asparagus. He'd thought it odd fair for a demon, and his curiosity had gotten the better of him, making him question it. Santos had explained that demons technically lived off the emotional energy of humans, which is why most found jobs in public places, they still required nutrients from food as well, just not nearly as much as most creatures.
