Kaden gave off a fake frown when Deiru declined. Of course he wouldn’t come over and please him, it wasn’t like him, and Kaden liked that. With a low chuckle, the older demon watched as Deiru smacked his ass, growling lowly and watching as he left after saying that.
What a damn tease. Even if he was weak, and yes maybe an orgasm would make it worse, it wasn’t as though Kaden cared. Staying in his bed for hours was boring enough, and having nothing to fulfill his lust was torturous.
With a deep, annoyed breath, Kaden grabbed his cock almost painfully tight and tugged it a few times, stopping every so often as he thought. Would he be strong enough to go into the other room and make Deiru bend over to his will? Kaden sighed, doubting it but at the same time he could try. The whole maid thing could be put off until tonight, or tomorrow, at least until he was stronger. Right now though, Kaden didn’t want anything more than to be pleased in any way he could get.
Getting to the edge of the bed, Kaden slowly stood up and rolled his shoulders, glancing at his bedroom door and thinking a bit more before deciding if he could even try going after Deiru in this state or not.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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