“Fuck,” I groaned, pushing my fingers through his dark hair as his tongue massaged my clit. He ate me out like a hungry beast until I was coming on his face. Then Puca slid back up my body, biting my lip before his tongue pressed into my mouth, tasting like sex.

Suddenly, a screeching roar of an engine and screaming horse filtered in from the garage entrance. The sound was far off but still made me smile. It was a noise that now haunted the streets of Neo Atlantis indefinitely, eliciting fear in humans and supernaturals alike.

“I’m going to go for a ride,” I mumbled to Puca as he kissed a line up my neck.

“Have fun,” he said with one last kiss before he went back inside. My new bike shone under the lights of the parking garage. I slid my hand into my coat pocket and pressed the ignition start. The sleek, sports bike purred to life. Neon pink and green lights flickered on around the wheels. I pet the handle before swinging my leg over the top and taking off.

I sped through the streets, unsure where I was going but finding my way regardless.

My bike darted forward, catching up to Dullahan. He smiled when he saw who it was. I revved, jumping ahead and I heard the spirit of his bike screech in excitement.

We were off, racing to the edges of the Strip and beyond. We darted through the heavy traffic, causing cars to honk and swerve. I lifted my hands from the bars and held them out wide as I looked up at the sky.

“Hands on the fucking bars,” Dullahan yelled in annoyance beside me. I gave him a cheeky wink but settled my hands back down. We looped around and raced back to Plutus, stumbling into the elevator.

We couldn’t wait to get to the penthouse though—we were all over each other. He lifted me up and my legs wrapped around his body, grinding against his abs as he kissed me stupid. His tongue commanded mine, dominated it into submission. I moaned against him, rubbing my body harder against his. His large, hands grabbed my ass in rough handfuls.

The door dinged open.

“The Council sent a letter,” Puca said, standing at the open entrance. Dullahan and I pulled apart, trying to put our heads on right. We hadn’t heard a thing from the Council after their failed attempt to destroy an entire fucking island to get rid of us. Through the grapevine, we’d heard they had been happy enough for the opportunity to destroy Neo Atlantis. Apparently, the entire island was a risk. Supernaturals were too out in the open and always misbehaving. It made a bad name for upstanding supernaturals like them.

Dullahan dropped me back on the ground and I snatched the unopened letter from Puca while stomping into the penthouse. Lorcan was already up here too, sitting on the couch with his arms and legs spread out. I wondered what these two had been up to before we got back.