Dinner left me feeling thoroughly satisfied, stretching back against the chair I watched the guests as they ate their varying meals. Full blood vampires that only drank blood, turned vampires that should have blood but had the option to eat as the others did. And then there was the rest of us, we were offered a sumptuous three-course meal.

Sarah's naughty hand found my leg again. It was almost like she was a bigger deviant than I was. I nearly fell off my chair when she stroked her finger against me.

She stretched back with a sated sigh, grinning as she rubbed her belly.

"That was a great meal, wasn't it?"

Her hand moved higher as she smiled at me.

"It sure was."

I leaned to her ear as my arm laid over the back of her chair. The movement allowed her to have greater access, the naughty creature was now toying with me.

"Going to drop your spoon by any chance?"

Her eyelashes fluttered with a cheeky smile as she shook her head.

"I am rather in need of the restroom if you don't mind."

"Not at all my love. Do you know the way?"

"I don't, will I become lost?"

I grinned at her with a nod. "I think that you will. Allow me to show you the way."

Retracting her hand, Sarah put the napkin on the table.

"Going somewhere?" Elias asked with a wolfish grin.

"I do believe it is none of your business." I returned, trying to keep my anger in check.

Soon I'll be thumping my fists on my bare chest and dragging her off to the nearest cave. It was getting more and more difficult when it came to things involving Sarah, like some kind of need to protect her from the wolves. Well, this wolf at least.

"Uh-huh. If you get bored Sarah, you know where to find me."

Sarah looked at him as she pushed her chair in, a wicked glint in her eye.

"I don't know." she hummed. "I've heard that those who are full of such bravado are rather lacking where it counts."

Augustus started laughing, I couldn't help but smile at my cheeky Sarah.

"I am sorry Elias I'd rather not be let down after having Anton, you know worms and snakes, all that kind of nonsense."

His mouth hung open for a brief second and then shut, offering his usual aloof shrug.

"Alright, if you'd rather have your worm then so be it."

Sarah moved closer to Elias, leaning on the back of his chair to whisper in his ear. Then she stood with a smug look on her face, took my hand and walked us away from the table.

"What did you say?" I asked as I looked back at Elias.

He wasn't impressed.

Sarah pushed through the door into the entry. Across the small corridor was the other function room where the service was held, in between the two was the doors to the restrooms. There was no chance of her getting lost.

"Sarah, please tell me. I am dying to know."

She leaned on the door as she pushed it open, the smile was mighty.

"I told him that I'd be prepared to get the ruler out and have a measuring contest but if he lost I'd hit it with the ruler. Then I told him that demons and deities have the ability to uh, grow."

"Who told you that?"

"Rowan. She said that she is uh, rather thankful for her new husband and his change of species. Not that he was lacking before apparently but, uh..." Sarah cleared her throat. "Do we need to go any further with this? She told me too much about your kind and his kind, she's happy, he's rockin' his new body."

"Yes, more than enough."

That was seriously too much information, though to be fair I figured it would be like that. It always was. Life for a demon was about things that were taboo a millennium ago, now they seemed rather mundane. Servitude to the devil? People worshiped me or rather, a false image of me. I wasn't a god to be worshiped and doing it would not gain you a single thing. Prayers and chants could not be heard by this man, nor could the blood soaked walls with pentagrams and the so-called 'devil's number' be seen by me.

Lust? Yes, it had been a sin once and by all accounts was still one to this day. But no one cared, more interested in their own gratification than the thought that the deed would send them to me. Not that it would, of course, hell would be rather full if people were sent there for disobeying the deadly sins. There had been a time where such things would earn a path to hell but the world was too populated for it now.

There wasn't much else that consumed a demons life. Servitude to me, lust for their fellow man. I suppose greed weighed heavily as well. They were greedy for all things, mostly to serve their own needs of course.

I followed Sarah into the end stall, locking the door behind us. Thankfully the room was empty, not that I cared. I was lacking the energy to do so, making the guests in the room disinterested in us leaving was a drain on me.

Sarah leaned against the tiled wall, the look of lust exuding from her as her eyes lowered down my body. She stopped short, remaining at the zip of my pants. Her teeth clamped down on her bottom lip with a dirty grin, her eyes darted back up to me.

Heat burned through me, her playfulness was stoking the fire within. I could hear the thunderous beat of her heart as I drew closer, those big blue eyes looked at me with anticipation.

A whimper escaped her, a breathy moan as her eyes shut and her head tilted back. All I'd done was touched the material of her dress on her leg.

Slowly I lifted the material up, letting the hem drag over her bare skin. I watched as her skin became dotted with goose pimples, her chest rising and falling more rapidly.

The main door pushed open and I threw up a shield, protecting us from the view and the sounds of what may happen because I was not going to stop. Sarah was ready for this, she'd been toying with me, teasing me and tempting me.

Pulling the tiny scrap that was purportedly underpants down her legs, I lifted the skirt higher and kissed the tender skin of her inner thigh. Sarah restrained a whimper, knowing that we were not alone.

"It is okay."

Her eyes opened with a frown, looking around.

"They won't hear a thing."

As I took that first kiss she widened her eyes, letting out a heavy groan. Lifting her leg over my shoulder, I continued to pleasure. The rising ecstasy could be seen in her heaving body, her brows pressed together hard as she clutched at the paper dispenser beside her. Scratches gouged into the old and worn plastic, Sarah struggled to not let go.

I would love to do this to her for hours. But time did not permit that. Later in our own quarters, yes that was going to happen. Tomorrow she would go home with one rather large smile on her face and looking rather tired. For now, though, time was of the essence.

"Sarah." I breathed the word against her skin.

Her eyes opened and looked down at me.

"Let go, baby."

She nodded and moaned as I licked her again, continuing until she finally let go.

The other woman that was in the room continued on with doing whatever it was that she was in here for, I wasn't listening. She was gone by the time Sarah peaked for which I was grateful.

I stood to my feet and kissed her hard, she mewled within the kiss and returned with fervor. Fumbling between us, I managed to get everything in order without breaking from her sweet and needy kiss.

Lifting her legs around me, my pants hit the tiled floor. I could only hope it wasn't wet or dirty, it didn't matter but I was lacking in energy from putting the shield up. Having to use my powers to launder pants was something I didn't need to do.

Sarah squeaked her moan as I plunged into her, letting out a heavy sigh of contentment. There was nothing as good as these sounds and they continued, much to my delight.

Ah, tawdry restroom sex. Whoever invented this should be given something as a reward. An island maybe? Their own country? Maybe admit them to the genius club, alongside such illustrious members as the people who invented dining table sex and kitchen counter sex. And let's not forget desk sex, one day real soon I was going to clear out the office and delight my Sarah on my new desk. The old one was gone, too many bad memories of past deeds. Fresh ones would be forged with this gorgeous woman and it would be sooner than the council believed it would.

I was not going to let them win, they would not rule over me or Sarah. No one ruled the devil's world.

No one.