"Hey you get your fantasy, let me have mine. If you don't want the overalls, a nun's habit will do." He laughed and fell back onto the bed. "Little Red's? Not likely. I kind of fucked the bouncer a few times." A dreamy look came across his face as he cuddled with her pillow. "Hell, she does anything. And she gets really--" he stopped mid-sentence and glanced at her. "You probably don't want to hear the details." The little wolf had an inane ability to bring out his demon. Immediately. The promise of blood, violence, and kinky sex all rolled into one. If he didn't want the demon roaring out as they entered that place, it'd be best not to take Leighton there.
She had kicked him out of the Club one night when he'd gotten in a bar fight. Violence made him horny and apparently it did for her, too. "What do people do? I've never been a person before."