Excerpt 1 with context preface:
All the creatures in the story are constantly getting up in Damien’s grill! No boundaries! It drives him nuts. Here’s the best, and funniest example.

Pet crinkled her nose. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You were touching me while I slept!”

“Nope. I was in your closet playing with your underwear. They needed more holes.” She popped something in her mouth and chewed.

She was eating his boxers? “If it was not you, then who?” he growled.
Pet swiveled toward the foot of the bed. Her little eyes went wide, and then she spit out whatever she’d been eating. “Oh, Sky. That’s pretty dirty.” She snickered. “You’ll have to teach me that.”

Damien looked in the same direction. Nothing there. “Are you…are you speaking to Sky?” he asked Pet.

Pet nodded. “She said she just watched you jerk yourself off in your sleep. She thought it was hot.”

“Get. The. Fuck. Out. Both of you!” he yelled.
Pet shrugged. “Want me to leave Gorgonzolina?”

“Gorgon-what?”

“The demon you rescued.” Pet pointed to a lump under the covers at the bottom of his bed.
What the hell? Rule number one about love-sucking demons: don’t ever let them sleep in your bed.

Excerpt 2
“I don’t want to talk about it.” The fairy turned away and looked out the window.

He cocked a brow. “Did something frighten you? You mentioned before in the bathroom that you did not want to be taken back.”

She clamped her little red lips shut and crossed her sparkly pale arms, refusing to look at him.

“If you tell me what is going on, perhaps I can help.” A lie. He did not care what happened to her. He cared for no one. It was for their own good, of course.

She sighed with an odd little peep at the end and looked at him. “I was in her purse when I thought I heard him.”

Damien frowned. “Him who?”

“One of the Brown brothers.”

The Brown brothers were the men who owned the exotic salsa company in San Diego. “One of the brothers was there at the mall that day?”

“Yes. No. Maybe? Oh! You have nice lips. Very pouty. Can I play in your mouth?”

“No.”

“How about a taint massage?” She wiggled her little finger at him in a scratching motion.

Gods help me. Sex fairies were known to be easily distracted and wildly horny, but this one seemed a bit much. He needed to get the info and send her on her way. “You are not getting anywhere near my taint. Now tell me why you attacked—”

“I meant my taint.”