I Ordered A Puppy Got Two Incubi Instead Chapter 07

I Ordered A Puppy Got Two Incubi Instead Chapter 07

After spending an entire night satisfying two starving incubi, 

I’d been completely wrecked for two straight days. I could barely get out of bed. 

Thank God it was the weekend. 

Turns out handling two incubi at once was absolutely not 

sustainable, especially when both of them had insane stamina 

and had apparently been deprived for way too long. 

So I finally laid down some rules. 

“Adrian gets Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Xavier gets Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays.” 

I pointed at both of them from where I lay sprawled across the 

couch. 

“And Sundays are my day off. Non–negotiable.” 

Adrian nodded immediately. 

Xavier clicked his tongue, clearly dissatisfied. 

A few minutes later, he quietly slid onto the couch beside me like he was trying to negotiate a hostage situation. 

“Fine,” he muttered. “But only if you promise you’re not going shopping for other incubi again.” 

I stared at him in disbelief. 

This brat seriously thought he was in a position to bargain 

with me? 

Completely drained, I melted deeper into the couch cushions while Adrian massaged my sore shoulders and thighs with 

practiced care. 

“When exactly did I ever go looking for other incubi?” 

Did I seriously look like the kind of person who cheated on her supernatural pets? 

Xavier folded his arms. 

“After I lost my temper last time, Adrian saw you browsing 

other incubus listings online.” 

That made me freeze. 

Oh. 

So that was why Adrian had suddenly gotten all quiet and depressed the other day. 

“You idiots,” I groaned. “I wasn’t shopping for replacements. I was trying to find a user manual.” 

Both of them went silent. 

I continued, “Your personality is a nightmare, Xavier. I figured there had to be some kind of instruction guide explaining how to handle you without starting World War III every other day,” 

“The original store had already taken the listing down, so I checked other shops to see if anyone still sold the manual.” 

At that, Adrian and Xavier exchanged a long glance. 

Both of them looked visibly guilty for entirely different 

reasons. 

Unfortunately for them, I was face–down on the couch and missed the whole thing. 

Xavier rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly before shoving 

Adrian aside. 

“I’ll do it.” 

He took over the massage, clearly trying to change the subject. 

“As long as Master keeps us fed, everything else is 

negotiable.” 

His attitude had improved dramatically ever since he realized 

starvation was a very real possibility. 

Back in the beginning, he’d acted like feeding from a human was humiliating. He hated the idea of being bought and owned. 

Now? 

The second he’d gotten a taste of how good it felt, he’d 

become impossible to control. 

Still, to Xavier’s credit, he definitely understood the difference between pleasure and suffering now.