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Bound in Lust Dawn Montgomery A bite by a demon leaves Elena cursed. When the dark mark of the succubae entwines with her soul, she becomes the enemy, one who drains the élan vital or life force of her victims. Now she is the hunted. And the only place she can find refuge is with a demon. Drake Oblivion, dark demon of lust. For a price, all things are possible, but will a cure be worth the cost of her soul… or heart? For Drake, a millennium of lust is the icing on the cake of demonic life. When the sexy bartender asks for his help, he can’t help but agree. But things aren’t always what they seem. An enemy has created a double-edged sword in the luscious curvy body of the passionate woman. He’ll have to successfully bind her soul to his or die. For once the succubae has you, you are bound in lust to her unto death.
Chapter One They won’t kill me. I know too much. Those thoughts did little to ease her fears, but she knew it wouldn’t matter anyway. Show or die. Easy decision, really. The throb and pulse of Abandon’s dance floor beat a counter rhythm to Elena’s thudding heart. She skirted the fringes of the crowd, trying to weave through the bodies without attracting too much attention. Drawing deep on her reserves and adding energy to reinforce her inner shields, she avoided the lustful onslaught of hormones. Even with the skintight pantsuit she was wearing, it shouldn’t be much of a problem. Most of the dancers wore far less. She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Why the hell did I wear my hair down? Within moments a hand grasped her elbow. She glanced up and gasped at the gorgeous specimen who’d touched her. Eyes dark as onyx reflected the changing flashes of light throughout the club. Thick eyelashes framed them in perfect symmetry, making her fingers itch to sketch them. Sharp cheekbones were accented by shadows, reminding her of a Greek statue. The dark silk of his hair was held in place by a leather thong. Like always. “Angels don’t usually grace me with their presence. To what do I owe this honor?” The deeply masculine voice rumbled across her skin like a caress. Waves of lust stroked her, teased her nipples to aching tips thrusting against the black denim. She shivered against the heavy power in his touch. Demon power. The raw sensual heat of a demon of lust. “I’m no angel.” Her throat was husky with suppressed longing. Desperately, she concentrated on rebuilding the shambles of her empathy shield. His full sensual lips lifted in a half smile. He brought her hand to those fascinating lips and brushed them against her open palm. Little shots of electricity shot
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from her hand to her core, stroking her pussy from within. She bit back a moan at his tender ministration. Control. She had to maintain control. His hungry gaze sizzled her from head to toe. He had a way of making her very aware of every single curve. She cleared her throat. “You have something I need.” “I appreciate your candor, Elena. Would you like to retire to my office?” He gestured toward the upper balcony. She nodded, not trusting her voice to form further coherent words. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew this was life and death, but her libido, at the moment, was in heaven. Don’t forget why you’re here, Elena. There are worse things than death. She flinched in memory of the cloaked man’s words. She pulled her hand from his with an apologetic smile. “Please, after you.” She gestured and did her best to keep from rubbing her hand against her thigh. It still tingled where his lips had touched her. He led her to his executive elevator. Two men, more like tree trunks with arms, blocked the path of any others who would dare enter. From their lack of expressions to the tangy flavor of their cologne, she couldn’t tell them apart. At 5'6" she only came to their shoulders, but even at close range they exuded no emotion. They stepped into the elevator and she couldn’t help but comment. “It’s rare to see twins working as bouncers.” The demon smiled and his eyes glowed. “They owed me a debt.” Elena swallowed and tore her gaze away from his disturbing presence. “Debts are serious things.” Within the confines of the box, the rich scent of his body surrounded her, infiltrated her senses, and teased her with a promise. “Yes, they are.” His voice rumbled with amusement. Drake’s heavy gaze was unnerving. “You should wear your hair down more often, Elena. The chestnut color is striking.” Heat flushed her cheeks at the compliment. To her immense relief, the elevator chimed their arrival.
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He gestured and she left the elevator. Her heels sank into the plush carpet -blood red and a perfect match to her demon host. She peeked at him from beneath her lashes. An elegant profile and lost in thought. For just a moment she wondered what he was thinking. His obsidian eyes flicked to meet her gaze. For several long seconds she held her breath at the intense sexual longing she felt from him. Her pussy clenched in desperate urgency, slicking her panties with her need. Empathy’s curse. She needed a distraction. Ornate doors drew her interest. Wrought iron edging with wooden carvings in the panels. She reached the doors and stared. Women and men writhed in sexual abandon. Each tiny body an embodiment of lust. She fisted her hands to keep from tracing a particularly intricate one. Is that even physically possible? “I assure you it is,” he whispered in her ear. Elena jumped and spun around but the demon stood too far away to whisper in her ear. The doors opened and she stepped through, making a quick escape into his office. “Please be seated, Elena.” He gestured to a leather settee. She sat down with all the grace she could muster. The sinful suede fabric felt divine against her fingertips. “Three years have gone by.” He sat behind his obsidian desk, the man’s domain. A fire burst to life in his fireplace. Elena gasped and stared at the flames in shock. He rested interlocked fingers on the desk and leaned forward. “Why did you choose now to come to me?” Elena licked dry lips and crossed her legs. “I have been given a mission.” “Surely you could call on any number of demon-kin to do your bidding. Thousands of lessers would fall at your four-inch booted heels in a heartbeat. Your mother was well respected.” Elena flinched. The pain of her mother’s death clawed at her heart. “They can’t help me with this, Drake.”
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He raised an arrogant eyebrow. “I was unaware you knew my name.” He shifted in his seat, apparently uncomfortable. Elena smiled in feminine satisfaction. It took years of research, but she’d found the name of her sexual tormentor. “Drake Oblivion, demon of lust. You are the only one who can help me.” “You are a surprise,” he mused. He tapped one elegant finger against the table. “I take it you’re not looking for a job as a bartender. What predicament have you found yourself in, sweetness, that you call on a demon of lust to quench your needs?” Elena shivered. Her nipples tightened to hard buds, chafing against the denim of her bodysuit. She gasped and tried to pull up her protective shield. The mental walls refused to slam shut against Drake’s onslaught. She closed her eyes and unzipped her denim bodysuit. Drake’s appreciative groan made her knees weak. Her ragged breathing and the pop of the fireplace filled the empty room. The mark of the damned burned over her heart like ice, chilling her soul and calming her desire. It craved the heat of the fireplace and the soul of any man who dared touch her. Elena opened her eyes and caught a twitch of dark lust before the demon wiped all expression from his face. The flames danced in delightful abandon across his features, giving him a sinister look. “I won’t ask how that mark came to rest on your mocha skin. For now. I assume you want it removed.” At Elena’s jerky nod he smiled. “What do you offer me as a boon?” His obsidian irises danced with the reflected flames from the fireplace. He stood and poured himself a brandy from the liquor tray at the end of his table. The elegant crystal reflected a rainbow of color. Elena pulled the zipper shut. “The usual.” Elena tilted her head and let her lips curve into a small smile. The chill of the mark lessened. “Money, power, influence, loyalty.”
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“Loyalty.” He swirled the brandy in his snifter, staring into the depths of the liquid as though it could divine the future. For all she knew it could. “Do you know what you offer me, Elena?” His stare shifted to include her. Elena took a shallow breath. What had she done to garner that type of interest? She could still feel the heat of his touch on her arm. The brand of his lips against her palm. He set the snifter on the slick ebony surface of his desk. Would water rings clean off the desk, or would he just replace it if it got too dirty? Like he tossed everything he touched. Bitterness built in her heart. He snapped his fingers and a playing card appeared between his fingers. A flick of his wrist and he had it in a steady grip. “Do you know what this is?” The door locked behind her. She didn’t have to turn around to know that there was no one there. “No.” Something very important just happened. Her heart thudded painfully in her chest. “This is the answer to your prayers.” Elena winced at the reference. What did she expect? She’d asked for his help. A demon. “How is a card the answer to my prayers?” “First we discuss the binding of your contract.” He tapped the card against the desktop. With nonchalance he leaned his thigh against the edge. Gods above, those slacks were a gorgeous cut. “I’m not sure I understand your meaning behind the word binding.” “I mean, sweet Elena, you.” His voice dripped sex. “Tied to my bed.” The softly whispered words seduced her. Her pussy clenched in expectation, hungry for the sensations he promised. She licked suddenly dry lips. “My dick buried so deep inside of you, every throb of my body will sing with yours.” The raw need in his expression took her breath away. An edge of lust clipped his words and promised dark passion.
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She closed her eyes against the expectation in his gaze. This wasn’t what she needed. Her mind raced and a part of her wanted to leave. She uncrossed her legs and tucked them close against the chair. Could she take a demon’s soul? “You know what the mark means, Drake.” She heard him cross the room and kneel beside her chair. Her eyes opened, her gaze drawn to the object of her lust. The cut of his slacks stretched taut across his cock, leaving nothing to the imagination. She swallowed and felt her pussy grow damp with excitement. He ignored her comment. “Would you like that?” He touched a chestnut curl that had fallen from behind her ear and twirled it around his finger in slow taunting motions. Elena licked her lips and breathed slowly, careful to not inhale his enticing scent. His knuckles brushed the sensitive skin of her cheekbones. She leaned into the caress and wanted to let him have his way with her. “What do you want with me?” “I’ve watched you for a very long time, Elena.” “Why?” His eyes flickered in an emotion she couldn’t identify. “I need you as much as you need me.” “I don’t need anyone.” His smile was devastating. She remembered to breathe. “You can’t lie to me, sweet. I can see into the depths of your soul.” Elena clutched on that one word. Soul. “I don’t need your death on my soul, Drake.” He chuckled. “Demons don’t have souls, or haven’t you heard?” Elena shook her head. “The mark won’t leave with sex. I’ve already tried.” She held her tears in check. His dark eyes missed nothing. “Tell me what happened.” His voice held no emotion but for once, she just wanted to let go.
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A snifter of brandy was placed in her hand and she sipped the liquid. The fire of the liquor made her choke on the words, but they came out, haltingly. “Three nights ago I was attacked. I had just closed the bar at Chico’s.” She glanced at him. “You know the one, newly opened.” “Yes.” He waved his hand in dismissal. “Anyway.” She took another sip and closed her eyes. “The sun had already started rising. I remembered thinking about stopping to get a bagel or something before heading home to bed.” He brushed a stray lock of hair off her cheek and waited. “A shriek scared the hell out of me.” She gulped another mouthful of her drink and choked on the strong liquor. “Two guys were being assaulted by something that looked like a demon.” She spat the word. “Yes, demons are despicable, aren’t they?” Elena winced at his wry tone of voice. “I didn’t mean it that way. It reminded me of old pictures of harpies my grandmother used to have.” Drake raised an eyebrow. “You were attacked.” He continued to stare at her. “I pulled out my cell to make the 911 call and it was on me. Before I could scream it bit me.” She touched the mark through her suit. “That night I was sent into my own hell. It left me there, bleeding. Somehow I stumbled to my car and drove home.” “What happened next?” He tucked a finger under her chin and lifted it so she’d maintain eye contact. The light caress of his finger against her throat soothed her. “I slept for fourteen hours, trapped in dreams filled with sex and heat. The lust is unbearable.” She closed her eyes. “I didn’t mean to let it loose, but I couldn’t stay in my apartment. So I headed back to Chico’s. Bryan, my ex, was working at the bar when I walked in.” She took another sip. “He was so fucking hot and suddenly I didn’t give a shit who he was with, why he’d cheated on me, nothing.” Lust swirled low in her belly, a ghost of the lust claiming him had brought. She shifted her legs to ease the sweet ache of her pussy. “What happened then, Elena?”
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She met the demon’s gaze. “I fucked him at his place until we both passed out. He couldn’t keep his hands off me. We almost didn’t make it home.” She felt her lips lift in a dark smile. “I reveled in his lust for me, rode it like a current until we were both spent.” She downed the rest of the liquor and gasped at the liquid fire. Her stomach roiled in retribution but she needed something to anchor her lustful body to the Earth. “When I woke up, he was a shell. A living, breathing, emotionless shell. I’d taken everything, every bit of emotion and drained him dry.”
Chapter Two She waited for him to throw her away in disgust. Drake had never taken a soul in lust before. The demon-fey knew it. Vampires, faerie, they knew Drake’s reputation. He bargained for souls. He didn’t steal them. “I’m curious.” Drake took the brandy glass and poured another splash before handing it back. “Why do you think you took his soul?” She jerked in surprise. “I was hunted.” Drake’s expression hardened. “Hunted?” “The moment I left my ex’s apartment I was attacked.” “By whom?” “I don’t know.” “With your wealth of knowledge, Elena? I think not.” She avoided the statement. “They told me to come to you.” She held the snifter between chilled hands. “They told me I’d consumed his soul. You’d have the cure, they said, for my unnatural cravings.” He chuckled and took the glass from her fingers. “I do.” He placed the card on the table, face down. The snifter went on top of it. “What does a playing card have to do with it?” “Elena, why are you here?” His dark eyes held no emotion, but she could feel his gaze touch her stained soul. “I’m here. Does it matter why?” “Yes, it does.” “A bargain is a bargain, Drake. Why does it matter how I got here?” “It matters to me.” His smile would tempt a saint. “Loopholes, you understand of course.”
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“Of course.” She cleared her throat and tried to ignore the heat swirling low in her stomach. “Why are you here?” His voice held an edge of something dark. The mark over her heart sizzled awake. She gasped. Her pussy tingled and the heat coming from between her thighs flooded the rest of her body in a warm flush. Her gums itched and saliva flooded her mouth. His neck looked so tempting. So delicious. “I’ve wanted you for a long time, demon or not.” Her voice was breathless, heated. Long fingernails dug into the arms of his chair, marring the surface and tearing into it like it was paper. Her breasts swelled under his dark gaze and she wanted nothing more than to sink her teeth in his neck. His eyes narrowed in speculation. “How long have you craved to bite me?” She shrugged a shoulder, too hot to be embarrassed. “Today. Do you have to read my mind?” He held out a hand to her. This is it. My last chance to escape. Her body twitched in rebellion. Escape into what? Death by religious extremists? At least he’ll make your death incredible. “Are you so sure I’d kill you?” “I don’t think I’ll survive this burn much longer.” She placed her hand in his. A jolt of dark lust shot to her core, ripping a moan from her lips. She closed her eyes against the sensual images flooding her mind. His lust pounded against her and the mark over her heart absorbed it, craved it. “Elena.” He dropped her hand and shook her. “Please, Drake.” She held herself rigid, afraid she’d throw herself into his arms. “Give me a moment to get myself under control.” “Do you understand what is happening to you?” His voice held an edge of desperation. Elena shivered. “What does this mark mean, dammit?” “It means you’ve been touched by the succubae. Demoness of lust.”
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Elena squeezed her eyes shut in horror. The succubae? A demon who could drain a man through sex, a predator, evil. She opened her eyes and put every ounce of desperation in her expression. “Can you cure me, Drake?” Drake’s grip on her arms loosened. His thumbs brushed against her breasts. They swelled under his touch. Her already sensitive nipples peaked against the rough denim of her suit. She gasped but couldn’t stop staring into his amazing eyes. They swirled in blacks and purples, like a pool of midnight. An expression of uncertainty touched his gorgeous face before he took her lips in a sizzling kiss. Elena whimpered at the first touch of his tongue to hers. She gripped his forearms and held on for dear life. His tongue dueled with hers. She could taste the raw power of his lust and the heat behind the soul. The demon mark over her breast sizzled with energy, making her desperate to have him. He nibbled lightly on her lips. “Hold tight, Elena.” She had a moment to gasp before her world blurred. In no time they were in a room surrounded by decadent luxury. From the velvet settee to the king size wrought iron canopy bed, she had no doubt whose room this was. The raw scent of sex and lust flooded her nostrils and she went crazy. Elena clawed at his arms, desperate to have him. He chuckled and twisted her arms behind her, arching her chest against him. The hard ridge of his cock pressed against her, filling her with dark, savage need. “You have two choices, sweet one.” He nuzzled her throat, murmuring against her sensitive skin. “You can let me fuck that delectable pussy of yours.” He growled against her. “I can smell the lust coming off your skin.” His cock twitched against her and she moaned. “Or I can take you back and give you to the bastards who want to kill me.” Elena fought out of the fog of lust and gasped. “What?” Drake placed a hand against her hip, nestling her pussy against his cock. “You were sent to kill me, Elena.”
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Each word dropped like a lead weight in her gut. “No.” She fought against him, struggling to escape. “I would never kill you.” “I know.” His lips caressed the line of her chin. Elena moaned. “You’re making it hard to think.” He chuckled. “I’ll make it easy for you. Do you want to live or do you want to die?” “Live.” “Done.” In a whirlwind he had her pinned to the bed in silken bonds. The ropes slithered around her wrists like snakes. She gasped. “What the fuck?” “You’re mine now. Bound to me in contract.” His lips took hers in a brief kiss. She snapped at him, wanting to bite and make it hurt for trapping her. His chuckle smacked her pride. Elena jerked her arms against the restraints -gazing at the knots. Intricate, impossible to untie. “You’re mine, Elena. Body and soul.” His smile was full of carnal heat. Lust beat against her psychic walls, threatening to overwhelm her. Slick heat soaked her panties. She could smell her own desire like a heady perfume. Elena shook her head against it, fighting her body’s betrayal. She’d love to show him bonds, around that arrogant throat of his. “Tut tut, sweetness. The poison dripping from your thoughts is enough to grate.” His nimble fingers undid the sleeves of his shirt, rolling them to his elbows. Elena was entranced. All that sweet skin to taste. She shivered at the thought of being at his mercy. Sanity returned at that thought and she shook off her deviant fantasies. “I didn’t sign a contract.” She licked dry lips, fighting against the wave of lust her body sent his way. He’d sense it. He couldn’t help it. “What, in blood?” His amusement at her expense enraged her. “Isn’t that how it’s done? Demon law. By blood.”
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He slipped each pearl button free of its hold, drawing her attention to his well muscled chest. “You know so much, angel, yet so little.” His lips lifted in an enigmatic smile. A soft down of black curls flowed from his chest in a slim trail that disappeared under the waistband of his slacks. She ached to slip her fingers through the soft thatch of fur. Drake moaned and gave her a heart-stopping smile. Her lips parted in hunger at the size of him bulging against its restraint. The burn in her stomach roiled in need and the bite over her heart shot icy tendrils throughout her chest, making her gasp in pain. Her head screamed in agony and she could hear her own cries echo in the room. The rage of power was like nothing she’d ever known. Her eyes hurt, the light too much to take in. She arched against the bed and he was at her side, soothing her with gentle caresses. “Stop fighting, Elena, or it will kill you. Kill us both!” He grasped her chin and forced her to look at him. A string of curses fell from his lips and he shucked his shirt and pants in a rush. Tears filled her burning eyes. “What’s happening to me?” His fingers elongated into wicked claws. “Don’t move.” Elena held her breath in terror. Three swipes of his hand and the chill of his room touched her bare skin. She was naked. Her chest tightened painfully and she squeezed her eyes shut against it. White lights exploded behind the lids. “Listen to me!” Drake shook her and her eyes snapped open; she could see his face contorted with anguish. “Please, Elena. Find that backbone of yours I love so much.” Elena closed her eyes, held onto his voice, and fought against the fury of pain in her body. She gritted her teeth until it became tolerable. Her body shook with the effort and she opened her eyes. “I don’t have time to make this sweet.” His lips crushed against hers in dark need.
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His lust flooded her senses like a drug, pushing away the pain of the other. She gasped against his lips and his tongue thrust into the depths, stroking hers with furious abandon. Moans were lost in his incredible kisses. Why the hell did she wait so long? Good question. His voice rumbled in her head, stroking her thoughts like a concerned lover. She gasped. His hands caressed her shoulders, drawing the heat of her lust to the tips of his fingertips. Every thought focused on the art of his touch. Her hands ached to touch him in return but they could only grip the silk of her ties. “I’ve wanted you for so long, Elena.” He raked his fingers lightly down her side, driving her to the brink with wicked delight. “You were unobtainable.” Elena ignored the part of her mind that worried over his words. The demon mark over her heart slipped icy tendrils of ghostly pain through her chest. “No!” He sucked a tight nipple into his mouth, laving against it with his rough tongue. Pay attention to my need. Lust lifted her, storming the last of her defenses and washing away the pain of the mark in a tide of pleasure. Pay attention to your need. “I’ll take your tight pussy. Fuck your cunt until you scream my name,” he rasped against her breast. His fingernails scraped against the soft curve of her hip. Elena cried out in pain/pleasure. His fingers slid between them, slipping between the folds of her aching pussy and shoving deep in her channel. She arched, lost in the incredible strokes of his talented fingers. He nuzzled her cheek, inhaling her cries like a fine wine. With his brow covered in sweat and his eyes swirling violet and black, he looked like a god. “You are so gods damned tight, sweet.” He nipped at her lip and she smiled at the playful touch. “Come for me, Elena.” His fingers pounded into her, stretching her and driving her to the edge of orgasm. “I need you to come for me.” Her pussy wept at his words, desperate to please him. She wrinkled her brow in frustration.
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He cursed and muttered something about her making nothing easy. Before she could fight out of the haze of lust his thumb brushed against her clit, ripping a moan out of her throat. She arched her hips against his hard length. His teeth nipped on her lower lip and her pussy clenched in surprised delight. Drake slid his hand in her hair, tugging her head to the side, exposing her throat to his wicked kisses. His teeth bit and nibbled their way down the ridge of muscle. Elena shivered in delight, her breaths coming in ragged gasps. He nibbled along the ridge of her shoulder. She trembled at the sharp raze of his incisors. Her body tightened, on the frustrated edge of an orgasm but the fine hairs on the back of her neck tingled in sudden danger. She gripped the silk in tight fists, trying to shrink away from the danger. He moaned against her fevered skin. “Your fear is delicious.” He opened his mouth. Sharp pain shot down her arm. Her shoulder burned. Fuck, he bit me! His lips sucked on her skin and she screamed. Lust rode her mind. His fingers pounded into her. Her pussy clutched them hungrily, begging for his cock. Her thoughts shattered. Was that her mewling like a cat in heat? Her orgasm refused to spill over. She cried her frustration and bit the tough ridge of his neck, barely keeping her teeth from ripping at the skin. He chuckled against her shoulder and pulled his fingers from her dripping core. Before she could do more than cry out, the broad head of his cock pressed at her entrance. She bucked her hips in desperation and growled against his skin. If he didn’t hurry the fuck up she’d rip his throat out anyway. Her gums itched and she flexed her jaw. Careful, sweet. I’m rather fond of my throat. With that he slammed into her. Ramming home in her slick heat and driving away any thought but the feel of his pale flesh against her dark skin. She moaned and
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rubbed her teeth against his skin, loving the texture and licking away the pain of her earlier bite. He moaned and stroked deep. They both gasped. He changed rhythm, stroking short and shallow. His tongue rasped against the burning mark over her heart and she screamed in sudden heat. She clawed for leverage by wrapping the silk rope around her forearms and tightened her thighs against his torso. She pressed her heels against his ass but he wouldn’t change his rhythm. She arched, desperate to come. He rasped his tongue against the mark again and she writhed under his touch. Words rumbled against her skin from his lips. Her heart constricted painfully and her chest burned like ice. What the fuck is he doing to me? I’m giving you life, Elena. He spoke one final word in his strange tongue. She screamed as white hot light exploded behind her eyes, blinding her. He slammed deep inside and she bucked in confusion. Pleasure and pain meshed into a cresting wave of fury. Her soul screamed in terror and she moaned. Something dark tugged at her spirit, tying it to the earth. His fingers slipped between their bodies and rubbed her clit. She screamed his name as pleasure slammed into her, cascading over her. Her fingers dug into the silk bonds until they lost feeling as her pussy clenched him in waves of ecstasy.
Chapter Three Drake’s cock throbbed within Elena’s tight pussy. No matter how much he wanted to spill his seed into her, he couldn’t. The taste of the mark over her breast confirmed it. The bastards had bound her soul to destroy any who touched her. Not a true succubae, but close enough to trap souls. He’d figure out the purpose later. His breath came in short gasps while he struggled for control. Beneath him she writhed and gasped, capturing his cock and milking it with the spasms of her orgasm. He chuckled and nuzzled her cheek. Even now he could feel the poison of the spell leeching the life essence from his body. She moaned and brushed her lips against his cheek. Surprise gripped him, took his breath. Being cursed with the heart of a man and the lust of a god didn’t muster tenderness from most of his prey. He braced his weight on his elbows so as not to crush her delicate frame. Delicate, hell! He’d pounded into that sweet pussy with enough power to hurt most women and she took it. Every blessed inch. Dark eyelashes fanned against her sweet dark skin and tenderness or no, he waited for the condemnation he’d see in her eyes. Hell, he cursed himself for not taking her before the Brotherhood could mark her. Open your eyes, Elena, please. Her eyes fluttered and he could read the beauty of her soul in their amber depths. No anger. No remorse. The poison of her mark remained within, confined, for the moment, by his bindings. Twice more he’d have to take her or the binding would be incomplete and they’d both die. He flexed his cock within and grinned at the way her body twitched in response, clenching him like a tight fisted glove. Sweat covered her curvy body with a fine sheen.
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“Your cum is like perfume.” He pulled out slowly until the head of his cock teased the entrance to her dripping core. “I can taste you in the air.” He slid deep within and she moaned, arching her hips to meet his. He shortened his thrusts, gritting his teeth against the lure of the mark. Its scent mingled with hers, making him want to lose control. Sweat formed on his brow and his balls tightened. If he came now, she’d die. And for some reason, that thought twisted his gut with rare emotion. He changed his rhythm and focused on driving her to the edge again. Her breaths came in soft gasps and he sucked one pebbled nipple into his mouth, tugging and laving in time to his thrusts. She smiled and he could swear she purred. He mumbled against her skin in the tongue of his brethren, binding her soul to his as he felt her climax rise. He slipped an arm under her leg, bringing it up to his shoulder. The intensity of the new position drove him to the desperate edge. She writhed and cried out but he didn’t dare move. He groaned, laying his heated forehead against the luscious curve of her calf. This one would be worse and he needed to be able to control her movements or they’d both be lost. Of the thousands of women he could have bound himself to, he had to go and pick one who ripped at his control. Stupid. Of course, the decision had been taken out of his hands. He placed a hand over her mark and whispered the final words of the second binding. It flared bright under his palm, burning them both. Elena’s eyes widened and he watched her pupils become pinpoints before the scream left her lips. He touched her mind. She bucked against him, trying to move, and he could feel the heady lust from the mark tearing her apart. Tears streamed down her face and his heart hurt to watch her suffer but he had to wait. Her pussy gripped him and he groaned, thrusting slowly into her heat. She arched under him, her fingernails already hardening under the change. If she accepted him she would be able to tear through the silk. Until then he couldn’t move forward. She squeezed him again, the walls of her pussy like a siren’s call.
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Iron control for centuries and one little human… he refused to move, calling on everything in him in desperation. She screamed in frustration and clawed at the silk bonds, shredding it under her fingernails. She was changing. Her claws dug into his shoulders and he smiled. The copper scent of blood filled his nostrils and hers. He watched the amber of her eyes deepen and he bared his fangs in pride. She was turning fast. Thank the gods. He rotated his hips and she groaned. Within seconds he found a rhythm that careened them both to the edge. The sweet scent of her sex like a drug for him. He absorbed every moment, carved it into his memory. When this was all over, she might never let him touch her again. “Yes!” she cried out, arching against him, accepting his binding. He felt the second binding sear her mark, sending her over the edge in another wave of orgasm. Pleasure pulsed through his body, threatening to send him right behind her. They were both shaking and he knew they couldn’t last much longer. One more, sweet.
*** One more? Incredulous, Elena stared at the man, demon, whatever, with all the shock her exhaustion could give her. This time her mind was clearer but the tug on her mark was burning her from the inside out. Whatever was happening scared the shit out of her and any more great sex could be the death of them both. She winced at the tenderness in her pussy. The lines of blood trailing down his alabaster skin entranced her. Her breath came in soft gasps and she fought the urge to lick and taste the pain she’d caused. Her mouth filled with saliva and she wondered what he’d taste like, his flesh between her teeth. What the fuck? She shoved those thoughts away and stared into the depths of Drake’s eyes. No emotion flickered. No thoughts were betrayed by his perfect, chiseled skin but she
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could taste the edge of his control. Somehow she knew he was close. She growled low in her throat. The rumble surprised her and she stopped. “Was that me?” Her voice trembled, betraying her fear. “Yes.” His jaw clenched and something close to emotion betrayed his response to her lust. She adjusted her hips, bracing against the bed to give her body more leverage, and smiled. “What are you waiting for, then?” His control slipped a notch; she could see it in the twitch of his eyebrow. “Fuck me, Drake.” She squeezed his cock with her inner muscles. They both groaned and she gasped against the heat of lust that blazed within again. He placed his hand over her mark once more and fire roared through her veins. A red haze covered her sight. She wanted to taste his blood, bathe in it, kill him for making her wait. His blood would be bitter and tangy, filling her throat with its sweet nectar. He grabbed her wrists and held her down, slamming his cock into her willing body. She growled again and snapped at him, wanting to kill him and fuck him at the same time. A part of her was appalled at her behavior but what did she care? She ignored the insistent voices and concentrated on making Mr. Oblivion lose his cool.
Chapter Four Fire roared through Drake’s veins. The hellcat beneath him would shred his skin with her fingernails if he didn’t hold her. Her cunt held him like a vise, massaging his dick. His heart slammed against his chest and blood roared through his veins. Her lust fed his like a drug. He pulled out of her tight sheath and groaned with the pain of it. Her teeth raked his throat and he gasped. The sweat dripping off them both slicked their movements, making the glide smoother. He growled at her, baring his fangs. Hers elongated to small razor sharp points. Drake was no fool. The venom dripping from the tips was enough to drive him insane. Her beautiful eyes hazed in passion and by Hell’s Fire, he wanted her to stay that way. Her change was abrupt and brutal. If he didn’t end this now, her body would die of sexual starvation. “Elena, listen to me.” His voice was breathless and rough. Her eyes narrowed to shiny slits and he knew she was gone. With her cheeks flushed dark in her passion and her lips swollen from his savage kisses she was the most beautiful woman he’d seen in centuries. Being bound to one another might be worth it, if she could keep matching his passion. He grinned and her amber eyes sparked in challenge. “Bite me.” He brushed the head of his dick against her warm slit. She bared her teeth and arched her hips, sliding his head a fraction closer to home. He gritted his teeth at the sweet agony burning his cock. “Bite me, woman, or you’ll kill us both.” For a split second fear lit up her features before being consumed once more by lust. The small taste of her fear seduced him, challenged him. Her lust was a healing balm to his craving.
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Her mouth opened in hunger and he wrapped his arms around her luscious body. When she bit him he whispered the final words of binding, wrapping her soul in his protection. She howled against his skin, suckling and groaning. Drake moaned in desperation at the lust coming through her lips. Her teeth rent his shoulder but he didn’t care. He couldn’t move without her being ready. His balls tightened to hard rocks ready to let go. “Hell’s Fire.” He groaned, throwing his head back and clawing at the threads of his self-control. Elena flexed her hips and drew him into her warm cunt another fraction of an inch. They both groaned, but she wasn’t ready. Her hands wrapped around his back and clawed, hard, digging into his ass and drawing him closer. The balance of power was almost complete. Her cries against his shoulder became desperate, stronger. He bared his fangs and bit her shoulder, piercing the tender skin above her collarbone. Warm hot liquid poured into his mouth and he groaned, slamming deep into her cunt. He suckled and rode them both to the edge in moments. Please, Drake. Gods, please, I need it. The final binding was complete. He fucked her hard, slamming into her with a desperation he’d felt only twice since his creation. Sweat poured off them both and her cries of passion were like music. She met him thrust for thrust, twisting her hips and bringing him to the edge. He gasped and swirled his tongue against the bite, satisfied to leave his mark on this woman. The mark on her chest burned like ice against his chest and he knew it was done. She screamed, her body poised on the pinnacle. His chuckle came out ragged but he twisted his hips just so and she arched, her orgasm violent and desperate. Her pussy milked him with her tremors and he couldn’t hold back. His orgasm rocked his existence, breaking them both into tiny pieces, both feeding on the other and draining neither.
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He rolled them to the side, deeply imbedded in her willing body, tucking her still suckling mouth against his shoulder. His heart slowed to a steady rhythm. Her teeth tugged against his skin and he sighed in contentment at the sweet pleasure/pain her greed brought him. He twirled a strand of her soft hair around a finger, pleased with her introduction to demon-life. Her mouth pulled away from his skin on a sigh and he wrapped her close to his heart, taking a precious moment of peace before hatred filled her. True to form, he stowed his emotion and kept it in check. Why do you pull away from me? Her thought voice was clearer than any protégé he’d ever trained. Too bad she didn’t know how well she projected. His binding would only enhance her power, but ultimately, she’d have to come back to him, or her lust would never be sated. He brushed a fingertip against the curve of her pert nose and grinned. Her eyes were dark with lust and satiation but would clear soon. “Look at me, Elena.” She complied, meeting his stare with a heady one of her own. Her hips moved against him and he smiled. Little minx. The ache in his body told him he needed sleep. Soon. Losing a chunk of lifeforce was hell on a demon’s body. He flexed his metaphysical muscles. Add almost being consumed by a succubae spell to the mix. His smile dropped and he forced his will on hers, wiping away the memory of their binding, taking away the pain of her encounter with the man she’d drained. His heart raged that another would dare touch what was his and he shoved that away as well. He dismissed it as a typical response to a binding. He would find the man later. Her eyes closed, her erratic breathing calming to the steady rhythm of sleep. With regret he pulled his aching cock out of her tight little pussy and gently cleaned them both with rose water. He touched the shreds of her clothes with reverence and it reformed on her body, whole. There were definite perks to being a demon. He held her close for a few seconds more then brought them back to his office.
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He set her on the leather chair she’d quivered in earlier. His fingertips touched the curve of her cheek in farewell. “I’m sorry, Elena. If the Brotherhood were to know what we shared, you’d die. A part of me would die as well, and I just can’t have that.” She breathed peacefully for now, content. He leaned close and whispered the final command of his spell. “In three nights’ time, you’ll burn with lust.” She whimpered softly. “None will tempt you, but me. In that time you will come to me, sweet. And I will take away your pain.” Both of our pain, his mind added. His lips brushed hers in a farewell kiss and he walked back to the desk. A wave of his hand had him in a set of clothes from his closet and he sat on the edge of the desk. A snap of his fingers and she jerked awake.
*** Elena shook her head to clear the cobwebs. The edge of pain she’d walked in with was gone, replaced by an all over contentment and a sweet ache deep inside. She rose from her slouched position and narrowed her eyes at Drake. His face showed clinical concern and little more. Nothing but a flicker of a smile marred his perfect features. His eyes were black as obsidian and showed nothing. “What is the last thing you remember, Elena?” She brushed her mussed hair out of her face and thought back. “I remember the card and the liquor.” The rest was a shadow. Fangs, fire. Pain pierced her head and she pressed a palm against her temple. He reached for her but she waved him off. “Perhaps you aren’t feeling well?” She sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose. So much for seduction. “What happened?” He shrugged a shoulder and gave her a grimace. “You told me a story, we were discussing a bargain, and then you felt lightheaded. I let you rest.” He leaned forward with a mysterious smile lighting up his face. “You’re going to be all right, Elena, I’m sure of it. Did you wish to continue the discussion of our contract?”
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Elena rolled her neck and nodded. “Why a card? I remember asking you that.” His lips opened in a soft affirmation. “I remember now.” She watched his lips with a fascination bordering on obsession. He picked up the snifter and set it aside. With his long elegant fingers he swiped the card off the table and strolled toward her, every movement sex in motion. She wondered what his fingers would feel like plucking her nipples, teasing her, finger-fucking her pussy. Her breath came in soft and shallow gasps. A part of her knew with certainty how it would feel, but another was shocked at her blatant fantasies. She checked her shields. They were completely intact. And more powerful than she’d ever thought possible. Nope, the images were all hers. She smiled. Maybe a nap was what she’d needed after all. His smile fractured to one of doubt. “Are you okay?” Elena leaned back in the chair, letting the leather envelop her. “I’m perfectly fine.” Better than fine, energized, no longer terrified. Confident. “What do you have for me?” He gave her the card. It was a King of Diamonds. Intricately painted in a style she’d never seen before. Something about it made her skin crawl. A frown lined his eyebrows. “It’s a gift for your tormentor.” Elena looked at the card with horror. “You don’t know anything about these people.” She caught his gaze and held it, imploring him with her desperation. “Let me worry about it, sweet.” Elena swallowed against the lump of pain lodged in her throat. Memories of her mother, the ache of her death weighed on her shoulders. Part demoness, hunted to a brutal end and she could do nothing against them. Then or now. Stubborn ass. She glared at him. Didn’t he understand they’d never stop? “Your rage and lust are gone, yes?” His quiet question drew her up short. She nodded slowly, gripping the corner of the card in a death hold. “Then you are of no concern to them any longer.” He turned on his heel and stalked past the desk, jerking the snifter into his hand. His agitation was apparent as he
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splashed the amber liquor in the glass. “Thank you for trusting me with your care. Now please go. The night is early yet and I have other matters to attend to.” Elena tilted her head in confusion but rose from the chair with all the grace she could muster. Irritation at the abrupt dismissal of her concern threaded through her heart. “Of course.” She nodded her head and remembered to remain civil. A demon of lust as an enemy would be a deadly one. “Thank you for your assistance.” The door creaked open behind her. She spun and stalked to the exit, cursing quietly for giving away her worry. Her mother’s strained voice haunted her, reminded Elena of the harsh teaching. A demon manipulated. Destroyed. He’d use her emotions against her, try to control her through her heart. If that’s the case, girl, why did he let you go this time? The stilted voice of her logic unnerved her. She had no answer for her troubling thoughts. Damn the demon.
Chapter Five Drake stared at the fire’s dance, lost in contemplation.
“You let her go.” A sultry voice whispered from the corner of his office.
Drake’s gaze flicked toward the corner in irritation.
The shadows melted and formed into the angry form of Deavin. Long, blonde
hair flowed down her back like corn silk. Her heart shaped face could have been carved out of stone. She drew her cloak tight. Her body was built for sin but her heart was as barren as the wastelands of Hell. Neutral in most matters save one. “Of course I did, daughter.”
“Why? She can feed you for centuries.”
“Should I have let her die, then?”
“No.” She strolled across the room in a grace only matched by her mother. Her
emerald eyes were filled with deep sadness. “Was it wise to let her go, knowing the Brotherhood wants to see you both dead?” Blood red lips curled in disgust. Drake clenched his fists. “You sensed it too, then?” “The spell? I’d know it anywhere,” she snarled, baring her fangs. “To answer your question, it’s better for them to think she failed to mark me. It’s safer that way.” He closed his eyes against the memory of her desperate moans and explosive passion. His body hummed in sexual satisfaction and his lust was sated for the night. Maybe longer. A bark of laughter echoed through the room. “Safer for whom, Drake? The girl or you?” She glared at him. He could feel it through his tightly closed lids. His skin prickled from her sudden departure, but the question hung heavy in the air. “For me,” he whispered to the empty room.
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Drake Oblivion, demon of lust, caretaker of the other, come undone by a human woman. He turned away from the fire and stared, unseeing, at the shuttered window behind him. Reinforced and remote controlled, but he had no interest in raising the wall’s shutter. Not even the press of bodies on Abandon’s dance floor could prick his interest. His lips caressed the rim of the glass where Elena’s lips had touched. What did he expect? Love? Whispered words came back to haunt him. Who could ever really love a demon? Who indeed? The glass shattered against the wall before he realized he’d thrown it. With fury at his loss of control he stormed out of the office, determined to find solace in the arms of Abandon for the night.
*** “Master, she’s left Abandon.” “How does she look?” The Master’s amusement slithered through his dark thoughts. Elena’s dark cunt would be the death of demons. She’d be their salvation, their bounty. He chuckled. The spy hesitated, the rich timbre of her voice catching on an indrawn breath. “Frustrated, sir.” “Frustrated?” The Master’s thoughts stilled. Desperate, frazzled, falling apart he expected, but frustrated? The spy said nothing but he could hear the coward’s thoughts like they were his own. Escape, run, tell the demon. Oh no, we can’t have that. “Going somewhere?” He tasted fear before he had the weakling against the door, hand on her throat and choking the life out of the little shit. She clawed at his face, her cheeks turning the same blood red as her lips. The Master curled his lip in disgust. “No one betrays me, kitten.” Her eyes widened in sudden fear. He shoved the blade deep into her heart, twisting it. She gasped, clutching at his clothes, her eyes squeezed tight against the pain. He sucked in her emotions, draining them, letting them strengthen his weary soul. He
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dropped her, letting the blood soak his carpet without care. In his line of work there were many who would pay for this kind of pain. She gasped, twitching on the floor. “No one,” he whispered and closed her emerald eyes. He used her cloak to wipe the blade. His cheeks burned like fire from the bitch’s claws but it brought a smile to his face. Pain strengthened the soul. He imagined Elena’s death, imagined purifying her through fire and pain. Her soul would be worth it. He chuckled and turned off the light. Delayed or not, she’d seduce the demon. He walked down the stairs, his steps echoing in the empty house. Everything was going according to plan.
Chapter Six Time crawled through her shift and Elena couldn’t wait to pass on the towel to the next round of bartenders. Two more hours. It was time to start the show. For five years she’d made her living as a performer. Since the movie Cocktail and the Flair challenge on ESPN, tossing bottles and awing the crowd was a moneymaker. For the right price, she was for hire. In Chico’s case, she and her partner launched his bar. She smoothed the silk Asian inspired dress and gave a shimmy. The crowd roared. Erik, her flair partner, nodded his head. They tossed a few snifters and she smiled, getting into the groove. The gorgeous surfer body and charm drew the ladies, but his balance and showmanship were unmatched. They tossed bottles and put on a great show. Elena rolled her shoulders and launched an ice cube from her forearm and into a glass much to the delight of the crowd. “Fire! Fire!” the crowd chanted, taking up a beat on the floor. The deejay switched the beat to match and Elena shared an elated grin. She was at home on the stage. She focused on the finale. They tossed glasses and stacked them until a pyramid was formed. The crowd roared, knowing what was next. She launched up onto the bar and stomped in time to the chanting, pouring the house rum, letting it fall to the next glass until all glasses were full. Erik leaned over the counter and a blonde bombshell gave him a kiss that had the crowd moaning in pleasure. He touched the liquor with a single fingertip and it went up in flames, a pyramid of fire.
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Elena smiled and hopped off the bar. The crowd erupted in applause, and based on the sizzling kiss Erik gave the blonde, Chico’s wasn’t the only place with a fire tonight. She grimaced and glanced at the clock again. Abandon would be hopping tonight. Why in the hell was she thinking about him again? “Why don’t you take ten, Elena?” Erik leaned close and he touched the fire, drawing it back into himself. Elena snorted. Fire sprites always had to show off. “Seriously. You look like you could use a break.” Elena arched an eyebrow and grinned. “You sure you don’t need a break? She looked hot enough to light your fire.” Erik laughed, his blue eyes sparking in humor. Literally. They were the color of a flame’s center, ice cold but full of passion. “We’re old friends. You wouldn’t believe the things those scarlet lips can do.” He shivered delicately. Elena closed her eyes against the sudden image of Drake’s face lit with passion. His eyes had been purple, human, closing in passion and pain. Her pussy tingled with sweet memory, slicking her panties with her rampant lust. Gods above, it was just a damn dream! Erik leaned close and inhaled her scent like she was a drug. “You’d better get that taken care of, kitten, before someone takes the choice off your hands.” Elena shivered at the hard edge in his voice. “What are you talking about?” Erik stepped away, pouring drinks for the waiting customers. Not even sexy flirting brought a smile to his face. Elena got to work, pouring beer and mixing drinks. Confusion tumbled her thoughts until nothing made sense. When the crowd settled and the next floor show began, she opened her mouth but Erik held up a hand.
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“Don’t even talk to me. I don’t know what happened to you tonight. You’re dangerous, girl, and the lust coming off of you is like a drug.” He crossed his arms over his chest and Elena wondered if he noticed the defensive gesture. Elena swallowed a sudden lump in her throat. Drake had said he’d taken care of it. She had the card in her backpack. The cloaked jerk hadn’t shown up again, but she knew he would. “I think I’ll take five.” Erik blinked and gave her a small smile. “Why don’t you take the whole night? Your shift’s almost over. I’ll just tell Chico you saw an ex or something you wanted to avoid.” His grin widened. “If anyone would understand exes and their problems, Chico would.” Elena laughed, uncomfortably aware that Bryan hadn’t crossed her mind in hours. “Ain’t that the truth?” Three times a week some woman came stomping in looking for that no-good-yadda yadda, crying and complaining, or worse yet, whining! She tossed him the towel in relief and blew him a kiss. “Thanks.” “Where are you headed?” His voice called out over the booming music. “To scratch an itch!” she yelled back with a grin. He laughed and started tossing bottles. She slipped out and raced into the parking lot. A quick fumble of her keys and she was in her Camaro, racing down the street to Abandon and cursing herself for a fool. She parked close to the alley and shoved through the crowd milling to get in. The bouncer nodded and she slipped in. Music caressed her body like an intimate lover and the lust of the bodies swaying on the dance floor opened a deep ache of lust in her pussy. She moaned and swayed to the throb and pulse of the music. “What are you doing here?” Drake hissed in her ear. His hand gripped her elbow and he swung her around, dragging her into his embrace. She melted against him. His touch on her arm flashed images of them fucking, her tied up, him biting her. Her knees grew weak with each sensation. Lust knotted in
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her stomach, churning low and deep. Drake. She looked at his chiseled lips and gorgeous eyes. “I have questions.” Her voice quivered. “You’re not here for questions.” His lips lifted in a grim smile. “No?” she asked, breathless. “Then why am I here?” “This.” He pressed her hips against his. The hard ridge of his cock burned through the silk of her red dress. She moaned and her gums itched. Her tongue touched the sharp point of her fangs and she smiled. “Later on, you’re going to tell me why I have fangs, but right now, I want to fuck the hell out of you,” she purred, running her fingernails down his shirt, shredding the silk. His eyes darkened to a deep violet. “That might be impossible, Elena.” His half smile devastated her with its heat. He leaned close and nipped her ear. “I am a demon, after all. Hell is inside of me.” Inhaling the rich scent of his skin, Elena moaned. It reminded her of smoke and sex. “A girl can only try.” He twirled her around and slammed them both against the wall. His hand blocked her escape while his body pressed against hers. A thread of sanity wove through her mind. “We-we’re in plain view of everyone,” she gasped. “Bother you, sweet?” His breathless question brought an answering blush to her cheeks. She ducked her head and swallowed. “Yes.” He wrapped his arms around her and her world spun. In a heartbeat, he had her sitting on the edge of his desk. “How did you --” Her brows drew together in frustration. Something was familiar about all of it. The thought of fucking on his desk thrilled her to no end. His grin was feral as he crushed her lips beneath his. Their tongues met in a clash of heat and fire, sizzling her nerves until her nipples peaked in hard lust.
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You came to me, sweet. Let me show you my appreciation. His hands grasped her hips, dragging her to the edge of the desk and wrapping her legs around his waist. The liquid heat of her sex pressed against the seam of his pants and she groaned, grinding her hips against his. He pressed a hand over the mark on her chest and it erupted in warm welcome. Soothing and stoking her at the same time. The pressure of his touch laid her back on the desk. Hot fingertips trailed along the inside of her thighs, teasing, caressing, and driving her crazy. The dress bunched at her hips. She raised her leg to wrap it higher around his waist. His fingers rubbed across her soaked panties and her hot flesh sizzled in response. His thumb touched her clit and she jerked. Gods, she couldn’t remember the last time she’d been so fucking hot for someone. He ripped away her panties and his fingers plunged into her quivering pussy. He rotated his fingers and scissored them, driving her insane with his touch. His thumb manipulated her clit and she squirmed, gasping for air. His ponytail hung over his shoulder and she rose up, jerking the tie from his hair and letting the curtain of obsidian surround her. He shuddered and closed his eyes. Surprised at his response, she ran her fingers through the silken strands. A frown formed a line between his dark brows and he moaned. The demon had a weakness. She fisted his hair and tugged. His eyes opened and narrowed to slits of purple fire. The hair rose on the back of her neck in fear and excitement. He growled and waved his clothes away, his impatience exciting the hell out of her. His finely chiseled frame brought out all kinds of appreciation. His fingers brushed her once more before he pulled back. She gasped as his cock pressed her clit, roughly grinding against her. Her groan curled into a growl and she wrapped her hands around his neck, dragging him down to lay over her. Raven streams of silk enveloped her as he captured her lips in a rough and primal kiss. He lifted her higher, and thrust, impaling her on his cock. She fisted his hair and crooned. Her lust screamed for more and he pounded into her. Their moans echoed in
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the office to the music’s stifled beat. He rotated his hips and thrust short and shallow, driving her insane. She bucked against him and it made the ache worse. Come for me, Elena. His voice caressed her heart and she gasped. Her orgasm shattered over her like a wave, crushing them both under its weight. She arched and cried out, her jaw itching. She grabbed his jaw and jerked his head to the side. Before she could think she pierced the sweat soaked slope of his shoulder and drank deep, suckling the dark ambrosia. His dick hardened and he stiffened. A harsh bellow fell from his lips and hot cum jetted through his shaft, filling her. She tasted his orgasm through his blood like a drug. It made her drunk and lightheaded. What the fuck am I doing? She tore away from his shoulder and cried out, a second orgasm wracking her body. His cock remained thick and hard within her clenching body but they both gasped. He touched her mental shields and they collapsed under his soft caress. Your lust is so delicious, Elena.
You’re feeding off of me?
His mental chuckle was disconcerting. You’re doing the same to me, sweet.
Why? How?
Let me show you how. His psychic touch was unbelievable. He stroked her from
within and she came again, shattering in his arms and riding it like a tornado. He lifted her up and sat in his leather chair. She curled against his dark warmth as shudders continued to wrack her body. He murmured soft words and held her close. She’d kick his ass for avoiding her questions later. Right now, things just got very complicated. What happens now?
He held her tight and sighed. We fight the bad guys.
“Why now and not before?”
He brushed a soft kiss against her forehead. “They didn’t know you’d marked
me before.” “Before what? Before this? How did I mark you before?”
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“Give me time.” He chuckled against her skin. Elena swallowed over the lump of fear forming in her throat. “Marking you is a bad thing?” “Yes, Elena.” He sighed with regret. “Nothing will stop them from coming for you now.” She shuddered, remembering the hatred pouring off the cloaked man. Hatred for Drake. For all demons. “We’ll worry about it tomorrow. For now I think we have other things on our minds.” His growl against her hair made her body tremble in sudden lust. “You need to explain about the fangs.” She licked her lips and craved another taste of his blood. “Tomorrow will be soon enough.” “Yes, it will be.” She smiled and met his lips in a dark kiss full of lust.
Drake and Elena’s story continues in Bound in Fury
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