The Demon's Bargain (Demons Unleashed Erotic Novellas) by Lisa Alder Page A
Authors: Lisa Alder
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her lips.
Above her Vetis’s breathe sawed in and out. The carpet-covered stone floor burned her knees, the hard buds of her nipples pressed into the rough hair on his thighs, and her lower body ached for more. For as much as this sexual encounter was pleasurable, she was unexpectedly unfulfilled.
Vetis responded to her thanks. “You’re welcome.”
“So we are done?” Amara could finally be free of the bargain. She could go home with the knowledge that sex didn’t always hurt.
“Look around you.”
“My Lord?”
“The stipulation was for one night of pleasure.”
“True.” She didn’t like the feelings that coursed through her. The bite of disappointment and the snap of irritation flooded her mind as she waited impatiently for his answer.
“It is daytime.”
So the bargain was not met yet. That was what she got for trusting a Demon.
Chapter Ten
Vetis lounged on his side, surrounded by silk bed pillows, head propped on his hand, and surveyed his latest project.
Amara, covered in a shimmering sheath of the palest pink, lay wraith-like against the ruby red sheets. The nearly sheer cloth of the gown revealed more than it hid. The backside of the cloth caused a subtle friction whenever she moved. As she shifted underneath his scrutiny, her nipples beaded. It was a delightful form of foreplay.
He had worked on one of his goals-tutoring her in love arts. Now it was time for a more serious endeavor.
Flames from the torches on either side of the bed cast a warm glow over the dark sheets as the sun descended into the horizon. The sky was a wash of vibrant colors, purples, blues, and deep blood red. Ten years after the great Earthquake, the sky still bloomed with the volcanic dust.
“You enjoyed our feast?”
He had plied her with all manner of delights. Succulent roast pig, delicate cheese, sweet strawberries straight from his hand, all disappeared into the talented cavern of her mouth. Truly he hadn’t expected much from the chocolate experiment.
She had far exceeded his meager expectations.
“It was wonderful.” Her lips quirked in the most amazing little smile.
It was the first sign of happiness he’d provoked since she’d come into his chamber and the expression seemed to set rather uneasily on her face.
He had an ulterior motive this time. He’d purposely seduced her with delicacies, so that he could plumb her mind for information about her husband’s treachery. In truth, he believed only Edward had an alliance with the Fae. But he must be sure. To satisfy Gaap, to protect the whole Demon race from their mortal enemies, the question of her innocence must be resolved.
So first he sated her with sex then food. As if plying her with food and carnal pleasure would somehow absolve his unexpected guilt over invading her mind.
Zepar lingered in the shadows as his backup. Between the two they should be able to discern her true purpose. Vetis would be particularly harsh with her if she turned out to be involved with the Fae.
The rest of the room settled into darkness as the sun hid for the night and the moon had yet to rise. Peat torches flanked the bed and cast an intimate glow down upon their little haven. She would not be able to see Zepar.
“So how did you come to be here?” He trailed his finger over the delicate arch of her eyebrow.
“I believe you know, my Lord.”
“You and your husband run a tavern?”
She snorted. “I do the work.”
In his mind, he saw as she scrubbed the floor on her knees, tended to the stew in the kitchen and poured the drafts while her husband entertained in a dark corner.
“He reaps the money.”
Vetis leisurely twisted a blonde curl of her hair around his finger, marveling at its fine silk before dropping the lock over one breast. “But he does not always reap money or you would not find yourself here.”
She blinked, as if she’d forgotten why she lay in his bed, wore his gown and sucked his cock. Dammit. She was worth more than one hundred of
Above her Vetis’s breathe sawed in and out. The carpet-covered stone floor burned her knees, the hard buds of her nipples pressed into the rough hair on his thighs, and her lower body ached for more. For as much as this sexual encounter was pleasurable, she was unexpectedly unfulfilled.
Vetis responded to her thanks. “You’re welcome.”
“So we are done?” Amara could finally be free of the bargain. She could go home with the knowledge that sex didn’t always hurt.
“Look around you.”
“My Lord?”
“The stipulation was for one night of pleasure.”
“True.” She didn’t like the feelings that coursed through her. The bite of disappointment and the snap of irritation flooded her mind as she waited impatiently for his answer.
“It is daytime.”
So the bargain was not met yet. That was what she got for trusting a Demon.
Chapter Ten
Vetis lounged on his side, surrounded by silk bed pillows, head propped on his hand, and surveyed his latest project.
Amara, covered in a shimmering sheath of the palest pink, lay wraith-like against the ruby red sheets. The nearly sheer cloth of the gown revealed more than it hid. The backside of the cloth caused a subtle friction whenever she moved. As she shifted underneath his scrutiny, her nipples beaded. It was a delightful form of foreplay.
He had worked on one of his goals-tutoring her in love arts. Now it was time for a more serious endeavor.
Flames from the torches on either side of the bed cast a warm glow over the dark sheets as the sun descended into the horizon. The sky was a wash of vibrant colors, purples, blues, and deep blood red. Ten years after the great Earthquake, the sky still bloomed with the volcanic dust.
“You enjoyed our feast?”
He had plied her with all manner of delights. Succulent roast pig, delicate cheese, sweet strawberries straight from his hand, all disappeared into the talented cavern of her mouth. Truly he hadn’t expected much from the chocolate experiment.
She had far exceeded his meager expectations.
“It was wonderful.” Her lips quirked in the most amazing little smile.
It was the first sign of happiness he’d provoked since she’d come into his chamber and the expression seemed to set rather uneasily on her face.
He had an ulterior motive this time. He’d purposely seduced her with delicacies, so that he could plumb her mind for information about her husband’s treachery. In truth, he believed only Edward had an alliance with the Fae. But he must be sure. To satisfy Gaap, to protect the whole Demon race from their mortal enemies, the question of her innocence must be resolved.
So first he sated her with sex then food. As if plying her with food and carnal pleasure would somehow absolve his unexpected guilt over invading her mind.
Zepar lingered in the shadows as his backup. Between the two they should be able to discern her true purpose. Vetis would be particularly harsh with her if she turned out to be involved with the Fae.
The rest of the room settled into darkness as the sun hid for the night and the moon had yet to rise. Peat torches flanked the bed and cast an intimate glow down upon their little haven. She would not be able to see Zepar.
“So how did you come to be here?” He trailed his finger over the delicate arch of her eyebrow.
“I believe you know, my Lord.”
“You and your husband run a tavern?”
She snorted. “I do the work.”
In his mind, he saw as she scrubbed the floor on her knees, tended to the stew in the kitchen and poured the drafts while her husband entertained in a dark corner.
“He reaps the money.”
Vetis leisurely twisted a blonde curl of her hair around his finger, marveling at its fine silk before dropping the lock over one breast. “But he does not always reap money or you would not find yourself here.”
She blinked, as if she’d forgotten why she lay in his bed, wore his gown and sucked his cock. Dammit. She was worth more than one hundred of
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