The Demon's Bargain (Demons Unleashed Erotic Novellas) by Lisa Alder Page B

her gambling husband. Did she not see that?
    “Quite true.” Her smile had disappeared.
    “My apologies. His cavalier treatment of you...grates.” Vetis ran his palm over her breast. Her nipple stabbed into his hand, as if in supplication and her back arched.
    He petted her breast in an attempt to soothe her.
    Zepar shifted in the shadows. Right. Back to business.
    “And has he offered you as payment before?”
    Pictures flashed through her brain at such speed Vetis was nearly dizzy. Most similar to what he’d already seen. The sheen of terror that coated the memories was not faked.
    “Yes, my Lord.” Amara hunched her shoulders, curving away from his touch.
    Vetis thought back to his trip to the dungeon. Of the gambler’s fear of sodomy, his fear of Zepar.
    “What of him?”
    “What of him?” The venom in her voice was easy to intuit. She would betray the husband without a backward glance.
    “How does your husband treat you?”
    “He doesn’t,” she said flatly. But the emotion in her mind wasn’t dismay it was gratitude. “He claims he doesn’t want to catch anything.”
    Vetis leaned over to lick the tender skin behind her ear. Her breath caught. “Have you ever been taken with care and gentleness?” He couldn’t help the question. It had no place in this subtle interrogation but only he and Zepar would know.
    “No, my Lord.”
    “We shall have to remedy that,” he declared. It would be so.
    She relaxed back down into the satin sheets. “I...would like that my Lord.”
    Vetis parted the slit in the gown that allowed for easy access to the erogenous zones. Cupping her full globe, he pressed small sipping kisses against her flushed skin. In the cool night air, her skin grew chilled. Her nipple was like ice in his hot, hot mouth.
    Vetis taunted his old friend by exposing her other breast to the cool air. While Zepar watched, he plucked the nipple until the bud rose in salute. Zepar had a particular fondness for breasts. They both did after being denied the glory of females for thousands of years.
    Vetis turned his head to rub the stubble from his chin along her aroused nipples.
    “Oh.” She sighed.
    Zepar’s breeches rustled.
    With his Demon senses, Vetis searched the shadows. His friend’s cock rose proud and erect from a nest of blond curls, the large erection tight in Zepar’s fist.
     Vetis eased the material of the short gown up just slightly to reveal her sex to Zepar’s regard. Aroused woman, ripe fruit, and smoke from the torches scented the air around their illicit threesome.
    Gods, yes, she had started to respond without fear, eyes closed and features flushed as she lost herself in his sensual caress. His chest swelled. Triumph and desire surged through him. He would succeed in his goal and usher her into a world of sensual delight.
    When he was sure that Zepar would be able to see her glistening curls, Vetis taunted him by fondling her.
    “My Lord?”
    “Just working on your full night of pleasure.”
    “Is this to be it then?”
    The disappointment in her voice was too much for him.
    “I don’t believe so.” Her night was going to be superb. Not just some rush job while Zepar looked on.
    “Good.” She sighed again and shifted her legs restlessly. Her hip bumped against the burning heat of his erection. But tonight was not for him. He didn’t just intend for her to be satisfied. He wanted her to beg. To be mindless with lust. To long for his thick hard cock inside of her velvet sheath.
    Tonight he desired to leave her sated but empty.
    His mouth savored her breast as he supped on her flesh. He trilled his fingers against her sex. With each little press, more juice from her body coated his hand. Gods, how could anyone have ruined such a responsive pussy.
    He nipped at the bud of her nipple and she arched, entreating him to take more. Vetis obliged her and sucked her areola into his mouth, hard. He curled the tip of his tongue around the nipple and feasted on her. His palm