Desiderus arched his brow. "Perhaps my carnal knowledge should be bestowed upon you, pet." He made a show of sniffing the air. "I can smell and feel your desire. Your mind bucks what your body wants. And your soul reveals it to me. Those deep dark secrets of yours. You will like losing control." His voice had taken that low octave that reached inside her and pulled out a heat she tried to suppress.
Haven backed up another step and abruptly found the wall. Damnit, how did she manage to back herself there? She should have paid a lot closer attention to where she summoned the demon. Kicking herself on the inside she replied, "Perhaps your carnal knowledge will find my foot helping it find an alternative."
He laughed. "Feisty tonight, aren't we?"
Haven shook it off. She needed information. Think loopholes or bird. "Have you caught my bird yet demon?"
He raised his brow and laughed. "I'll assume you didn't go back after it last night. Well isn't that a treat. No, pet, I didn't bother last night. I watched you with the snake, watched you run away. I'm biding my time."
"A bit cocky, don't you think?" She was actually taunting him...again! What in all that was holy was wrong with her? The stupid bird should be a high priority on her list right now. If the demon did find it before her, then she'd owe him another deal of some kind. She was sure of it. But Jeremy... "I shouldn't ask this, I really shouldn't because knowing is going to kill me I just have to find out. What did my brother make a deal for? What does he have to do for Ba'al?" She put a slight plea into her voice, knowing full well it wouldn't sway the demon to tell her if he didn't want to, but it didn't hurt to try.
"I'll answer your question, but you have to give me something in return... for each sentence I reply." Desiderus grinned and stepped in her direction.
Shit. She should have booked it away from the wall when she had the chance. Haven slid to the left and Desiderus's arm shot out, stopping her from going farther. She turned right and he placed his other hand on the wall, caging her between his very muscular arms. Haven bit her lip. She really did need to know. "What do you want in exchange? I won't make another life sentencing deal with you."
"Nothing like that, pet." His gaze heated and slid down her face. She could feel it on her neck and then he blatantly stared at her breasts. Her nipples instantly sprang to attention. Traitors.
"What do you want then?" The words stumbled out of her mouth. He had flustered her again, damnit.
"Kisses." The word came out so simple, so plain, Haven wasn't sure it's what he said.
"Kisses?" she repeated.
"Yes."
Couldn't be that hard, could it? Haven gave him a sideways glance. "Where?" His erection remained very prevalent between them. As if he knew what she was thinking, he rubbed up against her. His shaft was so hot, even through clothes. Ah, shorts! Why hadn't she thought to change? Her insides clenched at the prospect of having him between her legs.
"Wherever I want. I'll even be good and make it a different place each time. How's that for compromise?"
Haven considered the worst place he could make her kiss. While she wanted to believe it was his hot throbbing cock, she would be lying to her already watering mouth. No, his feet. They would be the worst things to kiss, and how humiliating it would be. "Deal. Only if you promise not to make me kiss your feet. I will not bow to you demon."
He smirked. The smug bastard.
"Done. And every sentence I say starting now and until you have all your information boons me a kiss."
Haven nodded, pretty certain she had just agreed to something that would put her in all sorts of trouble. "But it has to be information I don't already know." She grinned, straightening her shoulders, glad she could get one final thing in.
The demon's eyes sparkled. "Ba'al gave your brother the means to pay off his gambling debt."
She gasped. Haven expected something far more sinister than help pay off his debts and her heart broke. She had not given him the benefit of the doubt and guilt scratched at her insides. The emotion quickly snuffed out when Desiderus locked his eyes with hers. Shit, the demon said a sentence.
"Kiss me...here" He turned his face so his smooth cheek faced her.
She let out a breath. She should feel happy he only wanted a kiss on the cheek, but a part of her fell. Had she been hoping for more in some secret part of herself? Haven leaned in, closing her eyes instinctively, puckered her lips, and kissed his cheek. She made it brief, pulled back, and said, "Go on." She tried not to think about touching him more, lower...
"Jeremy is such a petty creature." Desiderus paused.
Haven narrowed her eyes. Sure, it was a sentence…but it didn't actually give her any information. "No. It doesn't count. I said it had to be something––"
"You didn't already know. And you didn't already know I thought he was a petty creature."
Demons and loopholes. "Fine." Haven huffed. "Where do I kiss this time?"
He leaned in so his mouth rested above hers. They shared the same breathing area and it was so erotic, she slickened between her legs in utter anticipation of his words or closer movement. She hoped he would take her lips right there, like neither of them had anything better to do than tangle in each other. Snapping herself out of it, she moved her head back so it rested against the wall. He had her completely barricaded in with his body and as much as she wanted to hate it, she couldn't. Inside, she screamed for him, for his touch, for release in all the wrong ways. Her mind knew it was a bad idea, that everything she'd agreed to thus far had been one bad decision after another. But she couldn't stop now. She needed a way out, for Jeremy as well as herself.
The demon lifted his chin. "Kiss me here."
The chin...why hadn't he asked for the lips? It bothered her far more than she wanted to think about. Haven leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on the tip of his chin. She hadn't even felt the hint of hair. She slowly pulled herself back. "Go on, demon." She glared at him, telling him with her eyes the next sentence better be worth more than the last.
"He asked Ba'al for money to gamble." Desiderus rubbed his cheek against hers like a cat marking its area. He pushed himself into her, and then there wasn't a single part of her not touching his very naked form. Her breath hitched and her core tightened.
She tried to push him back up and the movement only made her nipples rub against his chest through her shirt. A shock bolted downward, making her clit throb. Haven bit her lip. Oh God. What if she couldn't stop herself?
"My neck pet." He bared his throat to her. She obeyed, her lips parting just enough for the tip of her tongue to slip out. Just a taste. Sweet sugary goodness lingered on her tongue when she pulled it back in, swallowing her want, her need, while enjoying his essence inside her.
Desiderus groaned. He moved his head back down so his lips would move on top of hers as he spoke. "Ba'al agreed but under a condition: each time he lost, he owed Ba'al a year of his life." He claimed her with those sinful lips, crushing into her. She sighed and melted into him, her arms going around his neck, pulling him deeper into the kiss with her.
Haven slipped her tongue into his mouth and he growled, enfolding his strong arms around her waist, crushing her body into his. She wanted to wrap her legs around him, but resisted losing herself in his raw possessiveness instead. Why did he feel so good against her? Why was she still kissing him? He was using his demon temptations on her. It was the only answer to how she responded to him. Haven tried to pull away and Desiderus didn't budge. He growled, as if her getting away was the last thing he would allow. That growl messed with her inside, letting loose some carnal instinct within her. She wanted him, more than she ever wanted to truly tell him. Haven let herself go and her legs wrapped around him, squeezing his cock against her, right between her legs.
Rolling her hips, she moaned as a soft building sensation tickled her clit. She rolled her hips again and he thrust upwards. Haven gasped, her head falling back as he rocked back and forth between her thighs, always hitting her clit, making her shorts r
ub in all the right places. In a few strokes, he had her body on the verge of orgasm. She wanted to buck against him, make him go faster, harder, until she exploded into a million pieces, but Desiderus pulled away from her instead.
He lowered her legs to the floor while her lips still burned from his kiss, taking a calm step back and smiled. He brought her to the edge on purpose and he intended to leave her there. Haven rubbed her shaking legs together hoping to push herself over to climax as she stared at the demon, sure disbelief shone on her face. When she didn't fall like she hoped, she groaned. "Damn you demon."
Chapter Six
Desiderus laughed. His cock throbbed and he stroked it right in front of her. Haven's skin turned perfectly flushed from his teasing. He would enjoy her when she came to him fully, willing and completely his. Seducing her was only one of the ways he could win her over and he could feel how tight her body was wound, like electricity in the air. He wanted her like this, intense for him, wanting–no, needing–him. Desiderus licked his lips as she rubbed her legs together, frustrated her body wasn't giving her what it desperately needed. The red tinge of lust slowly slid up the cream of her soul. He inhaled, sucking in the essence of her desire, her musky scent filling him as his own soul replenished from the sin. After all, sins are what essentially kept demons fed, and Desiderus had a hearty appetite. He wondered if he could entice her to touch herself in front of him. Ah, but kisses were the agreement...
He stared right at her as he slipped his hand down his stone hard shaft and slowly back up. Haven's eyes darted from his face to his cock and back, as if she wasn't sure which part she should be looking at. Her reaction amused him. He squeezed the tip of his hard-on and shuddered at the zing of pleasure sliding through the base deep into his balls, never breaking eye contact. She blushed, the pink a lovely shade he suddenly wished to see across her ass. Desiderus groaned inwardly, attempting to keep his cool demeanor toward her. He didn't want her to know how she affected him. He'd much rather concentrate on how he affected her.
"Ba'al intends to turn your brother into a demon until he serves out his contracted time."
Haven seemed to regain some of her composure with his words. Those sparkling wanton eyes narrowed on him. "And how much time must he serve?"
"Aw, pet, that is something you will need to discuss specifically with Ba'al, as that part of the deal even I am not privy to. Now that's two kisses."
Her mouth dropped. "I don't think so. It's one."
"I gave you two pieces of information, both regarding your brother, both regarding his deal with my king. Two kisses. And since this is the second time you have tried to get out of it, I think I will be less kind on where I want those plump little lips of yours."
Haven raised her eyebrow. A challenge he would easily accept. "Kiss me...here." Desiderus pointed at one of his hardened nipples. He loved the idea that she would need to come to him in order to obey his command. Later, when he managed to feel her beneath him, he had many demands he intended to make. The shackles in his room came to mind, with an image of Haven bent over, her wrists cuffed to the floor as his hand came firmly down on her naked ass. His cock pulsed. Desiderus watched Haven slowly move toward him. Her steps were light, tentative. Though he knew she wasn't scared, very far from scared in truth. He could smell her lovely mix of musky female desire. He took in a deep breath, inhaling her so far into his chest and trapping the scent there for the briefest moment before letting it out, just as those warm lips enclosed around his left nipple. Desiderus ground his teeth when he felt her tongue lap against the hardened peak, and then teeth scraped against it. He pumped his cock a tad faster. She pulled away and the air hardened his nipple, sending a shiver over his body.
"On your knees, pet, and kiss my hip."
Her eyes widened, but she complied without much forcing. The sight of her on her knees before him would be seared into his mind for eternity, and he relished the image, savoring how her ass came out a tad when she leaned into his hip. Her hands, so soft along his side. That lovely mane of hair… he couldn't resist taking it into his hand and pushing her deeper into his hip when her tongue again darted out, inflaming his lust for her. He wanted nothing more than to thrust between those devilish lips of hers, to feel her hot wet mouth encasing him. Desiderus growled down at her.
Haven pushed him away, wiping her mouth and untangling herself from him. Her cheeks turned a bright red this time and anger flared in a defiant rage behind her hooded gaze. Desiderus smiled, enjoying every moment of this exquisite promise he threw before her and continued to take away. He wanted her begging for it and in the end, it would be on her knees.
"Did Ba'al give Jeremy the original deal?" She asked, stepping away from Desiderus.
"No. As I understand it, a demon who works in the casinos helped him get more involved in the darker aspects of gambling, told him Ba'al might help him with his debts. That is all I truthfully know. Anything else would need to come from Ba'al himself."
Her brow furrowed. "And where do you want your final kiss?" She licked her lips and gazed back down at his hand, moving up and down on his cock. She wanted it, lusted for it; he could see it and smell it from her. Desiderus loved being a demon. His demon soul was already hungry for her sins. He felt the need lapping at his skin, moving inside him, coiling like a snake ready to attack.
"I think I'll save my last three kisses for later."
"What! You can't add on extras and wait to take them." She pointed a solid finger at his chest. He liked her all fiery. It suited her quite nicely, like the first night he met her and she drew him into her flame, with a point of a gun, but it happened just the same.
"I didn't add extras, a kiss for each sentence– I said three. Do you know how tiring it is to continue to explain the rules to you? I also never specified when I would be taking those kisses. Consider yourself lucky female, as I could have taken a great deal more from you."
Haven clenched her jaw, clearly keeping her thoughts to herself. He didn't mind. He already knew they weren't nice thoughts. But then if he wanted her to have nice thoughts about him, he would have thought of a nicer pay off. No he wanted her angry, hot, bothered...in lust for him, a demon she so despised. He reigned in his need to feed from her lust...he would need more from her, and he didn't intend to take his fill until he was deep inside her.
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Haven's heart hammered in her chest. When would he redeem his kisses? Why would he wait when he clearly wanted more? His hand pumping his shaft was proof enough for her. Despite how she wanted to do more than kiss him, how she ached to release the pressure between her legs. She wouldn't do so willingly. He could torment her until the sun went down, and she would still not do it willingly. He's a demon, she reminded herself. A lusty, hot, raging demon with a cock big enough to make her mouth water and pussy quiver. Damn her body's betrayal.
"I can help you though, pet." Desiderus was behind her in seconds. His cock pushed up against the covered cheeks of her ass and she couldn't help but push back into him. One of his arms snaked around her front, the hand sliding slowly up her belly, glazing over her hardened nipple, finally landing on her throat, which she unknowingly bared to the demon. The hot masculine feel of his fingers encasing such a vulnerable area had her wetter than she'd ever been. Her juices began running down her inner thigh.
Desiderus pulled her to him by her neck. The feeling of his strength there made her gasp as his erection pressed hard behind her. He engulfed her senses, the sweet roasted marshmallow smell invading everywhere. His warmth slid over the bare areas of her skin. Desiderus's other hand reached down as he arched her further back into him until her breasts jutted out. His hand slipped down her shorts and his big fingers moved over her mound. He dipped one inside and the full sensation instantly hit her. She couldn't contain the moan escaping her lips. Though she could barely move, she still managed to grind ever so slightly against his palm as he circled that amazing finger inside her, around and around. Her inner walls clenched, seeking mor
e to keep a hold of, and as if he knew what she wanted another finger slipped in, stretching her. She almost came right there but he carefully took the pressure from her clit.
"Not yet..." His words whispered over her, low, promising.
Haven tried to slide her hands down to release the pent up frustration and found they wouldn't move, yet nothing actually bound them. As if he used some form of magic to keep her body just where he wanted it. Unable to figure out why it only made her want him more, she whimpered, trying to urge him for release. Just a little further and she would slide exquisitely over that edge, breaking into tiny stars before realigning herself, satisfied. She needed him to get her off. Haven bit her lip as his palm found her clit again and began torturous slow motions, his fingers moving in and out of her at an insanely slower pace, inch by torturous inch. She clenched around his wonderful fingers, urging her body to get what it needed, to find its sweet explosion. For the second time as she found herself right on that verge, he moved his palm and she throbbed, aching. Haven cried out in frustration as he held her bent up against him, arching her back even further.
"Do you want me to make you orgasm, pet?"
She tried to nod her head yes but it didn't move.
"Say it, Haven. Tell me what you want me to do."
Oh God... "I want you to...make me come." The words whispered from her stretched vocal chords, the pressure of his hand increased.
"Remember you asked for this..." As the last word fell from his mouth his finger slammed into her, a strange sucking sensation hit both of her nipples at the exact same time and he cut off her breath.
She spasmed against him, unable to call out her pleasure, unable to move with it, and the orgasm drew out, longer and longer as he slammed into her again and again until she almost thought she'd pass out and then she fell blissfully over that orgasmic ledge. He let her draw in a deep breath and pumped a few more times into her with his hand as her spasms slowly decreased. Then he vanished and she fell to the floor, gasping for air and some semblance of her sanity and control over her shaking body.
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