Kali’s brand of kink, but she’d been so desperate for release that she’d leapt at each opportunity Kali offered to “help her get around the damned Gunera curse”. A year ago that had meant a weekly blood donation in exchange for a spell that allowed Raven to find release in her own hand. A few months after that, she’d taken to spying on other members of her coven in exchange for a night with Kali in her bed.
After that, she’d agreed to anything, given in to every demand so long as it meant she would spend another night with her dark goddess. Raven knew she’d gladly sell her soul in exchange for the way Kali made her feel, the way she worked her body and her mind, withholding pleasure until it became pain, then agony and finally pleasure again. The power of her release after their sessions was the most intense feeling Raven had ever known. It was love, hate, lust, contempt and a little bit of torture, all wrapped up in the most extreme magical high.
“Better than cock any day,” she whispered, something in her voice making her shiver. She rolled up the windows, cold for the first time that night despite the chilly autumn temperatures.
Was it really better than the real thing? She would never know because Kali wasn’t strong enough to break the Gunera curse, only work around it. Raven still couldn’t have sex with a man, only members of her own sex. What would it feel like for a real man—a man like that big guy in the grove or even the smaller, darker one—to shove his cock 39
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between her legs? What would it be like to feel hard muscle, coarse hair, rubbing against her breasts instead of Kali’s soft, pliant skin? What would it feel like for the shaft working inside her cunt to swell, thicken, spill its seed inside her, growing limp with sated lust?
She would never know, not without marrying some damn Amiantos. But Aleeza did, and it made her hate her cousin even more.
“As if I needed another reason.” Raven pulled onto the highway and smashed her small, Keds-covered foot down onto the accelerator.
Let some human cop pull her over—she was always able to talk her way out of a ticket or worse. She’d bat her big baby blues and be on her way in no time. On her way home to the woman of her dreams with the last ingredient for Kali’s spell as well as the juicy gossip that they might not even need the damned thing. Just as Kali had planned, Aleeza had done the work for them. She was curse-free, and ready to conceive.
Kali’s hard work had paid off. Now she just had to sit back and enjoy the ride with Raven by her side. The demon had promised he would take care of everything else.
Once the vessel was in place, the rest would be gravy.
“It’s all over but the crying,” Raven said, turning up the volume on the radio and ignoring the voice inside her head that warned of trusting demon promises.
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Demon’s Triad
Chapter Five
“Wake up!” The volume her mother used was bad enough, but the feel of her hand, hot and stinging, on Aleeza’s cheek was enough to make her bolt into a seated position on the cot where she’d sacked out for the night.
“What the fuck? Shit, Mona, stop hitting me!” Aleeza rolled to the floor to avoid another well-aimed smack from Mommy dearest, who looked like she herself had just crawled out of bed after a restless night.
Mona’s hair hung in a tangled wave down to her waist, and her long, peacock-colored night dress was wrinkled and reeked of last night’s cigarette smoke. Aleeza held her breath as she scuttled across the floor on her hands and knees, barely keeping clear of Mona’s furiously kicking feet. Her mom might not have wasted time getting dressed before she ran out to the shed behind the house, but she had stopped to slide on her mud boots. The last thing Aleeza needed this morning was a kick in the ass or anywhere else from one of those. She knew she would lose what little she’d managed to shove down her
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