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    â€œNow.”
    Moving his cock toward the mouth of her sex, she did as ordered. He noted her breasts swelling, her nipples beading with excitement as she obeyed.
    A firm hand , Duncan recalled saying. “Sit on me, angel.”
    She didn’t move quickly enough to suit him so he roughly pulled her down, impaling her on him. And the touch, damn her, felt like what he’d imagined the inner sanctum of heaven to be. A painful pleasure that made him want to relive the experience over and over. Her slave, her lover, he’d be whatever she wanted as long as she gave him this.
    â€œNow ride me,” he managed, fondling her breasts as she swayed over him.
    She stared down at him, her face intense as she concentrated on him. The knowledge that he was her world right now nearly set him off. His cock drove so deeply into her, he felt as if he touched her womb with each descent of her body. He wanted badly to fill her with seed, felt the need to fuck her until their joining took and she swelled with young.
    â€œ Fuck. ” He didn’t like the turn of his thoughts, the care outweighing the lust, and he let go of one of her breasts to push her further. He found her clitoris and played, feeling the taut bud grow even firmer.
    She moaned and shook, slamming harder on top of him.
    â€œThat’s it, sweetheart, ride me. Fuck me until I come inside you. Squeeze my cock hard, right up in that tight, wet pussy.”
    â€œDuncan,” she moaned and ground against him. “I can’t—”
    â€œYou can. ” He twisted her nipple. She gasped, and he felt a flood of wetness wash over his sensitive shaft. “You will.” He eased up, then pinched her flesh again, and she came all over him.
    Her walls pulsed against him, struggling to pull his cock into overwhelming ecstasy.
    She cried out as she arched over him, her tits thrust out, her face looking toward heaven while her spirit pushed her closer to hell. And in their sinful delight, with the sight of Sapphira in thrall to his touch, he climaxed so hard and for so long that he wondered if he’d died and gone to heaven.
    When Sapphira caught her breath, it was to see Duncan staring up at her with eyes full of some emotion she didn’t want to see. She wondered if she might have uttered what she’d thought out loud.
    Did she really? Did she love a demon she’d only just met? One who’d given her that final push off the heavenly cliff toward hell? She wanted to protest. To lie and say she hadn’t meant what she’d thought. That it had been her body talking, not her heart. Yet for all the ease she’d had in lying to herself before, she couldn’t do it now.
    â€œCome here,” Duncan rasped, shattering her confusion. He pulled her down, still inside her, and kissed her. His tongue took possession of her mouth, and it was several seconds before he ended the kiss. “You taste like brimstone, but lighter.”
    She laughed, unable to help it. “Brimstone Light. For those demons on a diet.”
    He chuckled and withdrew, and the emptiness inside Sapphira felt more than physical. “We need some sleep.”
    â€œWe?” Actually she did. But she didn’t want Duncan to think he could make her decisions for her.
    â€œOkay, me. I’m tired.” He yawned. “And you’ve had a helluva day, literally.” He stared into her eyes and gave her understanding and none of the smugness or male satisfaction she might have expected after surrendering to a demon. “The first time is always the hardest, sweet. Don’t worry, Sapphira. It’ll get easier the more you do it. I’ll help you.”
    Then he rolled to his side with her in his arms and fell asleep, his breath hot on her neck.
    Sapphira wished she could fall asleep as easily. Like humans, the Ethereal needed rest, some more than others. Demons slept more than angels. She’d always been told that it was because