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Authors: Lisa Alder
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have the option of killing the sod. He may yet let it happen.
“What do you suppose The Fae are up to?”
“They struck a deal with the gambler to lose to me specifically,” Vetis said shortly. “You saw what I saw.”
“I saw more than that.” Zepar grinned, his face creased with amusement. “Maybe we should change our names. For it seems as if our very natures have switched.”
Vetis gave a shout of laughter. “I am no match for your seductive powers.”
“You did a fine job without my help.”
“My student is most willing.” Vetis frowned. What would happen to her when she left the protection of the Demon castle? When she left his protection? And what if the Fae enacted revenge on her for her husband’s failure?
“What’s wrong?”
“I don’t like the idea of her out there.” He waved casually toward the window. “Without some sort of protection.”
Or at the depraved mercy of her ever-losing husband.
“We’ll protect her until we find out why the Fae used the gambler to target you.” Zepar planted his booted feet on the stone floor. “Then it will be over.”
Vetis understood Zepar’s admonishment. He didn’t have the time to worry about one innocent waif when their bargain was finished. He needed to focus on the coming battle with the Fae. He needed to spend his time gathering energy to wield Demon magick, not mooning after some barmaid.
But as if he sensed Vetis’s conflict, Zepar turned toward him. “However, if she turns out to be involved, we will kill her.”
Denial was immediate and visceral. A flash of pure rage rippled through his muscles. No one would touch her. But wisely, Vetis muted his reaction, unwilling to let Zepar know how strongly he felt about Amara.
As casually as he could manage, Vetis said, “Perhaps we should pay another visit to the groom and warn him of the danger of harming Amara.” The potential for violence, an outlet for the mass of emotion that swirled through him, perked him up.
“You have feelings for her.” Zepar stated as he propped his elbows on his knees and stared into the flickering fire.
“I will admit that this corruption started as a lark,” Vetis cautiously replied. He crunched a bite of carrot in his mouth. With a wince, her remembered the relish she had taken in biting the tip off. “Getting a human to do something good against their nature should be the purest form of corruption.”
But now that he knew Amara, he knew she deserved more. And he was determined to be the one to give it to her. He knew the reward would be much sweeter when she was finally ready for their loveplay. But the constant arousal was killing him.
“You can’t let her distract you from our larger problems.”
“Do you think that’s why they sent her here? As a distraction?”
“There’s no way anyone who has heard of you would believe that you would chose such a challenge over one more prone to violence.” Vetis had garnered a reputation among the Humans. Purely from their own damn faults.
A truly corrupt soul cannot hold out long against the temptation to reveal its blackened core.
In the battle against the Fae, the Demons needed all the energy they could trap. Rage, fear, and greed engendered far more energy than sex. It would be a waste of his time.
The Fae would know that. So what had they wanted?
“Maybe they thought I would have him...what? Kill her? And that would clear his debt. But what purpose does that accomplish?” Murder also breeds an energy but the act uses energy as well.
“Perhaps it is time to pay the man a visit.” Zepar’s arms rippled as he pushed to his feet. He frowned. “And what is the sweet Amara doing?”
“I asked the Graces pay her a visit.”
“Instruction?”
“Of a sort,” Vetis said thoughtfully. “I vowed to give her the gift of sexual satisfaction. She should be able to find pleasure.”
“An excellent solution.”
Vetis grimaced. His gut churned as he thought of her with the three women.
“What do you suppose The Fae are up to?”
“They struck a deal with the gambler to lose to me specifically,” Vetis said shortly. “You saw what I saw.”
“I saw more than that.” Zepar grinned, his face creased with amusement. “Maybe we should change our names. For it seems as if our very natures have switched.”
Vetis gave a shout of laughter. “I am no match for your seductive powers.”
“You did a fine job without my help.”
“My student is most willing.” Vetis frowned. What would happen to her when she left the protection of the Demon castle? When she left his protection? And what if the Fae enacted revenge on her for her husband’s failure?
“What’s wrong?”
“I don’t like the idea of her out there.” He waved casually toward the window. “Without some sort of protection.”
Or at the depraved mercy of her ever-losing husband.
“We’ll protect her until we find out why the Fae used the gambler to target you.” Zepar planted his booted feet on the stone floor. “Then it will be over.”
Vetis understood Zepar’s admonishment. He didn’t have the time to worry about one innocent waif when their bargain was finished. He needed to focus on the coming battle with the Fae. He needed to spend his time gathering energy to wield Demon magick, not mooning after some barmaid.
But as if he sensed Vetis’s conflict, Zepar turned toward him. “However, if she turns out to be involved, we will kill her.”
Denial was immediate and visceral. A flash of pure rage rippled through his muscles. No one would touch her. But wisely, Vetis muted his reaction, unwilling to let Zepar know how strongly he felt about Amara.
As casually as he could manage, Vetis said, “Perhaps we should pay another visit to the groom and warn him of the danger of harming Amara.” The potential for violence, an outlet for the mass of emotion that swirled through him, perked him up.
“You have feelings for her.” Zepar stated as he propped his elbows on his knees and stared into the flickering fire.
“I will admit that this corruption started as a lark,” Vetis cautiously replied. He crunched a bite of carrot in his mouth. With a wince, her remembered the relish she had taken in biting the tip off. “Getting a human to do something good against their nature should be the purest form of corruption.”
But now that he knew Amara, he knew she deserved more. And he was determined to be the one to give it to her. He knew the reward would be much sweeter when she was finally ready for their loveplay. But the constant arousal was killing him.
“You can’t let her distract you from our larger problems.”
“Do you think that’s why they sent her here? As a distraction?”
“There’s no way anyone who has heard of you would believe that you would chose such a challenge over one more prone to violence.” Vetis had garnered a reputation among the Humans. Purely from their own damn faults.
A truly corrupt soul cannot hold out long against the temptation to reveal its blackened core.
In the battle against the Fae, the Demons needed all the energy they could trap. Rage, fear, and greed engendered far more energy than sex. It would be a waste of his time.
The Fae would know that. So what had they wanted?
“Maybe they thought I would have him...what? Kill her? And that would clear his debt. But what purpose does that accomplish?” Murder also breeds an energy but the act uses energy as well.
“Perhaps it is time to pay the man a visit.” Zepar’s arms rippled as he pushed to his feet. He frowned. “And what is the sweet Amara doing?”
“I asked the Graces pay her a visit.”
“Instruction?”
“Of a sort,” Vetis said thoughtfully. “I vowed to give her the gift of sexual satisfaction. She should be able to find pleasure.”
“An excellent solution.”
Vetis grimaced. His gut churned as he thought of her with the three women.
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