Page 61 of Caressed By Sin
“Give them to me.” Azar gently took my hand. “If you drop them in the sand, he’ll know.”
“How?”
“All of this is him.”
“That. . .doesn’t really answer my question.”
“I would say more, but we must be careful, even the ocean can hear us and whisper back to him.”
I lowered my voice even more. “And all of this because he can feed from the buffet orgy in the church?”
Azar nodded. “So. . .I am hoping he will let me siphon too.”
“But according to the rules, the other people would have to agree—”
“I would be siphoning directly from him, if he allowed it.”
I raised my eyebrows. “Would he? It sounds like you took his penis off before.”
Azar shrugged. “I was angry.”
“Why?”
“Very long story.”
“How. . .do you know each other?”
“Even longer story.” Azar watched the door. “All I can say now is that when we were very young incubus demons, still grotesque and unable to manage our magic. . .we hunted together to survive.”
“So, you both are friends?”
“As much as we can be.”
“And. . .you would kill him?”
Azar turned to me. “To get information to save a little girl from that disgusting Adae? Yes. I would kill him and more if it meant helping you.”
Azar looked away. “If it meant. . .making you happy.”
My heart warmed. “I don’t know what to say. . .besides thank you and. . .that I will forever be in your debt.”
Azar licked his lips. “That you will.”
Those words made me nervous.
“Ferkos will get close to you as I make you cum, be ready and sink your fangs into him.”
I opened my mouth in shock.
“Give him all the venom you can muster. It may not put him down, but it will weaken him enough for me to get the information. . .and kill him, if necessary.”
“You really would?”
“He has lived a long life. I shed no tears for him.” Azar looked at me. “Still. . .let’s hope it doesn’t come to killing him, because if we can’t, then he will trap us in the mirror with those other spirits. And you would never want that.”
“You said that they were nastier.”
“No limits. They did nasty sexual things to animals, very young children, infants, dead bodies—”
