Page 63 of Caressed By Sin
“So strong to change my own illusion within my ruin-carved domain.” Ferkos scowled. “And you want to siphonmymagic?”
I cleared my throat.
They both looked my way.
“That still doesn’t answer my question.” I blinked. “Why did he tear your dick off?”
“I told him to stop crying over a weak pathetic being—”
Thunder boomed. Lightning struck the ocean. Yet no other aspect of the illusion changed.
Ferkos glared at Azar. “I believe we should not walk down memory lane anymore.”
Azar scowled. “You want to see her cum? You want to taste her essence?”
Ferkos eyes went wild. “You will let me taste?”
“If you would let me siphon.”
“And the Boto brothers’ location. What is that about?”
“That is my concern.”
“I am still curious. They are some of my top customers.”
Azar drew a swirl in the empty space before him. Slowly the leather straps of my dress began to move, twist, and slip away. My skin tingled from their movement.
They were gentle caresses as they unwound themselves from my body slowly revealing more and more bare skin. The sensation was electric, like a million tiny needles dancing across my skin. The straps slithered down my body, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. The salty beach air was cool on my exposed flesh, and I had to fight the urge to cover myself up. The dress fell onto the sand, creating a pile of black leather, and I was left on the table, naked and vulnerable.
Ferkos turned back to me. His eyes glowed a silvery white.
My nipples stiffened from his attention.
Nervous and embarrassed, I kept my focus on Azar. And my haunting demon stared at me like he had never seen me naked before. It made me feel even more exposed and vulnerable, but I didn’t look away.
“What is she?” Ferkos inhaled the air. “Why does this creature have me so captivated?”
“Enough questions, Ferkos.” Azar touched my thigh with the tip of his fingers. “Will you let me feed from you?”
A hiss left Ferkos. “You know I am eager to hear her moans, so you play with me?”
“We all have our wants. You could just give me the information I asked for.”
“This is all suspicious.” Ferkos moved his gaze to my nipples. “Last I heard you were in some dingy city in America, feeding off drunk humans in night clubs. And now you appear dangling this breathtaking sex slave in front of me and searching for the Boto Brothers.”
“Hmmm.” Azar pointed to the leather straps on the sand. They slowly rose in the air and headed my way. “Perhaps, it is time for my sex slave and me to leave.”
“No. No.” Ferkos’s voice was a low, husky growl that sent a shiver down my spine. “I will give you what you want,old friend.”
The leather straps fell back to the sand.
I looked at Ferkos.
The way his eyes burned with desire made my heart race. I could feel the heat of his body emanating off him.
Long plumes of red sparkling vapor spooled from Ferkos’s chest. It was thick and cloying. They twisted in the air coiling and loosening as they headed toward Azar. The scent of blood and iron hit my nostrils.
What?
