Page 60 of Caressed By Sin
Azar leaned forward, brushed his lips against my ear, and whispered, “We may have to kill him. Be on guard.”
WHAT?!
My heart seized in my chest. My body shivered.
Kill the powerful demon that just turned a forest into a beach?
Azar sat down next to me on the silver table. I was shocked his weight didn’t make it tremble.
I turned to him and kept my voice down. “W-what do you mean?”
“No one knocked at the door,” Azar continued to whisper. “No one would dare knock when he has visitors.”
“Then, what happened?”
“He left to think.”
I scooted closer to him, scared that the trees were listening. “Think about what?”
“Think about if he is going to let me siphon lust.”
“Yeah.” I scanned the place. “Can you explain that part?”
“Ferkos is strong because he is constantly siphoning lust from his club. Most of the members are demons. They hand over a blood contract allowing Ferkos to feed from any sex that occurs within his church.”
“So, whatever is going on in here, he can feed from it?”
Azar nodded. “Therefore, he’s constantly feeding.”
“Which is why he is so powerful.” I looked down at the silver table. The animal carvings moved on their own, humping and pumping, pounding and fucking. “And you can’t just. . .feed from everyone too?”
“There are rules to demon magic. You can only take the lust that has been given to you. All of the humans in this church are his. Many of the demons are either members or are in debt to him.”
“And they are all having sex for him?”
“Ferkos is in their minds, and he gets stronger because of it.” Azar leaned in closer to me and kissed my lips.
I shivered with desire.
When he moved away, he whispered, “Take the caps off.”
My bottom lip quivered. “Azar. . .when I get aroused, my fangs poke out.”
“We may need them. Ferkos is too aroused with you.” He moved away and watched the door. “I should have guessed it. For a creature whose hobby is messing with people’s minds, I should have known I could not trick him.”
“Do you think he knows who I am?
“No way, but he knows that you are special and that you have captured my full attention.”
“How does he know?”
Azar frowned. “Because I could not share you. That has not happened before. Even with my earlier wives. . .I shared them with him.”
“You. . .were married?”
Azar whispered, “Get rid of the caps.”
I covered my mouth. With my tongue I slipped the caps off my teeth. Then, I spit the caps onto my hand, making sure it wasn’t obvious.
