Demon Mine (Karmic Lust)

Evernight Publishing

www.evernightpublishing.com

Copyright© 2012 Nikki Prince

ISBN:
978-1-77130-129-9

Cover Artist: Sour Cherry Designs

Editor: Marie Medina

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This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

DEDICATION

First of all I would like to give my thanks to God the Father from whom all my blessings have come. I am so happy for the gift I have been given to create characters and worlds that everyone loves to read. I want to thank my family for all their support without it, I couldn’t have gotten to this point. I love you all.

My dear, dear friends who went above and beyond to help me by listening to me whine, encouraging me, supporting me, editing, beta reading for me: Shyla, Valeree, Mahalia, Eden, Tari and my critique group Rom-Critters on yahoo.
 
Thank you. I love and appreciate you all.
 
Also a special thank you to those who may not have read, critiqued or edited this, but still encouraged me:
Eden
, Louisa, Kim and
Savannah
, Delilah H and Avril. You're all loved and appreciated.
 
Please forgive me if I haven't named you outright, but know that I love each and everyone of you my dear friends so thank you with my whole heart.

I want to also thank Evernight Publishing and my fantastic Editor Marie, for taking a chance on a girl with a dream. A dr
eam I’ve had since the age of twelve
when I found my father’s Johanna Lindsey Western Romance book on his dresser and was forever hooked.

To the readers, thank you for your love and support. I’m forever grateful and hope to put out stories that you will love and talk about for years to come.

Karmic Lust, 1

Nikki Prince

Copyright © 2012

Chapter One

Liliana Jackson sat
on the bed in the darkened room. Her
breath
was
ragged as she eagerly waited for her lover to
arrive
.
The need she felt was always instant when she thought of him. The slightest movement of cloth
from her sundress
scraping
over her hard nipples torture
d her
as her
bare
pussy dampened. She glanced at the small clock on the wall opposite her bed. It would be only a matter of minutes before he stepped across the threshold.

She
tried to be patient and wait.
She let out a whimper
, trying her best to wait for him
,
but failing. Slowly
,
she sli
pped
her dress up her thighs
, baring her shaved pussy to the air in the room
,
part
ing
her legs while she leaned back onto the pillows
;
her fingers teased along her slit in one smooth stroke. She slid two
fingers around her wet entrance,
and then leisurely teased her clit
. Liliana inched one
,
then two fingers inside
of
he
r drenched folds
with a moan
. She
roc
ked
her hips to push them in deeper as her head fell back against the pillow.

She groaned once more as she neared orgasm
.
O
ne
without him
. He'd
want to punish her, and she'd welcome it.
She loved it when he acted all badass around her. In fact, she wanted it.
Even as independent as she had always been, she needed his commanding presence, lust and strength.
It fueled all of those things within her as well.
His needs fed her needs.
Her eyes moved to the door. She grinned.
T
here he stood, leaning against the doorjamb, arms crossed over his muscled chest. He looked angry—the edges of his mouth turned down
and narrowed eyes fix
e
d on her undulating body
.

“Hello
,
lover.
”
Her words were a raspy purr of arousal.

Samael
, her lover and
the objec
t of her lusts, filled the doorway with his presence. Samael, with his l
ithe
,
musc
ular body,
tattoos on his arms, long
,
dark hair that fell past his shoulders,
and when angry,
eyes so dark they were
fathomless
against
his paler
skin
.
He w
as her dark demon, the p
ossessor of her
very
being,
her
soul
.
He continued to stand there, arms crossed over his chest
. Samael’s
dark eyes turn
ed
hazel as they
slowly
traveled her body to focus on her fingers, which continued to
thrust in and out of her pussy. The change in eye
color
was a
sure sign of his rising lust
, a
hue
she was well acquainted with and wanted … no
,
craved to see.

"I ordered you to wait, Lili."
She heard the impatience in his voice.

Biting back a small
moan, she
arched her back
up
off the bed,
her
eyes still connected with his as her fingers curled to stroke her g-spot.

"You order me to do a lot of things, Sami. I don't always listen."

He gave a low warning snarl. A groan from her was the
response
he received
.
He hated when she shortened his name from Samael to Sami. Her eyes moved down his body with leisure, exploring every nuance that made up the fabulous male standing before her. The black t-shirt fit his muscled form well
,
along with the black jeans
that
did little to hide
his huge hard-
on.

"You protest, yet your cock is enjoying the attention I'm giving myself.
Seeing
as you were late
, I thought it would be okay
to start without you. Honestly, do you think I would rather have your cock or my fingers?" All the while, her fingers continued to plunge into her tight core, her legs bent on the bed as she arched her back
. She splayed her legs out before him so that he saw every thrust.

"Lili
,
you're just begging to be spanked." She
shivered
and ran her tongue over her bottom lip. His words sparked more need than fear. His approach was leisurely as he watched her
continue to
pleasure herself
. She moved her free hand between her spread thighs and tugged at her clit.
"Stop your fingers now. Remove them or
you'll
not get what you want from me."

With measured deliberation, Liliana pulled her fingers from her pussy. Keeping her eyes on Samael, she slowly, teasingly licked them clean.
His eyes narrowed
,
and Liliana smirked. "You didn't say I couldn't taste."

"
Remove the fucking dress, Lili. Do it quickly,
or you will not get a chance to come as you need to. Then get your pretty little ass on your knees and hold on to the headboard." His words quickly wiped the smirk off her face. She didn't say anything as she got to her knees and slipped the sundress off, tossing it to the floor. With one last look of
feigned
defiance
, she
turned to settle on her knees with her hands
clutched to
the headboard
. The rustling of his clothing
filled the otherwise silent room,
and then they were skin to skin.
His cock, hard and
throbbing
,
pushed
against the crease of her
ass as his body pressed close to hers
from
behind.

Her breath caught in anticipation of his touching her as she craved. She did not say a word. If Liliana tested him, he would follow through on not letting her come. That could not happen
;
she wanted him bad. A soft mewl slipped from her lips as
the head of his cock
stroked along her dripping entrance. Her hands tightened on the headboard when he pressed into her. His lips
were only an
inch from her ear as he spoke with what could only be devilish delight.

“You’re dripping
,
Lili. So wet for this cock, aren’t you?”