Summoning Darkness (5 page)

There was no way to truly destroy a demon in the mortal realm. Her only option was to toss him back into the Underworld. And when she did, he’d be ready. Because there was no way he was allowing another Forgotten soul to escape. Falling for Lillian and allowing her to take advantage of him had been the biggest mistake he’d made in his entire existence. He wouldn’t repeat it twice.

Heidi might not know it, but she was his ticket to redemption, his chance to prove his loyalty to Baal and make up for his lapse in judgment. Once he accomplished that, Baal would have to recognize his devotion and reinstate him among the Demon Guardians.

After centuries of waiting, a chance to make amends had presented itself. And there was no way he was letting it slip by because the sight of Heidi’s perfect body taunted him with the promise of a few minutes of ecstasy. No matter what it took, he had to remain in complete control.

“Spread her legs.” Varin’s voice echoed off the walls, sounding too loud in the confined space.

Luke stared at him, his brows drawn down in confusion. Though he tried to pretend the thought didn’t arouse him, Varin saw the way the man’s cock twitched and began to harden.

Heidi cleared her throat. “Do as he says.”

Varin couldn’t stifle the smile that tugged at his lips. She understood. It would be so much easier if she went along with what he had in mind. Sexual magic was the key to opening the portal that would allow him entry back into Hell. He could cast the spell that would rip a hole in the fabric of time and space on his own, but to do that he’d need to allow her to arouse him to the point of climax. That was much too risky. While he was in the throes of orgasm, Heidi could simply siphon all that energy and gain the upper hand. Even bound, he didn’t want to underestimate her. No, he’d simply let her do all the hard work. It was clear she’d spent her magical energy reserves on the summoning, and then again on the spells she’d cast to heal Luke, and to try to bind Varin. Until she replenished what she’d lost, she wouldn’t be able to open another portal. He’d let her think she had the upper hand. He’d play along and wait for the opportunity when he could snatch Luke and bring him back to Baal. Better yet, he’d bring them
both
to Baal. That would practically guarantee his redemption.

Luke moved forward cautiously. He placed his palms on Heidi’s bent knees and spread them apart, then glanced up, his mouth set in a grim line. “There. Are you happy now?”

Varin gazed between Heidi’s legs and nearly groaned. Her pink nether lips were coated with cream and her folds glistened in the pale candlelight. Her dark red thatch of curls was a stunning contrast to her pale, ivory skin. As though taunting him, she arched her back and lifted her hips off the altar.

It took all of Varin’s self-control to answer Luke’s question. “Not hardly.”

Luke took a step back from the altar. His cock was fully erect now, spearing the air before his stomach. “I’m not doing this again,” Luke said between gritted teeth. “I won’t fuck her this way. Not again.”

Varin took two steps forward and closed the distance between them. He clamped his hand around Luke’s neck and lifted the man off his feet. Luke gave a strangled cry and Varin knocked him backward, into the wall.

“You’ll do whatever I say, or she dies. Is that what you want?”

“Don’t hurt him, you son of a bitch!” The raw, genuine concern in Heidi’s voice tore through Varin’s soul to grip his heart, then lodged there to torture him. Even though she had no idea what Varin planned to do to her, she worried about Luke.

“You must really love him,” Varin mused. “Not every woman would have taken the kind of risk you did to pull her lover out of the depths of Hell.”

“Yeah, well, I’m not every woman.”

Images of Lillian’s face distorted in rage flooded Varin’s mind. Being with her, he’d learned what it felt like to love another person. And he’d also learned what it felt like to be betrayed, to have his heart torn into a million pieces. For centuries, he’d had to pay for the mistake he’d made in allowing himself to feel something other than the pure hatred that was the staple of the Underworld.

Varin closed his eyes, pushing the memories of Lillian from his mind. His hand tightened around Luke’s neck and the man groaned.

“If you hurt him, I swear --”

“You’ll what?” Varin blinked his eyes open and loosened his hold. “It seems to me you’re in no position to make demands of any kind. So be a doll and tell your boyfriend to cooperate.”

She sighed. “I’ll be all right, Luke. Do as he says and I promise I’ll get us both out of here.”

Luke narrowed his eyes. He looked like he was about to argue, but he closed his mouth and nodded firmly instead. “Fine.”

Varin released him. Rubbing a hand over his throat, Luke returned to Heidi’s side.

“Touch her. I want your fingers in that hot, moist pussy.”

Heidi clasped her lower lip between her teeth, then released it. Her mouth glistened wetly and Varin felt his self-control slip another notch. He wanted nothing more than to shove Luke out of the way, bend over the altar and claim her mouth with his.

Would she taste as sweet as she looked? If he hadn’t seen her cast a spell, he’d never have thought her capable of standing toe to toe with a demon. From the graceful flow of her body to her sleek red curls, she exuded youthful innocence.

But then again, so had Lillian. And he knew full well how that turned out. Luke splayed his right palm over Heidi’s stomach. With the index and middle fingers of his other hand, he parted Heidi’s labia. Her arousal permeated the room and Varin’s body reacted instinctively to her scent. His cock pulsed, aching to bury itself in her tight cunt. His balls drew up into his sac.

Gritting his teeth, Varin wrapped his palm around his shaft and stroked himself firmly, stifling a groan. Fuck, but that felt good. It had been so long since he’d allowed himself to experience any kind of pleasure. He’d forgotten what it felt like to give in to his sexual urges.

“She likes that,” Varin said, smearing a drop of pre-cum over the head of his cock. “Let’s see what else she likes.”

Luke clenched his jaw, but Varin saw the excitement glittering in his eyes. He might pretend this wasn’t what he wanted to do, but Varin knew how the man had spent the last two years. Luke’s hunger had already begun to imbue the air with a sizzling heat that would eventually form into usable strands of magic.

Although he could order Luke to fuck Heidi immediately, he needed more lingering sexual energy to ensure the portal would open.

“Thrust your fingers inside her. Two of them. Slowly.”

This time, Luke didn’t waver on the brink of indecision. His fingers slid easily through Heidi’s cream-soaked slit. He lingered momentarily as his fingertips sought her slick entrance, then disappeared inside her channel. Heidi moaned. Her entire body trembled with pent-up desire. Her silky, milk-white bare skin broke out in goose bumps as Luke worked his fingers in and out of her.

Varin’s gaze was fixed on the curve of her small, pert breasts. The tiny, dark points of her nipples beckoned to him, inviting him to lower his head and take one of them between his teeth. He ached with the need to touch her, to feel her nimble body pressed against his.

“Yes,” she murmured, her hips driving the motion between her legs. “Oh, God, Luke, I’ve waited so long for this.” She sucked in a deep breath between her teeth. “I hadn’t envisioned it would be quite like this, but I’ve dreamed of having your fingers, your mouth, your cock.”

Varin gritted his teeth. His fist worked his shaft harder, tugging on the delicate skin with each thrust. Sexual energy built in the air, gathering like a storm cloud above their heads.

Luke lowered his head until his mouth hovered above Heidi’s. He murmured something Varin couldn’t hear and Heidi moaned, lifted her head and pressed her lips to his.

She writhed beneath Luke’s thrusts, giving him everything he demanded and more. Their mouths seemed fused together. Luke’s eyes were closed. Ecstasy flittered over his features. The fingers of his right hand slid upward and he cupped Heidi’s breast in his hand, rolling her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

Bitter agony lodged itself in Varin’s chest. He felt like an intruder. A part of him wanted to tear Luke away from Heidi and convince him she was playing him, that she couldn’t be trusted. She was no different from Lillian, and she’d betray her lover at the first opportunity. And another part of him, the part that the wraiths and the Guardians hadn’t been able to beat out of him, envied Luke fiercely. Everything he felt confused him. His emotions, his concern for Heidi, his envy of Luke, all that was wrong. He was as certain of it as though the Prince of Darkness himself had leaned over and whispered it in his ear, yet he couldn’t help the feelings that roiled through him. For the first time in Varin’s long existence, uncertainty and doubt flittered into his gut, the unfamiliar emotions rapidly tearing through his already wavering selfcontrol. Varin struggled to focus, yet he moved as though in a sexual trance. He trailed his fingertips along Heidi’s inner thigh. Desire arced through him at the feel of her silky leg. When he reached her pussy, he felt the heat emanating from her core.

With an agonized groan, he clamped his hand on top of Luke’s. The man started and pulled his mouth from Heidi’s.

Varin yanked Luke’s fingers from Heidi’s depths. “Enough. I want to see if she can give as well as she takes.”

A shiver of fear mingled with arousal raced down Heidi’s spine. Darkness surrounded her from all sides. It sent a tremor through her belly, but it felt familiar, too. The first time Luke had made love to her, she’d been locked in a coffin. She’d experienced incredible bliss as he teased her with his fingers and his tongue before ultimately offering her what she wanted most.

Then, his cock had been everything she’d dreamed about, and more. It had filled her to capacity, stretched her pussy with every thrust, yet she’d begged for more. And when she came, even though she couldn’t see his eyes, she could imagine her face reflecting in their depths. It felt almost right that he’d fuck her again like this. Although the sensual deprivation should have been terrifying, the darkness offered comfort. It allowed her to extend her other senses and listen for the soft tread of footfalls on stone that signaled Varin nearing the altar. Certain Varin would touch her, she’d swept the tip of her tongue through her parted lips into Luke’s mouth to draw him closer, intent on distracting him from Varin’s approach. The sexual energy thrumming through the room continued to build at a steady pace, but it was still a long way off from accumulating enough power to re-open the portal. She needed Luke, in more ways than one. Without his hunger for her, she couldn’t gather enough magical energy to do what had to be done. And while allowing herself to ride the cresting wave of ecstasy would imbue the magic with her heightened abilities, she couldn’t risk losing control. She’d only allow herself to climax if she knew with absolute certainty Varin was just as distracted and therefore unable to take advantage of the sudden surge in magical power.

Until then, she had to ensure he believed her desire was genuine. And after two years of longing, it was.

“What do you mean?” Suspicion tinged Luke’s voice. “I won’t make her do anything she doesn’t want to do.”

The sound emanating from Varin in response sounded to Heidi like a deep growl, starting from low in his chest and spreading outward, until it imbued the room with a feral masculine energy even she couldn’t deny. Her pulse quickened, and the arousal slicking her folds intensified. Damn. It had been too long since she’d been thoroughly fucked. If she’d allowed herself to indulge in some mutually pleasurable sex play, she wouldn’t be so sex starved now as to respond to a demon, of all things. She knew better. Hell, she’d sent enough of them back to the Underworld to understand exactly what they were capable of. Demons were cruel beings who delighted in mortal pain. No matter how irresistible Varin had felt while lying on top of her, and despite the raw masculine stamina that practically oozed from his every pore, she had to remind herself that he was no different.

“It’s fine,” Heidi said. She felt the men move aside and could imagine the angry looks they sent one another. Stifling a sigh, she tilted her body to her side, then rose to her knees. The bonds made it difficult to maneuver, but she managed. “What is it you want of me?”

Someone’s fingers tangled in her hair. Judging by the way he yanked her by the tresses and pulled her head back, it wasn’t Luke.

“I know what you need,” Varin whispered in her ear. His breath was hot, like the way she imagined the air in Hell would be. But instead of decay and the scent of pure evil, he smelled faintly sweet, like he’d eaten strawberries just minutes earlier.

“You can’t have him, you know,” Heidi murmured. “I won’t let you take him back.”

Varin yanked harder. Tears flooded Heidi’s eyes but her nipples stiffened, and a dewy drop of cream slid down her inner thigh, slicking her skin. She’d known why the other Summoners always chose her to perform for the demons. With the exception of Juliet, who ran the Taken By Force dungeon and often availed herself of its particular brand of service, most of the Summoners’ tastes ran to the tamer aspects of sexual pleasure. Heidi, on the other hand, responded to pain. Though getting punched and kicked brought no pleasure, the kiss of a whip sent heat to stream in a flooding spiral straight to her pussy. Likewise a gentle, open-palmed slap against the curve of her ass was often more arousing than an openmouthed kiss. Perhaps it was the way she’d lost her virginity, locked in a coffin with the threat of annihilation by demon, that had caused her wires to cross, resulting in the ability to find pleasure in pain. Or perhaps she’d always been that way. Part of the reason she’d waited until she was thirty to have sex was because she hadn’t met a man who looked like he could satisfy her. And as far as Heidi was concerned, no sex was always better than mediocre sex.

Varin rasped his tongue across the side of her neck. A tremor ran through her, sending blazing heat to stream in her veins.