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“Valia!” He yelled and started running again. She didn’t
turn around, but she didn’t run either. She just kept up a steadfast, albeit
unsteady, gait.

“Valia!” He yelled again. Nothing. He ported the rest of the
distance appearing directly behind her.

He grabbed her arm, jerking her around to face him. Her eyes
were closed. What the fuck? He grabbed her shoulders and shook her. Finally,
her eyes popped open but only for a second as she collapsed. He caught her and
swung her into his arms and ported them back to his home. He deposited her onto
the chair beside the bed and closed the door and engaged the rod.

Crouching down in front of her he implored, “Valia, what the
hell were you doing?” When she didn’t respond, he gave her cheek a light smack.

Thankfully, her eyes opened. He noticed how pale she looked.

“I’d rather you smacked my ass,” she joked weakly.

He growled. “Answer me.”

“Whatcha mean? Was sleeping.”

“The door was open. You were a mile from here.”

Her eyes widened. “What? I dreamed you were calling me to
you. Somewhere with steps and columns.”

Debol. That bastard.
He knew of the Incubus ability
to enter dreams. He should have known Debol wouldn’t drop his fascination with
her, but he hadn’t expected this.

“You weren’t hurt?”

“No.”

Relief surged through his veins and without thinking about
his next action, he hugged her to him.

“Crushing me,” she grunted.

He instantly let her go. Relief he hadn’t lost her, before
his time with her was up, flooded him. That’s all that was about he assured
himself.

“Sit there,” he commanded. He quickly ripped the scratchy
sheets off the bed and grabbed the bag he’d dropped in his panic on finding her
missing and quickly unpackaged and draped the new sheets on the bed.

His excitement at seeing her reaction was cut short when he
turned and saw that she had slumped down in the chair and her eyes were closed
again. He scooped her up and laid her on the bed sitting beside her.

“
Sempire
,” he said, his voice harsher than intended,
“what is your problem?”

Her eyes opened halfway. “Valia sounds much better rolling
off that skilled tongue of yours,” she teased halfheartedly.

“You will tell me what’s wrong, now.”

She reached up to pull his head down to hers but he felt no
strength behind her actions. Her pupils dilated and she inhaled deeply. “Fuck
me, Rydin. Or let me take your cock in my mouth.” Her pupils dilated more. “You
know what I need.”

She needed semen. Damn. He had zero intention of feeding her
in that manner. He thought
Sempires
could go for several days without
but she was weak. Undeniably.

“How long since you last fed?”

“Four or five days.”

“Why so long?”

“Been busy.” She gave a weak smile. “Rydin,” she whispered,
averting her eyes, “I remember. You in the cell. Me. I didn’t know. I had no
memory of it. I still don’t really know how it happened. I get why you don’t
wanna feed me, but if you won’t, at least bring me someone who will. Your
revenge won’t be much fun if I’m passed out. Unless comatose chicks are your
thing.”

He growled. “No one will touch you but me,
Sempire
.
You are mine until midnight tomorrow. How is it that you suddenly remember? You
swore you didn’t know what I was talking about.”

“A dream. You coaxed me there. I saw it all except how you
got there in the first place, but I have a pretty good guess.”

Rydin jumped to his feet and paced the floor.
Fuck
.
He didn’t want to hurt her, but he didn’t want to feed her. Not like that.
She’d fed from him over and over those three days he’d been captive. He’d sworn
he’d never feed another
Sempire
in his life. Especially not her. And she
suddenly remembered and felt remorse in her time of desperation? Very convenient.

His mind rebelled against believing her but he somehow felt
her truth. Being around this female was damn confusing. Hell, being away from
her was damn confusing. He’d felt her distress all the way into the human
realm. If he had gotten back a few minutes later… He shuddered at the thought
of her being treated like the female in Debol’s lair.

But, he couldn’t leave her like this. She’d weaken more with
each passing hour and from the looks of her she wouldn’t make it until tomorrow
at midnight. He’d have to help her because he’d be damned if anyone else would
touch her on his watch. Hell no. The thought of it made his gut roil and her
hunger, her pain, called to him, called to him to feed her, to soothe her. A
part of him wanted nothing more than to feed her and to see the ecstasy on her
face as his semen invigorated and strengthened her body.

His cock stiffened at the thought. He’d missed out on most
of his second day and night with her and he refused to miss another minute.
Yeah, he’d have to make one allowance for feeding her, but only one. He could
live with it and he knew he’d enjoy it whether his mind acknowledged it or not.

He stripped out of his clothes and joined her on the bed. He
pulled his tank top over her head and tossed it to the floor exposing her
gorgeous, naked form.

“How’d I cost you fifty years? I didn’t get that from the
dream.”

“Shut up,
Sempire
. Not the best subject if you want
to be fed.”

She traced a finger along his jawline. “I just wanna know
what happened. Until a few hours ago, I thought you were crazy. Now I
have…guilt. I don’t like it.”

His lips crashed into hers to shut her up. Now was not the
time for such conversation. She met the ferocity of his kiss, tongue thrust for
tongue thrust, her pineapple scent intoxicating him. He wanted to devour her,
every smooth, delicious inch of her.

He moved lower and sucked a tasty nipple into his mouth
growling as her hands dug into his scalp and caressed his horns. Damn that felt
good. No other females had ever taken an interest in his horns and he loved
that she did. The urge to mark her as his in some way overwhelmed him and she
squealed when he nipped the swell of her breast just hard enough to leave a
small mark.

“Rydin,” she breathed. “Lovin’ the foreplay but I
need
you.”

Why did hearing that make his chest swell? He swiped his
tongue over her other nipple and looked up at her. “Are you ready for me?”

Her eyes dilated and her voice was deeper and huskier than
he’d ever heard it. “Flip over.”

He wasn’t used to taking orders from females, but the look
in her eyes had him putting aside his male ego and he rolled onto his back
pulling her on top of him. She pulled away and scooted down his body and sucked
one of his balls into her mouth rolling her tongue around it gently. He shot
straight up in the bed, his voice rough as he said, “What are you doing?”

She released his ball and grinned at him. “Havin’ my way
with you. Chill out.”

She dipped her head back down and closed her mouth around
his other ball. No one had ever done that to him before and the sensation drove
him wild. He was about to grab her, pin her to the bed and dive into her when
she licked his cock from base to tip and sucked him into her mouth.

Her warm, soft lips, her salivating mouth, pulled at him,
pleasure spearing through him. Watching her work him, her red hair rubbing
against his thighs as her head bobbed up and down, was the most erotic site
he’d ever seen. She gazed up at him, her pupils so dilated they obliterated the
gold.

She worked him faster, sucked harder, ran the tip of her
tongue around the head of his cock. Her pineapple and lust scent increased,
made his head swim and he needed to explode—wanted to explode in her mouth.
Feed her, nourish her.

The feel and taste of Rydin’s cock in her mouth drove Valia
into a frenzy. The alluring musky scent of his semen spurred her on. She needed
it now. Needed him. She lightly cupped and massaged his balls as she sucked him
into her mouth over and over, faster and faster. He tensed and the growing
scent of his semen overwhelmed her senses. He was close but she needed him over
the edge.

Sucking his cock made her wild with want. She felt her
wetness coating and dripping down her thighs, her clit pulsing, begging for
attention. She slid her hand between her legs, to relieve the pressure there.

“Turn around,” Rydin demanded, his voice raw with passion.

She obeyed quickly, maneuvering her body around so he could
reach her area of need. He immediately wet his fingers with her juices and
rubbed her swollen clit with expert strokes. She moaned around his cock as his
hips bucked shoving it to the back of her throat, his pre-come making her lips,
mouth and tongue tingle.

God he tasted good. She could suck him all day, but she was
torn between swallowing him and taking him inside her, feeling him fill her
wanton cunt with everything he had. Feel him come undone as he unleashed inside
her.

His cock thickened, turned to steel as she sucked with
vigor. His primal growl pushed her over the edge as delicious, ropy jets of
semen filled her mouth. He shoved two fingers inside her clenching pussy as her
orgasm overtook her. She worked his cock until she’d milked every last drop
from it. The effect of his semen nourishing and strengthening her as she rode
out the last waves of orgasm.

In this moment, everything felt right, more right than she’d
ever experienced. In this moment, the void was filled, she was sated,
energized, happy.

She rolled her tongue around the underside of his softening
shaft and she felt him shudder and tug at her hips.

“Come,” he said.

She reluctantly let his cock slip from her mouth and between
gasps said, “Already did.”

He chuckled lightly, his breathing still ragged. “I meant,
come here.”

She turned around, crawled up the bed and collapsed next to
him but he pulled her closer, her head on his chest. The sound of his erratic
heartbeat filled her ears. Her body hummed, strengthening as his seed coursed
through her.

“Nice sheets.” She sighed as she rubbed her palm over the
soft cotton.

She’d swear she felt embarrassment run through him.

“I wanted new sheets anyway,” he told her. “Tonight was the
first opportunity I had to purchase new ones.”

She pouted. “Aw, I thought they were for me.”

“Why would I waste money on you?” He sneered but there was
no heat behind his words and his aura read as sated and… Was that contentment,
happiness? She spotted the shopping bag on the floor and giggled. “What’s
amusing you now, female?”

“You, shopping at Van’s Linens and Lingerie. That’s frickin’
amusing.”

He grunted. “That’s what was available to me.”

“Come.” Rydin stood and pulled Valia with him.

Feeling more invigorated than she’d ever felt before, she
stretched and did a little twirl.

“Where we goin’?”

“I’m going to show you something.” He pulled on a pair of
sweats that hugged his rock-hard ass and a tight t-shirt that stuck to every
contour of his muscled chest and abs.

He stopped her when she bent to grab his tank top from the
floor and inclined his head toward the shopping bag. “Put that on.”

She propped her hands on her hips. “A bag? Really? So not
funny.”

He released an exasperated sigh. “Look inside.”

What? He’d bought her something? Valia’s excitement rose as
she flounced to the bag and dug into it pulling out a beautiful, silky
light-green nightie. She turned back to face him.

“Why?” she asked, confused.

“Do you like it?”

She quickly drew it over her head and let the silken fabric
caress her body as it slipped down to cover her. It was a very good fit. Her
heart did a little flip-floppy thing at his unexpected gesture and at the
approval that shone on his face and his aura. There was that lust again.

“Love it. But, why?” she asked again. Considering his want
for revenge and how much he must dislike her, she couldn’t imagine why he went
through the trouble of making her more comfortable. It made her feel worse
about what she’d done to him. Beneath his rough exterior, there was at least a
little compassion, and it made her like him more. She could feel him struggling
to close himself off.

He shrugged and said, “Got tired of you wearing my shirts.
Come,” he repeated and walked to the front door. She followed, truly curious to
see what he wanted to show her.

He opened the door and stepped outside. Turning back, and
seeing her still standing in the doorway, he said, “What are you waiting for?”

“You may be all tough skinned, but my delicate feet and that
funky ground don’t mix.”

He shook his head and scooped her into his arms. “Spoiled,”
he muttered.

She ignored the jibe not really understanding why being
spoiled should be a bad thing. He carried her effortlessly and she reveled in
his strength and the way his warm, muscled arms supporting her made her feel
safe.

After he’d carried her for at least a mile she fidgeted in
his arms. “Why all the walking? Hello. You’re a
Ferox
demon. Flash
already.”

“So impatient. You said you’d never been here before.
Thought you might want to look around. Take in the scenery.”

“Scenery? This realm is super creepy. Ugly. Not awesome.”

“Fine.” A second later, they appeared next to a body of water.
It was black, streaked with four colorful reflections. One red, one blue, one
silver, one amber. She almost protested when he put her down, but her feet
landed on a soft green mound of grass. The colorful lights shining on the black
water dazzled her. She looked up and gasped. Four glowing moonlike orbs, hung
low in the black sky glowing as though they were four demonic eyeballs, but
beautiful, not creepy.

The area bathed in the light of the moons was alive and
green, unlike the dead, blackened area she’d seen when trying to escape. A
flowery crown containing hundreds of varieties of blooming flowers, surrounded
the perimeter of the water.

She looked up at Rydin and smiled. She was surprised and
thrilled that he returned her smile. “It’s…” She couldn’t think of a single
word descriptive enough to capture it.

“I know,” he said. “I wanted you to see that not everything
here is super creepy and ugly, as you put it.”

She marveled at the moons again and then looked around her
wondering what lurked in the shadows. It was as if the dark of the demon realm
swallowed the lights outside a certain point.

“Don’t worry. The vilest demons tend to avoid this place.”

“But you don’t?”

He shook his head. “It’s the closest thing to sunlight
here.”

“What are they?”

“The story is that four elementals were captured and
enslaved by a powerful demon to wreak havoc where and when he saw fit.
Elementals are neutral by nature, not on one side or the other, free spirits
with their own agendas. He decided to attempt breeding his minions with the
elementals to create elemental demons who would do his bidding without
hesitation. The elementals finally joined forces and encased themselves into
the pure energy of their elements. Supposedly, those moons are them. Forever
trapped but at least not suffering those tortures anymore.”

“Wow. Is it true?”

He shrugged.

“Well, thanks for showing me. Never seen anything so
beautiful.”

His intense amber gaze bored into her, her chest
constricting.

“Me either.”

An electric current surrounded her and she’d swear he felt
it too. He bent down as she rose on her tiptoes, their lips meeting in a soft
kiss that quickly turned hungry. He lifted her and her legs wrapped around his
waist, his erection pressing against her already-wet pussy.

“I want you,” she gasped out between tongue thrusts. “Here.
Now.”

He grunted. “Still hungry?”

“I want you, whether you feed me or not. Just want.”

She’d been so wrapped up in the kiss and the desperate need
to feel his warm skin on hers, to have him fill her, that she hadn’t noticed
he’d carried her to the water’s edge. He slid her down his body until she stood
before him and yanked the nightie over her head, letting it fall to the ground.
He made quick work of shrugging out of his clothes, then scooped her up and
carried her into the water. She tensed, assuming it would be cold, but it
warmed her skin, tingled.

Chest-deep in the water, Rydin lifted her until her breasts
emerged. His tongue swirled around one until it tightened almost painfully,
then dragged a path across the valley between her breasts and did the same to
the other. Valia leaned back, the back of her head resting on the water’s
surface.

Rydin pulled her up and tongued the hollow between her neck
and collarbone. It was a good thing she was in the water because she burned,
burned for his touch. He’d spanked her, bitten her, fucked her hard and fast
but she’d yet to experience his tenderness. Didn’t know how much she’d love it.

He licked up to her earlobe and nipped it lightly as she
wrapped her arms around him and kneaded his back. She pushed her body down
until her pussy brushed against his engorged cock. A moan escaped her as she
tightened her legs around him and slid up and down, rubbing her clit on the
head of his erection.

He sucked in a breath and said against her ear, “You tempt
me beyond reason, drive me insane with lust. Take me inside you. Fuck me as you
want, Valia. Work us both to ecstasy.”

His warm breath in her ear, his words, him saying her name,
warmed her, spiked her want for him. She reached down and grabbed him as her
legs squeezed, pulling their bodies together, impaling herself on his cock. Her
head fell back as she ground against him, him filling her completely.

The scene before Rydin hypnotized him. Valia reared back,
her nipples peeking above the water with her grinding movements on his dick,
her moans of pleasure as the light of the moons bathed her. Beauty, perfection…
Those words didn’t do her justice.

He didn’t fully understand what had possessed him to bring
her to this place. Not exactly revenge-like behavior, but to hell with it. This
sumptuous picture would be burned into his mind for the rest of eternity.
Totally worth it.

Valia was the most beautiful, sensual creature he’d ever
seen. In this moment, he treasured her, wanted nothing more than to please her,
give her anything she wanted. She was dangerous to him, he knew it. She fogged
his brain, made him feel things, made him want more. More what, he hadn’t
figured out yet, but he didn’t want to lose this feeling.

Valia jerked up, her eyes squeezed shut, her breathing
quickening, fingers digging into his shoulders.

“Come for me, Valia. When I feel your exquisite cunt clench
around my dick, I’ll fill you with my seed.”

Her eyes flew open questioningly, suspiciously, but her hips
moved faster, grinding them together fervently. Damn, would he ever experience
such passion again? He couldn’t imagine feeling so fulfilled by another female.
Fulfilled? What was she doing to him? Making him feel so full of life, so
desired, so intense.

She gasped and moaned and her legs squeezed so tightly
around him, he thought a rib might crack. “Feels so… Rydin, I’m…” The water
sloshed around them as her movements became more frantic.

He thrust against her as she stilled, her head hanging back,
mouth open as her orgasm overtook her. Rydin followed, the burning pleasure
spearing from his balls, up his shaft. He bellowed as he buried himself deep
inside her and shot his seed into her welcoming pussy.

He slumped forward, resting his forehead between her
breasts, her heartbeat pounding, the water licking at their skin.

“Wow,” she breathed.

He shuddered and groaned as her tongue slid across one of
his horns, the sensation too much to bear in his already over-sensitized state.

She giggled. “I’ve been dying to do that.”

Rydin looked up into her face, shining in the light of the
moons. Her half-lidded golden eyes sparkling. As much as he’d like to stand in
the water, their naked bodies pressed together, forever, he needed to get her
back to his home. He already sensed onlookers right outside the boundary of the
lighted area. He didn’t care for himself but the thought of other demons seeing
her, lusting after her, disgusted him.

He carried her to the shoreline and used his clothes to wipe
her dry before quickly covering her with the silken lingerie and ported them
home. He would have simply ported them from the water, but he didn’t want to
leave the nightie. He’d bought it for her and he hadn’t missed her excitement
at the gift.

“Hungry?” he asked as he grabbed a towel from the dresser
and tossed it to her to dry her hair, then grabbed another, drying himself
before pulling on a pair of sweats.

She caught the towel, bending side to side, squeezing the
water out of her hair. “Nope. Not anymore.”

The soul-searing smile she bestowed upon him, dazzled him.
He didn’t like to think of anyone else being treated to such a prize as that.
It was his and his alone. At least for a little while longer and he made a
mental note to do something that would bring it out of her again soon.

He scooped her up and carried her to the bed and climbed in
behind her. “Sleep,
Sempire
.”

“Yes, Rydie.”

* * * * *

Rydin awakened to a fantastic sensation. Valia’s warm body
pressed to his. Her free arm draped across his chest and her leg bent and
blanketing his dick. And the damn sheets. He hated to admit it but the softness
of the sheets felt great.

He inhaled her pineapple scent and decided he’d never wash
the sheets. It’d be a shame to lose her fragrance after she left and today was
his last day with her. He fought against the shitty mood suddenly threatening
to consume him. He’d make the most of this day and then he’d let her go and
he’d go on with his life as he had before.

The stabbing pain of Debol’s summons made him jerk upright
in bed dislodging Valia’s delicious body from his and drawing a grunt from her.

“Wow,” she brushed hair out of her face and sat up.
“Fucked-up way to wake a girl.”

“It was certainly not the way I had in mind,” he ground out.

“What’s the prob?”

“Fucking Debol.”

Valia tugged at his shoulders. “Forget him. Take a few
minutes to wake me properly,” her suggestive tone engaged his lust and the fact
he couldn’t act on it pissed him off. Hell, the reason he couldn’t act on it
was because of her.

He snarled and jerked out of her reach. “I can’t forget him
for another twenty years thanks to you.”

“Wow. Someone woke up wearing their grouchy-pants.”

“Don’t forget what this is about, female. Don’t think just
because I made allowances for your diet that anything has changed. You are my
prisoner. Nothing more.”

He’d swear a look of hurt washed over her features but
disappeared in an instant as she jumped off the bed and stomped over to him and
poked him in the chest.

“Quit being a dickwad. Your mood swings are making me wanna
break your nose again. Either tell me about this terrible thing I did to make
you lose fifty years, or shut up about it. Geez!”

“What you did to me? The nights I spent locked in your cell
caused me to fail my last task and
that
bound me to Debol for another
fifty years.”

Her face paled and voice cracked. “I didn’t know. Rydin, I
had no memory—”

He didn’t want to hear about her lack of memory anymore, so
he ported away from her before she could finish.

* * * * *

Rydin never enjoyed his meetings with Debol but he resented
this one passionately. He wanted to snap his contract holder’s slimy fucking
neck for trying to steal Valia and for ruining his morning with her. He hadn’t
intended to be a
dickwad
as she’d called him. It was the farthest thing
from his mind, but his annoyance and anger had gotten the best of him. He
actually wanted to apologize to her and as soon as he got home, he would
apologize the best way he knew how—by fucking her to ecstasy.

He was sure Debol had truly wanted Baden, but he could have
sent another of his lackeys or could have given Rydin a better time line. The
sneaky bastard had wanted Rydin out of the way so he could use his Incubus
tricks to lure Valia to his lair.

After passing the guards’ scrutiny, he stood outside Debol’s
office door and breathed deeply a few times in attempt to rein in his anger.
Being belligerent with Debol was rarely a good idea.