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“Yes,” she answered breathlessly.

He chuckled, deep and throaty. “Which one? You can’t have
both at the same time. Choose.”

She thrust against his finger, her chest heaving from ragged
breaths. He’d do whatever she wanted but damn he wanted to hear her say it.
Wanted to hear her beg him to slide his hard cock inside her.

And damn did he want to know the feel of being inside her
slick depths. Wanted to know it with a desperation that made his cock ache.

Her lust-filled eyes opened halfway as she gazed at him,
still thrusting against his finger.

“I want…” she moaned as he swiped his tongue across her
clit. I want you to make love to me. Be my
one
, Kean. Show me how it
feels to be loved.”

Her words made his heart hitch and his cock jump as his
balls pulled tight against his body. Perfect. He rose from the floor and pulled
her to her feet, wrapping his arms around her, pulling her body into his as
their lips met in an urgent but gentle kiss.

“Please,” she breathed against his lips.

“Yes, I’ll make love to you, Araya. I want nothing more in
this moment.”

He lay her back on the bed and hooked her legs over his
forearms. He spread her wide and settled between her legs. He gripped his shaft
and ran the head of his cock up and down between her flooded lips. Her eyes
rolled back into her head as he pressed into her drenched cunt. Slowly. Inch by
torturous inch. Fuck. She felt great. Hot, wet, ready for him.

He stroked his thumb across her clit as he slowly, ever so
slowly, pumped in and out of her.

“Look at me, Araya. Do you like this? Is this what you
want?”

Her beautiful, golden eyes swam with lust and emotion as she
gazed up at him.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“You feel so good. I could stay inside you for eternity. Ask
for anything you want and I’ll give it to you.”

“I need to know how it feels to…to come with you inside me,”
she finished, her cheeks pinkening but her gaze didn’t leave his.

Her wish was his command. He increased the pressure and the
pace of his strokes on her clit. She cried out as her breath hitched and her
vaginal muscles clenched around his cock. He knew she was close.He
slammed deep inside her and held still letting her work his cock the way she
wanted it, needed it.

“Yes, Kean,” she wailed, her head thrashing back and forth.
Every muscle in his body strained to the point of agony to keep from releasing
his come. Her sexy body thrashing around so close to orgasm, drove him mad.

“You’re so beautiful. So sexy. Tell me you love me, Araya.”

Confusion clouded her eyes.

“It’s your fantasy,” he reminded her. He let go of one of
her legs to lean in and kiss her. Deep. Passionate. Loving. He pulled back just
a little. She gazed into his eyes.

“I love you,” she whispered, then pulled him down for
another kiss.

Kean was shocked by the emotions that raced through him when
she said those words. He was more into the fantasy than he realized. “And I
love you,” he said. He’d never said that to anyone before. Anyone outside
family anyway. It felt odd but right. Not as difficult as he’d always assumed
it’d be.

He saw a tear slip from the corner of her eye and kissed it
away. He gave her deep thrusts of his cock, filling her all the way. He felt
the contractions on his cock become more frequent and her breathing became more
rapid. Yeah, he wanted to feel her climax as he thrust deep inside her.

“That’s it. Kean, please,” she stammered.

“Come for me, Araya,” he demanded.

“Yes, now. Harder,” she wailed.

She gripped the sheets with one fist and dug her nails into
his back with the other. Then she went utterly still, her eyes widening, her
mouth opened and something akin to a scream came out. He’d have thought her in
pain if he hadn’t felt her orgasm drench his cock.

That was it, he could hold back no longer. He roared as
semen spurted from his throbbing erection, her cunt milking him, searing pleasure
spearing from his balls, through his shaft, out the tip of his cock.

He reached a hand between her and the bed and used the last
of his energy to scoot them both fully onto the bed. He reluctantly withdrew
from her and they both moaned at the separation.

He kissed her forehead as he lay beside her draping an arm
across her middle as they both fought to catch their breath.

“How do you feel?” he asked.

Araya’s body hummed with energy, partly from Kean’s seed
flowing through her body, partly from the ecstasy she’d experienced at his
skilled hands. If she’d had a clue how magnificent sexual encounters could be,
she’d never have held out for so many years.

“Exhilarated, content,” she answered.

Maybe this
Sempire
thing wouldn’t be so bad after
all. No. Even though she felt her demon nature taking hold, she still wanted
love, a forever relationship. She wanted it even more now that she’d had a
taste of it with Kean. He’d fulfilled her fondest fantasy. She didn’t know why
but he’d known exactly what she wanted and he’d given it to her if only for a
short time.

“Good,” he said. “Me too. You are incredible.”

She’d been so angry with him, she’d convinced herself she
hated him but she knew now that was a lie. She couldn’t hate the man who’d made
her feel loved. Cherished. Adored.
He
was the incredible one.

Despite his betrayal, she truly enjoyed his company, liked
him and desired him with a passion she’d never known she was capable of.

She’d let herself believe the illusions as he’d requested.
She’d never known she had the ability to let her imagination take such a strong
hold and make her feel, if only for a short time, that she had what she truly
wanted. She wondered if she’d be able to continue fantasizing, to that degree,
in the future so maybe she could fool herself into believing the lie but she
knew in her heart she’d never meet another like Kean.

Her heart already mourned the loss, knowing she had to let
him go, knowing she’d never experience that same depth of emotion again. Maybe
she could see him again one day. No, it would be more difficult to let him go a
second time but she would always carry with her the memory of what they’d
shared tonight.

His breathing slowed and evened out, and she realized he’d
fallen asleep, his arm still draped across her. She imagined falling asleep
with him like this every night and her body hummed its approval. She stroked
the light stubble on his cheek, careful not to wake him. She could easily get
used to this intimacy and her heart ached knowing it was doubtful it’d ever happen
again.

It was time to let him go.

She carefully slid from beneath his arm and off the bed. She
picked up her robe from the floor, walked to the intercom and quietly requested
her mother’s presence.

Chapter Six

As the guard opened the door to Araya’s room, she shoved
past him and stood before her mother. She hadn’t stepped outside her room for
more than three months. It felt odd and exhilarating at the same time.

“What’s the urgency dear? Is everything okay?” Talith looked
her up and down. “I can feel your strength. You’ve fed again.” She smiled and
stepped forward then hesitated.

Araya needed to sell this if she wanted her mother to agree
to Kean’s release, so she threw her arms around her mother and hugged her
tight. “Thank you. I feel better than I’ve ever felt.”

Talith squeezed her tight then pulled back and stared. Araya
kept the smile on her face. She knew her mother wasn’t stupid and she could
tell Talith was searching her face for signs of disingenuousness.

“Mother?” Araya said trying to keep her face from cracking
from the plastered-on smile.

Her mother relented and pulled her back into her arms for an
enthusiastic hug. “Oh Araya. I am so happy for you. Happy for me.” She pulled
back and Araya was surprised to see tears in her mother’s eyes. “I’m sorry for
the… You do understand don’t you? I couldn’t bear to lose you. You are my
daughter and I love you.”

As pissed off as she was, she couldn’t help but warm at
those words. Her mother’s methods had been ridiculous and dangerous but yes she
did understand she’d been trying to save her child’s life.

“I’m still a little upset by your methods.” Araya admitted
honestly. “I mean, an Incubus, Mother? Really?”

Talith had the decency to look abashed. “It was a desperate
move, yes.”

“Well, the end result is this,” she twirled around, “so no
harm done. Plus, he was fantastic.” Araya wondered if she was laying it on too
thick.

“Come on,” Talith grabbed her hand, “let’s surprise your
sister.”

“Wait.” Araya didn’t know how long she could keep up this
happy pretense. “Let’s release Kean first.”

Talith’s gaze narrowed.

“No sense keeping him here longer than necessary. He’s
served his purpose. Besides, have you smelled him? I’m afraid if he sticks
around much longer, I’ll take him again and again. I’d really like to avoid
addiction.”

Talith nodded, seeming to buy her reason. “Good point,
however, we’ll need to make certain you’re not already suffering addiction
before releasing him.”

Oh crap
. “How can we tell?” she asked, trying to keep
her voice from wavering.

“You’ll need to feed from another. If addicted, you won’t be
able to. No one else will work for you.”

Oh. Hell. No.
Think, Araya, think.
“I’m already
drooling just thinking about the males Valia told me we’d scout out together. I
don’t think the mixed-breed is an issue for me. Yeah, he was great but I have
nothing to compare him to. I’m sure there’s better.” Araya almost gagged on
those words. She’d probably never have such a beautiful experience again and to
demean it, even in jest, made her queasy.

Talith studied her for a moment and then agreed. “That train
of thought tells me what I need to know. You’d be very reluctant to let him go
if even slightly dependent on him. This is such a happy day for me. You will
make a wonderful
Sempire
.”

Araya forced herself to mirror her mother’s jubilant gaze.
“Thanks. Let’s get him out of here and then find Valia and have a celebration.”

* * * * *

Kean had been disappointed to awaken to an empty bed, which
wasn’t the norm for him. He didn’t typically stick around for a hell of a lot
of cuddle time. A little, now and then, but not much. He told himself his
disappointment was more because he figured the waking up together and cuddling
would be part of Araya’s fantasy. He only wanted to play it out to its fullest
for
her
benefit.
Yeah, that was it.

He’d thought maybe she’d slipped off to the bathroom when he
heard a door close but that particular door was wide open. Then he’d heard the
voices in the hallway. Another benefit of his demon DNA—better than human
hearing. He strode to the door and concentrated on the voices.

He couldn’t believe his fucking ears. “I don’t think the
mixed-breed is an issue for me. Yeah, he was great but I have nothing to
compare him to. I’m sure there’s better.” Wow, talk about an ego crusher. And
talk about a change in the once romantic female’s attitude. Apparently, he’d
done his job and done it well. Her
Sempire
nature must have already
obliterated her human side.

What did it matter to him? Hell, he’d be released soon and
could get back to his life. He should be ecstatic. So why did his gut feel like
he’d been punched in it?

He jumped back a couple feet when the door handle turned.
Araya stepped inside the room. He would swear her face lit up when she saw him
standing there but that look was quickly replaced with a cool detachment.

“Kean,” she said, no emotion laced her voice. “You can leave
now.”

Just like that, she dismissed him.

Talith stepped inside the room. “Darcon,” she indicated the
guard behind her with a wave of her hand, “will escort you outside the veil,
remove the collar and then you’re free.”

Kean looked back and forth between Talith and Araya. Damn,
he felt a little dirty and not in a good way. Used and dismissed. He needed to
get the hell out of this place. He was turning into a girl.

He shot one last glance at Araya but she still showed no
emotion. Fine. This was what he wanted, right? “Great,” he said tersely, “it’s
about time. I’ll need my clothes.”

“Of course.” Talith motioned to the guard and he
disappeared. “Darcon will return in a moment with your clothes. Thank you for
your
service
mixed-breed. Come Araya, let’s find your sister.”

Araya turned to leave with her mother. “Wait,” Kean said.

She turned back to him and raised a questioning eyebrow. He
had no idea what to say or why he’d stopped her.

“Nothing,” he muttered.

Her expression softened a bit and she said, “Thank you.” She
hesitated and he thought he heard her voice hitch, “For
everything
.”
Then she quickly exited the room.

Kean still stood staring at the door when the guard entered
the room a minute later. Darcon handed Kean his folded clothing, shoes and keys
and he quickly dressed, eager to leave this place and these unwanted feelings
behind.

“Follow me,” the guard grumbled.

He followed the guard down the hallway then down the massive
staircase almost running into Valia at the bottom.

“Hey, Incubus!” She greeted him with a laugh. “Where ya
goin’?”

“Home,” he answered tersely.

Valia’s face turned into a picture of surprise. “Oh. I
thought you’d be staying longer. Where’s my sister?” she asked.

“Looking for you.”

“Darcon, are you taking him through the veil?” He nodded in
answer.

“I will take him,” she volunteered then looped her arm
through Kean’s. Darcon stepped in front of them blocking their path but said
nothing.

“Chill out. He’s collared and I’m much stronger than him
anyway,” she told the guard.

That irked but he was man enough to admit it was probably
true with her being full-blooded demon but his male ego whispered to him that
he could take her if push came to shove.

Kean wondered what the hell she had planned. As gorgeous as
she was, after the night he’d spent with her sister, he really wasn’t up for
feeding
her. He needed to get back to women who wanted him solely for the pleasure he
could provide them, not because they needed to
feed
off him.

When the guard didn’t budge, Valia rolled her eyes. “Fine.
Come with us but follow at a distance.”

They walked through the grand foyer, the intricate fruit
patterns etched into the polished concrete floors shone in the bright light
streaming through the large windows on either side of the massive mahogany
doors. The guard rushed ahead of them to open the door and held it open as they
stepped outside into the veil. He’d never journeyed inside it before. The thick
air enveloped him and seemed to push at him but like on Araya’s balcony it
wasn’t unpleasant just different.

Valia let go of his arm and turned to face him. “I’m really
surprised you’re leaving so soon. Were you given the choice to stay?”

“Why so concerned about me leaving?” he asked.

She shrugged her shoulders. “Just curious.”

“Bullshit.”

She laughed. “I like you, Incubus. Have I mentioned that?”

He folded his arms across his chest. He didn’t know what her
game was and wondered if she knew something he didn’t.

“I just got the feeling you’d want to stick around. That’s
all.”

“Why the hell would I want to
stick around
? I didn’t
want to be here in the first place,” he said.

“True,” she agreed. “But I thought maybe Araya would
convince you to stay.”

“Araya couldn’t wait to get me out of here,” he ground out.
That still burned even though he didn’t care.

“What makes you think that?” she asked.

“I overheard her say so to your mother.”

“Ah, I see,” she said, pursing her lips. “Where is home,
Incubus? I’ll port you to the closest location possible. I assume you can’t do
it yourself.”

Why did these females keep pointing out his undesirable
characteristics?

“Anywhere near Texas,” he answered. He didn’t want to be too
specific in case they ever decided to come after him for any reason. He had no
idea why they would but he didn’t need any demons knowing where he lived.
Period.

She laughed at him. “Texas is a big state. You need to be a
little more specific.”

He opened his mouth to give her a destination at least one
hundred miles from his home. He could take a cab once they parted ways. But she
punched him, playfully, in the arm and spoke before he got the lie out.

“No need to be evasive. If I want to know where you live,
you can lie all you want, I’ll still find out.” She laughed again. “And the more
evasive you are, the more I want to know.”

Fine. “Do you know Club Raze in Dallas? The one your mother
abducted me from?” he asked.

“Actually, yes I do. I’ll take you there,” she said. She
touched his hand and within seconds, they stood in the parking lot of the club.
Darcon came forward and removed the collar from Kean’s neck with, what seemed
to be only a brush of his fingers, then he distanced himself again.

Kean forced his body to steady. Teleporting wasn’t his
thing. He’d only ported a few times in his life with the assistance of some
full-blooded demon associates of his father’s. The porting didn’t sit well with
him then and it obviously still didn’t because his stomach roiled and he had to
fight the urge to puke. Luckily, his car was still here. It surprised him it
hadn’t been towed. Finally, something was going his way.

“Here we are,” Valia said. “So, uh, any parting words?”

“Bye,” Kean answered as he walked to his car.

“Funny. Any message you’d like me to deliver to
anyone
?”
she prompted.

He stopped and turned to face her. “What’s up,
Sempire
?
If you have something to say, say it. If not, I’m getting in my car and going
home.”

She put her hands on her hips. “Such a difficult Incubus,”
she sighed. “My father was a
Sensus
demon—an aura reader and manipulator.
I retained the ability to read, a little anyway, after my transition.”

“And?” Kean asked.

“I can read yours,” she said, giving him a pointed look he
didn’t understand and then she disappeared.

He shook his head and got in his car, sitting there a
moment, trying to figure out what Valia saw in his aura or whatever. When
nothing registered but frustration, he jammed the keys in the ignition, put the
car in gear and sped away toward home.

* * * * *

“There you are,” Araya said, as Valia stepped into the
dining room. Talith and Araya sat at the massive mahogany table piled high with
platters of fruit.

“Where were you?” Talith asked. “We had to start the
celebration without you.”

“Flirting, groping. The usual.” She shrugged and grabbed a
chunk of pineapple and popped it into her mouth. “I heard the Incubus is gone.”

Araya’s chest tightened but she tried to keep her gaze
level. She threw a handful of blueberries into her mouth as a distraction.
“Yep. He’s gone.”

“How do you feel about that?” Valia asked.

Araya narrowed her eyes and shot her sister a look. She
wondered if Valia was attempting to read her aura. “Fine.”

“Good. You’re ready to hit a club with me later tonight?”
Valia asked.

What Araya really wanted to do was lock herself back in her
room and pull the covers over her head. Or maybe drink a couple bottles of
wine, then pull the covers over her head. She decided to keep up the pretense
as long as she could though. “Maybe we can just hang out here tonight. Have a
girl’s night in. Fruit, wine, music, a movie?”

“What?” Valia asked, incredulous. “You’ve been stuck in your
room for months. Let’s go out. Drink. Dance. Flirt.”

“Tomorrow, okay?” She used her best pleading look.

Valia’s shoulders sagged in defeat. “Fine, party pooper.”

“Araya,” her mother’s concerned voice cut in, “are you
certain the Incubus isn’t an issue?”

“Yes,” Araya said quickly. “It’s just… I’ve gone from half
dead to this,” she indicated herself with her hands, “overnight. I’m feeling
pretty overwhelmed. I need a night to let it all sink in. An adjustment
period.”

Talith smiled at her and squeezed her hand. “Understandable.
You’ll be fine, dear.”

“True. I didn’t even consider that,” Valia said. “Okay. Meet
you in the theatre room in ten minutes. You pick the movie—anything with
eye
candy
. I’m going to change my clothes.”