Free The Demon's Bargain (Demons Unleashed Erotic Novellas) by Lisa Alder

hers. He was a Demon. Bound to no one. But then curiosity got the better of Amara. “Why will you never see him?”
    For as much as her time here was enjoyable, she knew soon it would come to an end and Vetis would be entertaining someone else in his bed. Her mouth pulled down and she refused to acknowledge the weight that constricted her chest.
    “Oh, we are not allowed congress with the Demon nobility.” Laia twirled her finger around the ivy twined in her red hair. “It’s against the rules.”
    “Stupid rules.” Cleta pinched her own nipple.
    Amara couldn’t look away from Cleta’s hands as she aroused herself. Amara’s pulse spiked as Cleta’s face tautened and her breathing increased.
    “Cleta, we haven’t started yet,” Thalia reprimanded.
    Started what? “Why are you here then?”
    “Settle into the bath and we’ll begin your lesson.” Laia laced her fingers with Amara’s and tugged her toward the steaming water.
    “What lesson?”
    Thalia and Cleta unhooked the ties at Amara’s shoulder. “Vetis requests you to learn to pleasure yourself.”
    ***
    Vetis and Zepar took up the same positions outside the gambler’s cell. Except this time the man lay on the simple cot, his body sprawled in slumber, while his cock tented his drawstring pants.
    He dreamed of men abusing his wife while he looked on, cock in hand. But the gambler’s dream revealed what his conscious mind had not. He hungered for male flesh and his arousal stemmed from watching the other men’s aroused penises.
    Vetis growled low in his throat. “He has no remorse for the way he treated her.”
    Rage thundered through his body, blood pumped through him, the vein at his temple threatened to pop. Each heartbeat delivered a violent need to kill this miserable excuse for a Human.
    “How are we the Demons?”
    Zepar stepped closer to Vetis, lay his hand heavily upon his shoulder, and offered his sympathy. “We are not.”
    “We must prod him to dream of what we need to see, not this...abomination.” He swallowed deep in his throat at the fury of watching sweet Amara be abused.
    They had both seen worse. He’d corrupted people over less. And Zepar’s seductions were not always of the wholesome sort. But this was Amara.
    Zepar said, “We will have our revenge.”
    They nudged the gambler’s dream, pushing him toward another type of satisfaction. The dream shifted to the man standing in a pile of gold coins, laughing while the Fae probed his mind. Unfortunately, the dream solidified nothing except that the gambler truly did conspire with the Fae.
    “You know what must be done,” Zepar said softly.
    Vetis had to let her go. They needed them out of the castle.
    “In the morning.” He would have tonight. She would have tonight.
    “Now would be better.”
    “The bargain must be met. If we deviate from the terms, Edward and the Fae could become suspicious,” Vetis gritted out. Silently he promised. She will have her pleasure.
    Although right now he wasn’t sure who needed the pleasure more.
    And he couldn’t fathom why he was so insistent on fulfilling her. But the more time he spent with Amara the more he understood she had no joy in her life.
    He refused to think about how his bargain had turned into more. For him, for her, tonight was about ultimate pleasure.
    “You’re right. We must fulfill the terms of the bargain.” Zepar shifted his cock in his breeches and leered at Vetis. “Do you want my assistance?”
    No! The thought roared through Vetis but he forced himself to smile easily. “No. The moon will be full tonight. You must gather as much energy for whatever attack the Fae have planned.”

Chapter Twelve
    Amara reclined on the chaise in Vetis’s chamber, the room illuminated only by the bright light of a full moon. The velvet curtains were tied back to let in the silvery light. Amara savored the cool, silent midnight.
    The room was redolent with the scents of lavender, rose, and feminine arousal.
    The Graces had