Free Good Intentions by Elliott Kay Page B

have made anything clear to me, it is that you have a good soul and tremendous strength of will . I suspect there is much more of your mother in you than your father.” “Maybe, but…if I can trust you, will you help me make sure I don’t wind up like that?” Lorelei looked at him for a long moment, and nodded. “As you wish, master,” she said. “But again, you have little to worry about.” “You’ve been talking about me being with other women. Lots of other women.” “There’s a difference between adultery and enjoying dal iances when you have no such commitments,” Lorelei shrugged. “There are also relationships that are knowingly more open.” “I guess. Like I said, though, I just don’t want to hurt anyone.” “As you wish,” Lorelei nodded. Wicked affection spread through her smile again. “Now…tel me about Molly and Onyx.” Chapter 5

Very Naughty Things
    “Sleep, master,” Lorelei whispered into Alex’s ear. “Sleep, and I will be here when you awaken. Sleep.” His eyes fluttered closed, and a moment later his breath became steady and easy. “Dream of that which brings you joy,” she added with a soft murmur. After a long moment, she disengaged from him, stood and stretched. The succubus looked at him silently, blankly, finally shaking herself. This was utter madness. Completely out of control. There was his peaceful face sleeping in the darkness. It had been an act of will to get up off of him and let him sleep. She hadn’t lied—not directly—and couldn’t if she wanted to, but there was no reason to hide it. He felt better than any mortal ever had. Better than things not of this Earth. He was vastly more pleasant than her previous two masters. So much that it was almost frightening. Lorelei had spent an eternity dodging the attention of those who ruled her, doing her best to stay at arm’s length and only grudgingly responding to a summons. She despised herself for that obedience. Hated the way her body responded to her master’s touch, yet couldn’t resist. It was part of what she was. Now she wanted to goad this new, mortal, simple man into taking advantage of it. She, too, wanted to be friends. More than friends. “‘ Abashed, the Devil stood,’” Lorelei mused aloud. For a second time, she shook herself. She still hungered for him, but her hunger typically lasted until she had vanquished a partner. That wouldn’t be happening here. Perhaps she’d just have to get used to being satisfied only while making lo— No. Servicing him. Let’s not get carried away with this. There is sorcery at work. I should have realized the ritual wasn’t fullly complete, she thought bitterly. I knew I could make more mischief. Push these boundaries further. Perhaps broken free…though to what end? She looked down at him again, feeling a need through her center and through every limb to wake him and continue
    their night together. She had long recognized the sensual triggers within her body that ensured her loyalty to her masters. Alex unwittingly pul ed on al that, but there was more. There was an undeniable emotional quality to her reactions. He was so unlike anyone she’d ever lain with, mortal or otherwise. Some small part of her mused, tentatively, that maybe he deserved her? Could she possibly, somehow, after al this time and al her deeds, deserve to be with him? Madness. She crushed out such thoughts, turning away from him. He had the will to resist. Any previous partner would have let her ride him until he passed out. Alex had actually asked her to let him sleep enough to be rested for the next day, and clearly had intentions other than staying home with her. That self-control was astounding. Alex enjoyed letting Lorelei take the lead. He found the role of the pursued rather than pursuer thril ing, especially after such a haphazard history of dating. His desires tended toward strong women, for obvious reasons—not exclusively, but the preference was there. He had it in him