Free Two Parts Demon by Viola Grace Page A

best for everyone in the union. Even the other guys.”
    He wrapped her in a towel and draped another around his hips. He cuddled her against him as they walked back into her bedroom. He sat on the chest at the end of her bed and pulled her onto his lap, inhaling and exhaling against her neck. Being with her seemed to relieve tension in him, so she leaned against him and enjoyed the closeness with her mate.
    William Eric Andrew Smith. She wondered what Tremble’s name actually was.
     
    An hour later, Andrew was tucked into a guest bedroom, and he was breathing evenly. Demon shifting was exhausting, and it had been his first time. He would sleep for hours.
    Sighing softly, she closed the door and went down the hall, searching for Tremble. Her sundress swished around her calves with every move and it felt loud in the silence.
    He wasn’t upstairs, so she went downstairs and found him in the library talking softly with her father and looking at some of the demon texts.
    Her father looked up and smiled. “Benny, you look rested.”
    She winked. “Close enough.”
    He walked away from the elf who was raptly poring over the text, and he came over to give her a hug. “Thanks for coming for us, Benny.”
    “You would have done it for me, Dad. Have you talked to Grandpa yet?”
    “I did. He mentioned that he felt something was different. Kyria has not been in touch with him yet, but he feels she will be if she can get out of the zone.”
    Benny blinked. “Oh, right. She used to leave, propelled by Yomra.”
    Harcourt shrugged. “She will find a way. She always does.”
    She leaned back in his arms. “Are you less green?”
    He winked. “I am. I feel more like my old self. My father is experiencing the same thing.”
    Her grandfather had the curled horns of the demon scholar, the same as Tremble did when he was wearing his demon. Well, she supposed it was when he was wearing her demon, but it was his manifestation.
    “I am glad. I hope that this doesn’t screw me up with the XIA. They had just accepted that I was a demon blood with self-control. What are they going to think when I let them know that I have cut our family loose from the influence of the king of our bloodline?”
    Tremble looked up from the book and stared at her with vivid dark rainbow eyes with slit pupils. “Don’t tell them.”
    She left her dad and wandered over to him. “Why not?”
    “They will re-evaluate you and demand the spell that was used to release you. I do not feel that the spell should fall into the hands of someone who has not been raised with the self-control that your family has embedded into you.” He gave her a solemn look.
    She blinked. “I get the feeling that you guys are going to be tested for demon influence a little more frequently.”
    He smiled slowly. “Unless they can prove exposure to a new demon, they have no grounds for testing us.”
    He closed his book and moved in on her.
    Her father cleared his throat. “I will go and check on your mother and Freddy.”
    Benny was focused on the elf that was crowding her back to the study table. “Uh, Tremble...”
    He nuzzled his cheek against hers, whispering, “Yes, Benny?”
    “What is your true name?”
    He moved his lips and exhaled his name against her mouth. “Gelendor. Gelendor Hurias Tremble. There are a few more names but those are the important ones.”
    She didn’t have a chance to engage in witty banter. He kissed her and lifted her to the surface of the table. He pushed her dress up over her knees and stepped between them while he undid the buttons holding the front of the sundress closed.
    When his hand slipped inside her dress and his long fingers closed over her breast, she arched into his palm. His other hand moved between her thighs, and she groaned when he slid two fingers into her, followed by a third a moment later. She was rapidly approaching orgasm when he pulled his fingers free and left her breast so that he could work at the closure of his