Free Wicked Pleasure by Nina Bangs Page A

weird.”
    Brynn used Kim’s own logic against her. “Have you considered that no matter how Fo was programmed she still might be flawed? Maybe she’s just taking wild guesses. What’re the chances that almost everyone you’ve met here isn’t human?” Damned good.
    Brynn glanced at his watch as he waited for the elevator with Kim. He’d made it with twenty minutes to spare. He’d go to his room, take care of some paperwork, do the things he had to do around the castle, and then catch some more sleep so he’d be ready for tonight’s fantasies. At least he didn’t have to worry about Liz until sunset.
    â€œI guess it’s possible.” She looked uncertain. “Except for the cat. Asima talked in my head. Not a normal feline trait.” Kim didn’t sound uncertain about the cat.
    Asima. Brynn didn’t try to explain the cat because there was no logical explanation. But he’d have a lot to say when he got a chance to track down that pain-in-the-butt interfering messenger of Bast. It was dry cat food for her royal nuisance.
    â€œAre you telling me you’re totally human?” Her voice said she was hoping for a yes.
    â€œTotally.” He fixed his gaze on the lighted numbers tracking the descending elevator while Kim tugged Fo from her jacket pocket.
    Come on. Hurry. Kim could be a bigger danger than Liz. Brynn understood the Lizes of the world—their greed, their hunger.
    He used his body to give them sexual pleasures they’d never have with their human mates. That was his small revenge on them. Once he reclaimed his body after a few hours, he used his mind to take away the reality of what they’d experienced. They remembered it as a dream.
    Whatever entity had created him had at least given him that much protection. Without it, some of the powerful women who’d commanded his body would’ve imprisoned him like a genie in a bottle, something to be taken out and used at their own pleasure. But unlike a genie, he couldn’t hide in a bottle between wishes.
    He frowned as he watched Kim take Fo from her pocket and flip her open. Kim and Liz. Two different problems. Liz was a vampire with a mind powerful enough to block his suggestions that sex with him was only a dream. So once she realized he was a sex machine that she could turn on anytime she wanted just by staying with him for more than an hour, she’d taken full advantage.
    He could easily walk away from the castle forever during the daylight hours, lose himself in a distant city where she couldn’t find him. But the castle was his home now—Eric, Conall, and Holgarth his friends. Besides, she’d only be here for one more day. If she ever returned, he’d deal with her.
    So that left Kim. Kim with the tiny sentient being that could destroy him when he no longer wished to be destroyed. Brynn didn’t miss the irony there. Kim whose wide eyes showed every one of her emotions, and whose full, lush lips stirred his sexual interest when no woman had done so for centuries, except while he was under the compulsion.
    She was the real danger, because the rock-hard ground made up of his centuries-long contempt and loathing for all things female supported the wall he’d carefully erected around his emotions. Sprinkle that ground with a little sexual awareness, and the ground might soften, allowing the wall to tumble down on top of him—baring his feelings, making him vulnerable. The wall was all he had left of his self-respect.
    Thoughts of walls and awareness scattered as the elevator door opened. Kim waited for several people to get out before stepping in and hitting the button for the top floor. As Brynn followed her in and prepared to press the button for his floor, he could see Fo’s big purple eyes watching him. But just before he pressed the button, someone charged into the elevator behind him. He turned to see Wade, the demon fisherman, squeezing