Those blue eyes looked up at him and then she sucked as muchof the head of his cock into her pretty mouth as she could. His balls drew uphard, tightened as his body bucked, jolted and he groaned with the purepleasure of it. He doubted he could get any harder.
In one motion he rolled onto his back at the same time thathe lifted her with his hands around her ribs. He rammed her down hard onto hisrigid shaft so he was deep inside her in an instant. He lifted her once moreand then drove her deliciously tight pussy down on his cock.
“Ride me, Gabriel,” he demanded. “Ride me hard.”
Gabriel was more than willing to oblige, his hands on herhips giving her that much more impetus, driving her down harder each time ontohis stiff cock.
That long, thick shaft drove up inside her as his hands cameup to crush her breasts, to trap her nipples between his fingers. He squeezedthem hard, tortured and tormented them and she squirmed on his cock even as sherode it.
Beneath her, Asmodeus’ beautiful face was rapt, lost inpleasure, everything else forgotten.
Gabriel smiled.
As quick as a snake he reared up to suck her breast into hismouth. He suckled hard as his hand on the back of her neck held her in placeand he fucked her deep and hard in time to each pull of his mouth. Spreadinghis legs, he spread her thighs, grabbed her ass cheeks to spread them, and histail speared up into her ass.
She came with a shriek and shuddered as Asmodeus drove up,his hot cum shooting into her as he quivered in ecstasy against her.
Chapter Six
Asmodeus woke up hungry and drowsily drew Gabriel close. Hismouth settled over her throat to nuzzle. His fangs pierced the thin skin easilyand his mouth flooded with her sweet taste. With a sigh of contentment, hepulled her close and settled in to feed, the sweet warm taste of her essence deeplysatisfying. To his delight, she sleepily snuggled closer and angled her throatto make it easier for him. His hands drifted over her, teased her nipples asmuch to caress as for his own pleasure.
Her arm curled up around his neck to pull his mouth harderagainst her.
To his surprise, more venom spurted from his fangs as theypenetrated her and she arched in pleasure as it seared through her veins. Hisbody knew more than he did and was eager to claim her completely.
Her breasts swelled against his hands.
Reluctantly, he lifted his mouth from her.
“By the gods, you’re sweet, my angel,” he murmured againsther ear.
She sighed. “I love this.”
It was the first time she had said as much and Asmodeus’heart lightened, eased. There was that about the venom that allowed him to feedfrom her so freely, but even so, it was something to hear her say the words, toknow it gave her so much satisfaction too.
He also grew stronger with each feeding. It had been a longtime since he had felt such power. There was a ways to go but his Gabriel wasgiving him strength again. Strength such as he had not felt in millennia.Strength enough, perhaps, and soon, to throw off Templeton’s yoke.
Once he would have been strong enough to resist, but he’dbeen caught by surprise and after so long without his one, his mishea,by his side, he had weakened. Any human female would do, but his beloved, shewas more, far more.
Now he had her and it was sweet.
They might still win free. He had hope, finally, of escapinghis durance vile.
Dreamily, Gabriel smiled as she wallowed in the softness ofhis lips on her throat, of his fangs piercing it again, of each draw on it, onthe rise and sinking flow of her blood in her veins, oddly pleasurable as hedrank from her. A little shiver went through her as Asmodeus’ warm mouth closedmore tightly on her and he fed in earnest. A rush of delight went through herwith each steady pull of his mouth.
She quivered, trembled. Asmodeus feeding on her was such apleasure.
Surrendering to Asmodeus, Gabriel let each sweet roll ofbliss wash through her, her arms tight around him.
They both heard the distant doors open, sensed the change inthe air with a jolt.
Quickly, Asmodeus withdrew his fangs, gave her a swift kissand clothed her once again as footsteps echoed over the marble.
As with the day before, Templeton insisted Asmodeusaccompany him on another journey.
Gabriel watched them go, frowning and chewing on her lipspeculatively.
It was that kind of greed that had led to her suspicions ofTempleton, but how, Gabriel wondered, did one prove that magic was involved ina court of law?
Gabriel watched Asmodeus’ broad back disappear once againinto the surrounding darkness. She knew he didn’t dare look back or reveal howimportant he thought her.
Then they were gone.
One of Baker’s men brought her the only meal of the day andshe ate it without tasting it as she watched the movements of the men.
Most of them just stood idly, their weapons pointeddownward. Before, they had been silent, alert, but now with the boss gone theytalked and joked with each other easily as they had not the day before.
It was a good sign—they had relaxed. They clearly didn’tview her as a threat any longer.
The Book of Demons stood on the podium. WithoutTempleton’s minion, no one bothered it. No one watched it. They didn’t considerit important. Gordon Templeton did but his people didn’t. They didn’tunderstand it.
With little to do but think, Gabriel went over everythingAsmodeus had said to her, everything he had told her. An idea, a plan slowlyformed in her head. It might possibly work. It would depend on a lot of things,but first and foremost she needed to know more.
“Bathroom?” she asked.
This time Baker left the duty to his men, assigning three ofthem to cover her. She might have been able to take two of them but three bigmen were impossible, even with her skills, not without one of them shouting awarning. As she didn’t know the layout of the building and
