Actually, she was all tingly, and kind of wet. The sexual tension in the room was sky high, or at least, she hoped it was. Otherwise it was all just in her head, and that would suck.

  Let’s face it, it didn’t get any more dangerous than a warlock with a greater demon for a patron. She shook her head, she must be crazy, but the way he looked at her, and treated her so far, and all the rest of it, just made her body want… no, need to be touched by him.

  She looked up at him again, her body heated as her thoughts wandered, and her nipples tightened. She couldn’t even imagine how she’d react if he touched them. She looked around the room, it was just them. As soon as the pact was done, the demoness and vampire had gone off to work out in the room that was half workout room, and half dojo.

  Obviously leaving them alone together to get to know each other. It’d been a little awkward at first, and finally they’d gone downstairs so he could research some more spells, and she could make phone calls. Screw it. She stood up and walked around his desk, he looked up with a question in his eyes.

  She said, “Shawn, you know that awkward feeling when two people circle each other for a while before finally going for that first kiss?”

  He looked a little amused, “Yes? What about it?”

  She leaned down and kissed him, tentatively. Oh, thank god he responded, she melted into his kiss, and she felt her body hum in anticipation. She was a little dazed and smiled at him when she pulled away a little bit.

  He asked, “How about the second kiss?”

  She opened her mouth to answer, but gasped when he pulled her into his lap forcefully, and kissed her hungrily. She mewled into his mouth as his hands entwined into her hair, and played with the back of her neck. Her hands seemed to take a life on of their own, as she pushed her palms into his chest, and ran her hands along his muscled body. She found herself kissing him back passionately, and started to unbutton his shirt, wanting to feel his warm skin and heartbeat against her hands.

  He kept one hand behind her neck, but ran the other one down the side of her body, caressed her waist and hips, and then travelled back up and teased the side of her breast. She wanted him so badly in that moment, that her hands gave up on the shirt, and went straight to his pants.

  He murmured, “You are so beautiful,” as he reached back behind her and unzipped her dress.

  She gasped as he pulled her straps to the side and pulled it down to her waist, exposing her breasts to the cooler air of the room. She felt unsure for a moment, she wasn’t nearly as gifted in that area as Lilliana and especially not Malina.

  He muttered, “They’re perfect,” and she gasped in pleasure as he brushed her nipples with his thumbs, and started to knead the underside with his fingertips. Lightning bolts of pleasure shot from her nipples straight to her core, which clenched and moistened further. She couldn’t remember ever being this wet, being this out of control, or hot in her entire life.

  She wanted him so badly.

  Then his warm lips kissed down her neck, and he took a nipple into his warm mouth. He sucked on her nipple gently and teased it with his warm wet tongue. She gasped as he stood up with her in his arms, lifted the skirt of her dress up to her waist, and sat her down on the edge of the desk.

  Oh goddess, he was going to fuck her right here.

  She ran her fingers into his hair and pulled him harder into her breast as she reached down with the other hand, unzipped his pants, and reached in to grasp his hardening cock. Her eyes widened, he was a lot bigger than she’d expected. She squeezed it gently, and pumped it a few times before fishing it out.

  She said breathily with a tinge of desperation that shocked her, “Shawn, I need you in me now.”

  Her whole body jumped as if she was struck by lightning when his fingers teased her labia open and two of them sunk inside her heat. Her core grasped and tightened around those fingers, and the pleasure was intense as he thumbed her clit. That wasn’t what she had meant, but it was a good start…

  Chapter 24

  Hell fires, she was a hot one. She was so damned sexy, and complete putty in my hands.

  That first kiss she’d initiated had gotten me so hard, and willowy body or not, her small breasts were still more than a handful, and perfect on her body. They were rounded and pert, with large nipples and a large sensitive areola I happily swirled my tongue around. Her passion, and the way she acted, was more than enough to change her from merely cute to amazingly sexy and undeniably desirable.

  I was bringing her slowly to orgasm with my fingertips, while I tried to control myself.

  I knew she was ready for me, but I wanted to make her cum before I even put it in. Mostly because I wasn’t sure how long I could last once I was inside the little spitfire. The sexual tension for the last hour had been almost painful, and I was already at a fever pitch. I’d stared at the same damned spell for the last fifteen minutes until she’d finally rescued me with that hot as hell kiss.

  I was completely under her spell, and was relieved to find I wasn’t the only one.

  Her sweet little hand was wrapped tightly around me, and felt like heaven itself as she teasingly slid it up and down my length with a butterfly touch, and she teased the head of my cock with her thumb making me gasp into the soft, yet firmly supple flesh of her breast.

  Her hand let my cock go when she arched her back and stiffened, she gasped my name and then stopped breathing altogether while I felt the walls of her heat close around my fingers even more tightly, milking them. I pulled my head back and then looked at her face, wanting to see her cum. Damn, she was so sexy. When she came down, I pulled my fingers out gently, and lined up my cock. The desk was the perfect height. Of course it was, I was from a line of warlocks, all basically the same height and build.

  She gasped as I rubbed the tip up and down her slit, and then pushed slowly into her. I wanted to ram it in fast and hard, but held myself back, I didn’t want to hurt her, and reminded myself she wasn’t a vampire or a succubus.

  She was a mage, that wanted me for me, and not for a pact, or because I was her master. She was so damned tight as I worked my way in, working it in and out in a small sawing motion I pushed in deeper every time. It took all my concentration not to explode right away, she was so tight, and it felt so amazingly good.

  “Fuck, you’re so big,” she said in a gasp, and then, “I want it all.”

  She shocked me then, wrapped her legs around my waist and put her feet on my ass, and then lunged forward as she pulled me into her. She gasped in pain, but that soon changed to ecstasy as her walls undulated and slowly adjusted to my invader.

  She wasn’t even on the desk anymore, she had her legs wrapped around my waist, I was buried balls deep, and her arms were around my neck. She pulled us together, mashing her hard nipples into my chest and kissing me deeply with a desperate desire that I mirrored.

  Whether this truly worked out between us and with the pact or not, neither of us could deny we had boatloads of chemistry and pure animal attraction.

  She kissed her way down my neck and whispered in my ear, “Fuck me Shawn, fuck me, now.”

  I almost came right there, and nothing would have stopped me if I hadn’t been having so much sex the last few days. I put her back down on the desk, secured her legs in my grip, and started to saw in and out of her.

  She stared up into my eyes, pure lust, pleasure, and joy lit her eyes as she leaned back on her arms, and used them for leverage to meet my every thrust with her own. She swiveled her hips increasing the friction and pleasure for both of us, and when her whole body trembled and she once again screamed in ecstasy I knew I must have been nailing her special spot.

  It was too much, her wet hot silken pussy went from incredibly tight to viselike, and it tried to claim my seed as if with a will of its own as she milked me.

  I grunted, “Karen, I’m cumming!?”

  She didn’t hesitate, in answer she locked her legs around me, and rolled into a third explosion of bliss as I expanded, stretching her out further, and emptied myself into her sweet sexy body. I couldn’t have pulled out if I’d wanted to, which I really didn’t.

  She laid back on my desk, a look of pleasure on her face, “Holy shit, that was so much better than I’d imagined it would be.”

  I teased her a bit, “You imagined it?”

  She peered up at me completely unabashed, “Damn right I did, and I have a very good imagination. Oh, it was sweet of you to warn me like that, but I can’t get any more pregnant than the other women in your life. When we have a kid I’ll lift the contraceptive spell. Still, I really liked feeling you fill me Shawn. Did you?” she asked sultrily, with a teasing look in her eyes.

  I pulled her up, she melted into me when I claimed a kiss, and she straddled me when I sat back in the black leather chair.

  “Good to know, but who said we were done?” I asked.

  I connected to Malina and pulled some infernal power, which recharged my body. My cock, which had been softening between her silken folds, in her body’s warm embrace, suddenly hardened again, filling her up, and stretching out her velvety walls.

  She gasped in shock, and then kissed me hungrily. Then it was her turn to surprise me again, when she started to ride me hard and fast, right there in the office chair. The little spitfire was riding me like a fucking rabbit, her tight sweet nipples dragging up and down my chest with each bounce. I grabbed her cute ass cheeks with both hands, and squeezed while lending support and stability, so when she went over the edge she didn’t fall off, literally I mean.

  I thought maybe next I’d bend her over the desk, but then she started to clench herself tightly as she lifted up each time, and slightly released as she impaled herself down on me. The pleasure was mind bending, and at that point all thought totally fled…

  “Did you enjoy yourself?” Lilliana asked with a small smile.

  I’d have suspected jealousy in almost any other woman, but she actually seemed delighted. Something else I no doubt wouldn’t understand. Luckily I didn’t need to, I only needed to accept it.

  “Yes Lia, she’s very… passionate, and a wild little thing, as fiery as her element,” I touched the wards with my mind through the amulet, “She’s still passed out on the bed.”

  After the chair, and bending her over the desk, we’d gone upstairs to the bed to explore more options and a more leisurely exploration of each other’s bodies. Describing her as passionate was an understatement, she hadn’t held anything back, and was more creative and willing to experiment than I’d expected.

  It made me hope we could build something more. Obviously right now all we had was a pact, her ambition, and an insane amount of chemistry, but all relationships have to start somewhere, right?

  Afterwards, we both fell asleep, but I only needed two to three hours to fully recharge, she’d probably be up there for another five. I’d researched demon summoning. It was not just the magic, there was also an act of will to keep it under control. Which meant I was limited to how many I could summon, maybe three or four, with all the other protections I would need when we finally felt ready to overthrow Clarissa.

  In the meantime, I thought this might be a good time for my first pact. I’d made a couple already, but neither of the usual kind. Either for a soul, or for carrying my progeny. Although, I suppose Karen’s could count for that, but it was highly modified and would be out in the open, not hidden. Not to mention the whole wanting more part, whereas usually I’d never see the woman I’d impregnated again. Not if I didn’t want to make her a target that is.

  Still, I was curious what a soul deal would yield, as far as power. I already had a large well of internal magic, and a connection to Malina that made it almost endless, so I wasn’t sure what advantage it would yield. Sure, additional life, but that wouldn’t help me in the battles to come. It was the power I was curious about.

  So I was about to cast the divination spell for the first time, to find someone willing to trade their soul for something they wanted, something in my ability to give. I was slightly ambivalent about it to be honest.

  Lilliana kissed me, and then backed off, somehow sensing I was about to start. I wondered what gave it away, but didn’t dwell. She’d been reading the body language of Moore warlocks for only the hell fires know how long.

  I brought up the spell in my memory, like a slate, and then worked through the words one at a time in my mind. It worked, I wasn’t sure what I was expecting. A vision, a.. something. What I got was knowledge. A name, an address, and what they wanted. It was a little disconcerting, it was like remembering something I never knew before, if that makes sense.

  “Up for a little trip Lia?”

  She smiled, “Always, you’re not allowed to leave me behind, remember?”

  Malina poked her head in, “I’m coming too, if you’ll have me.”

  “Should we leave Karen alone?”

  Malina shrugged, “She is in a pact with you now and safe. Leave a note?” she winked.

  I grabbed a piece of paper and scribbled a note, and left it on the bed as the three of us left.

  My target was Cynthia Hale. She was a street reporter, twenty-six, dark brown hair, big brown eyes, a face that looked like the innocent fresh faced beautiful girl next door, and a body that looked great on camera. She commuted to work in the morning on the Metra, and right now it was early AM so we jumped in the car and Lilliana drove us out to her house.

  She also had blow job lips, and I was kind of disappointed this wouldn’t be a sex call. As Malina proved to me, I seemed partial to innocent and sexy, and Cynthia had that in spades.

  The books advice on this, and the examples, sucked. People responded differently each time. Some freaked out and wouldn’t believe me whatever I might say or even did to prove it. Others would be horrified and run to the nearest priest and ask for forgiveness. Though both of those were very rare occurrences, the spell usually did a good job finding someone that was truly willing.

  But free will was a bitch, and people changed their minds all the time in this world. For those people, a visit from a warlock was a wakeup call.

  As for the rest, most of Sal’s examples were simply an act of patience. Some would think they were dreaming, and do it anyway. Some would do it with the hopes of getting what they want, but still not believe it. There were a few though, who accepted right away and would attempt to get everything they could out of the deal for their soul.

  Which meant sometimes they were too greedy, and I’d have to just walk away. Honestly, wing it was the advice I walked away with after reading a ton of examples.

  I’ll admit, I had a few moral qualms about this, but had decided I was just a salesman selling my shit. It was their soul, and their responsibility. If they were dumb enough to sell their eternity for an anchor spot on the nightly news for the next twenty years, who was I to deny them? Free will.

  Still, I had a feeling I’d be much more comfortable with the other deals, a child for what they wanted most in this mortal life seemed… more equitable.

  We pulled over and stopped in front of the house and I looked over. It was a nice place. I put a memory spell on the car itself, so if a nosy neighbor noticed the strange car they wouldn’t call the cops, or something else stupid.

  Lilliana said, “We’ll wait out here, if something bad happens we’ll be in quickly. Don’t forget a physical protection spell, a mortal with a gun is just as dangerous as any of us.”

  “I got it already Lia. But thanks for the reminder, it never hurts.”

  As I promised myself, I left the house with the partitioning active in my primary mind, and all of my inherent abilities, plus the spell protections from magic and another for each of the four elements. I wanted to be ready for anything, my… customer? My customer was human, but I didn’t forget there were still probably mage assassins after me for the foreseeable future.

  Malina grabbed me for a quick kiss, I winked and slipped out of the car, and up the walk to the front door. I quick couple of words in my mind, and a whisper of infernal magic, and the door unlocked. I let myself in, and moved toward the back of the house, straight to the master bedroom at the back of the hallway.

  I opened the door, and she was asleep, her head lying on the chest of a man who I knew from the spell, her executive producer which is who I’d need to spell to make it happen. I chuckled, she was hedging her bets for the slot, but I wouldn’t complain, it would make it a lot easier if I didn’t have to chase him down.

  I cast another spell, to make sure the guy stayed asleep, and then woke her gently by shaking her shoulder.

  She screamed, and then asked in a scared voice, “Who are you, what do you want?”

  I smiled, “No need to be scared, I’m here to make your dreams come true. I can guarantee you’ll get the job as the anchor.”

  She sat up interested, but still wary, and a little disbelieving, “How, and what do you want for it?”

  I winked, “Magic, and what I want you won’t even miss. You’re soul.”

  She gaped at me a minute, “Seriously?”

  I used my inherent ability to channel some green balefire, and bathed my hand in it, and then turned it off.

  “Very serious.”

  She asked, “And you’d take my soul now?”

  I shook my head, “Just a small piece, a down payment. You get to keep the rest until you die, hopefully of old age.”

  Her eyes narrowed, “And you’ll get me the job for sure? And help me keep it?”

  I nodded, “I can, for ten years, that’s when he retires. After that you should be able to keep it on your own, you’ll be well established, and a household name.”

  She frowned, “Isn’t the soul kind of important, I’ll let you have it if you help me with my career the whole way.”