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the ring that he hadn’t been able to afford in the past. He’d been saving,
not only for a jewel fit to be worn by so beautiful a face, but also for a new
home fit for his wife to make comfortable. She was worthy of more than the shack
they’d been living in. They would finally have a home in the countryside to
raise children.
    The thought made him smile as he neared the village. His
wife’s face filled his mind, an image of her holding a tiny babe. Chubby little
fingers pulled on his wife’s long blonde locks. She was his angel, and she
would give him a family that would be what men dream of. To
have a child with the angel... It hadn’t happened yet, but his heart
swelled at the thought.
    Entering into town, Lennox decided he could spare some coin
on flowers for his woman. The brilliant pink petals reminded him of the soft
lips he kissed every morning before leaving to work. Making his way to the
small home within the village, Lennox received several looks from townspeople.
He should have known then that something was wrong. Looks of pity, and even
amusement, had been directed his way before he arrived home. But all he had
been able to think of was laying eyes on his wife.
    What he had found shattered his world. All he saw of his
angelic wife was her blonde locks spilling down another man’s back, her legs
wrapped around his naked waist. The flowers fell to the floor, only to be
replaced by a sword in his hand. He’d plunged it into the man, watching his
wife cower at the fiend’s side in tears. She’d cried for the bastard.
    In his enraged exodus from the village, Lennox had learned
that the filth had been visiting his home ever since he’d left, and that the
creature was an incubus. The sex demon had seduced his wife. And so he’d have
to pay.
    Lennox awoke from his tormented slumber wrapped in sweat and
filled with anguish for happiness lost. He’d make the sister of the incubus
suffer. Zahra would feel his pain.
    * * * *
    Zahra wasn’t sure what time it was when Lennox walked back
into the room. She heard his soft footsteps and she swore the air stilled as he
entered the room, or maybe it was just her breath. Her skin was still naked
against the cold table, only a flimsy blanket had been placed over her for the
night. Lennox must not have known it, but she didn’t need the blanket; as a
succubus, her body ran much hotter than a human’s.
    “I must really get you going if you’re already back for more.” Her sharp words echoed in the dark room, but
received no immediate response. Instead, his footsteps fell closer and closer.
    Craning her head to the side, she
saw him approach. His gait was slow and the harsh planes of his face were set
with determination. Lennox would not be speaking. He would be doing. Her body
betrayed her and a fresh wave of heat rose within her. Her breasts swelled
under the blanket and she was glad he couldn’t witness the response he
provoked.
    Lennox arrived at her side and Zahra noticed his closed fist
was dripping liquid. Before she had time to question, the blanket was tugged
off of her. Her nipples hardened as the evening chill hit her skin. Zahra
didn’t bother struggling against the bonds, but lifted her head off the table
to find Lennox between her legs again. He leaned over her body and glared down
at her. Never before had she felt so hated. His pale blue gaze was slivers of
crystal directed at her through the darkness.
    “So are you just a psychopath or is there a method to your
madness?”
    She screamed as Lennox rubbed a cube of ice across her
nipple in response. The cold left a trail of tiny daggers prickling her flesh.
It was pleasure and pain in the best way. The only problem was she knew there
wasn’t going to be a happy ending. As her feminine lips swelled with need, she
cringed for the pain she knew would come later.
    Lennox drew the ice across her chest to the other nipple
which had already puckered in anticipation. As the wet crystal slid across her
bosom,