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gives you power over me. I am your slave. Your servant. This is why I—”
    Ros paused. Cruelty really was not in his nature. “Disliked your father. He tricked me and now I must live as a housebound demon. I did hate him at first. Over time we grew to respect one another. But he was still my captor. I have no life that is not dictated by you now.”
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    Her hand flew to her throat as a burst of air pushed out. “No. No no and no. I don’t want that. You are free. Go away. You do not belong to me. I command you—”
    Ros grabbed her by the shoulders and cut off her command by kissing her. He only meant to stop the words, but the sweet taste of her burned against his lips. More. He needed more. That was all he could think of as he pressed her back until something stopped her. When he felt her body pinned between his and the unyielding surface, he wanted to howl with pleasure. Too long. It had been too long since he’d felt a woman soft and hard against him.
    Even through the thick robe he could feel her breasts pushing against his chest. Her head dropped back under his assault in silent invitation. He met her tiny darting tongue when she went to explore his lips. Soft tentative strokes as she mewled her pleasure.
    Hands kneaded flesh. He lost track of who was touching whom. The earth shifted under him and his nose was filled with her fragrance—a teasing mix of something floral and green and her own tangy, musky arousal.
    “Yes,” he murmured. Her eyes opened. Suddenly everything changed. She pushed against him.
    “No.”
    “I don’t think you really mean that, but I will respect the spirit of the word.” His voice shook with the effort of pulling his lust back in. Nearly unleashed, his Demonae energy raged against his skin. Demonic blue balls hurt. He winced as he moved back from her.
    “Do not command me unless you know exactly what you mean to say. Your words have power over me, Mari. Let me tell you exactly what I am. I am what you humans call a sex demon. It’s a crude term. Incubus is another word for it, but my people find that word derogatory. We call ourselves Hedonae. The Demonae have many races just as you humans do.”
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    He watched as she took a gulp of juice followed by another bite of cheese. How she could eat that processed flat piece of yellow pseudo-plastic, he didn’t know. Her hands shook slightly. When she said nothing, he continued.
    “You can command me to go. You can command me to attend you. You can also command me to come.”
    Her choking response as her face flushed scarlet warmed his evil inner twin.
    “You cannot command me to be free. I am bound until I gain your release.”
    He finished his speech with a flourish of his hand and a bow.
    “My release? How does my freedom equal yours?”
    He sighed. “You humans really need to work on your vocabulary. Release is not the same thing as freedom. It is different. And in this case, it is very different. What I need from you, Mari, is sexual release.”
    He had to give her credit. She didn’t break and run, although the last piece of cheese did hit the floor unnoticed. “So I give you a hand job and you can leave?”
    Laughter burst from him. Something he also hadn’t experienced in quite some time, not counting the question last night about him being her father’s lover. There hadn’t been much to inspire humor in the last several years. “It’s not quite that simple. It’s not my release that will gain me my freedom. It is release for me and my partner. I must sexually satisfy my partner to such an extent we gain a simultaneous release. This must happen three times for me to be completely free.”
    Her eyes widened as he continued his little recitation. Her breath came faster and her pulse rate and body temperature rose. He wasn’t sure if it was his words or the thought of him pleasing her to the extent that she had multiple orgasms that brought on such a reaction, but he felt the urge to