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want you to have to do this anymore.”
    “Hey, I’m a succubus. Life could be worse than getting paid
for sex.”
    “I know you. You want more. Just like you
wanted more for me.”
    Silence hung in the air as they entered the dark home. It
was true, Zahra wanted more. But for now she couldn’t have it. The only thing
she could hope for now was getting her sister clean and paying off the enormous
debt hanging over their heads.
    She rubbed her hand down Sephina’s back. “Go upstairs and shower and don’t come down for a while. I have a
customer due in a couple hours. I’m going to head into town real quick and
bring back some food.”
    Sephina made her way up the wooden
staircase, her tiny body fragile and weak from the drug use, not the typical
curvy stature of the sex demon she’d once been. Sephina was right; Zahra desperately wanted more for her. And Zahra would do anything
to make that happen.

Chapter 3
     
    Lennox eyed the vixen as she lingered at his table. Her
presence unnerved him.
    “This is a beautiful blade.”
    The succubus purred the words like the well-practiced
seductress she was. Instead of taking the statement as a compliment, Lennox
folded his arms across his chest. He didn’t acknowledge her, probably the first
man ever to pass on conversing with a sex demon.
    Out of the corner of his eye, he caught her tracing her way
down the steel of the dagger. A long, slender finger lingered on the jewels
dotting the hilt. Her nails were painted a bright purple, a stark contrast
against her porcelain skin.
    “How much?” The words rolled off
her tongue like silk. Lennox faced her and saw her full crimson lips parted in anticipation
as she held the dagger in the palm of her hands.
    Never before had the weapon looked so beautiful. The silver
hilt melted into the paleness of her grip as if it never wanted to leave. Her hands
created a gentle frame for the sharp blade decorated by tiny amethyst, emerald,
and ruby stones. This dagger was one of the few pieces that would fetch him a
good living.
    “More than you could afford, succubus.”
    “Is my devious nature so obvious, or does gossip travel that
fast?” Her golden eyes locked on his, challenging a response. She wasn’t
affected by his insult. Pity.
    “Your kind may think they can hide, but a sex demon often
gives themselves away. It’s the look of perpetual vanity and lust that never
departs their expression.”
    She didn’t miss a beat. “Strange, that so beautiful a blade
could be crafted by such bitter hands.”
    Her words stung. If anything she could have said would be
true, it was that he was a bitter man. But he hadn’t always been. The dagger
clattered to the table he’d set up next to Edetta .
    “I hope that his magnanimous charm doesn’t rub off on you.”
The succubus leaned across the stall next to him, her ample cleavage revealed
by her plunging corset as she kissed the old woman on the cheek. A heat wave of
spicy cinnamon intoxicated his senses and his dick became instantly hard.
    “He’s not always so sour.” Edetta chuckled as she pulled a scarf against her cheeks. Sweaters added extra inches
to the woman’s dainty frame, a blaring contrast to the voluptuous, skin-baring
succubus.
    “Let me have some gingerbread for Sephina .
It’s her favorite.” The sex demon smiled, causing Lennox to recoil. A creature
so vile should not look so angelic. His insults completely forgotten by the
succubus, her eyes glittered with giddy anticipation, lightness dancing across
her cheeks. She looked more like an angel than a vixen as Edetta handed over a dark loaf of bread.
    “Take some as a gift. Wish her well for me, will you?”
    “Of course I will, and I’ll give her your best wishes. Your
hard work should be compensated though.”
    Lennox watched the sex demon insist upon paying for the
bread. He wasn’t surprised she’d have extra cash lying around. She was
beautiful enough; she probably had plenty of customers to keep her