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the fragile-looking material.
When she did, her hand shook.
    Helena put on her glasses and
began to read. As she did, something tightened around her chest. Another panic
attack struck her. Her nerves were shot with all she and her aunt had been
through. She knew how long she’d be indebted to the demon, but she totally
regretted it. At least he was easy on the eyes, she thought hysterically.
    “ No, simple ink will not do.”
His voice was a rough bark. “You must re-sign in blood, or we have no bargain.
Last year was just a trial run and to be honest, I’d like to pick up where we
left off in the circle.” He grinned evilly.
    “ B-blood,
again?” She
had ignored all her aunt’s warnings. This was the real deal now. He was making
her sign her soul away. She was just as squeamish now as she had been a year
ago. Blood was needed to summon him, and it was also needed to seal the deal.
    Their family line had been
cursed since the beginning of time. Throughout the ages, many had signed their
souls over to their demons in hopes of making their lives easier, or so they
had thought. For the most part, things almost never went the way they had
planned. For others in the family, they had been blessed with more money than
they could handle, but they weren’t happy. They’d never be happy. The demons
had always seen to it. The lust for money only intensified through every waking
day of their miserable lives.
    “ Yes,” he said with a hiss
again. “Blood. Or…you know the consequences. It’s your
decision.” Cyn stroked his smooth-shaven chin. “What
will it be, Helena? I haven’t got all day.” He pulled an oddly shaped dagger
from his pencil drawer. “Give me your hand. I promise it won’t hurt…much.”
    His baritone should have struck
fear into her, but it only intensified her desire for him. The mingling of fear
and lust was erotic in itself. Female family members who had struck sexual
bargains with their demons had said the pleasure was more than one could
handle.
    Helena’s teeth chattered, and she
was close to backing out, until her aunt’s face flashed in her mind. Closing
her eyes, she extended her hand. Before she knew it, the dagger pierced her
palm. She dipped the pen in blood and signed her name once again.
    “ There.” Cyn smiled. “The business aspect of this bargain is now complete.” He studied her
palm. “Love, let me lick your wound, just as I did a year ago.”
    The pain was brief. When she
opened her eyes, her soon-to-be demon lover was gently licking her wound.
Exhilarating bolts of pleasure coursed through her body, centering in on her
clit.
    “ Cyn …I.” She watched as he glared at
her with intense, gold eyes. She began to gyrate in her chair as cream flooded
her panties. Licking her lips, she released a moan. “I…” She couldn’t think
because the pleasure was beyond exquisite. The impending orgasm made her moan
as the demon wrapped his long tongue around her finger.
    Gently he engulfed the digit
and she exploded. “Unh!” Her nipples painfully pushed
against her bra at the intolerable, skull-shattering pleasure. Her body shook
as she stifled a cry, but it was no use. He certainly knew how to utilize that
long, rough organ of his. Images of him licking her everywhere flashed through
her mind as heat rose in her cheeks. She wanted to beg him to bend her over the
desk and take her now.
    Without warning, and much to
her disappointment, he released her hand. With a blatant smile, he rose and
casually walked around the desk and over toward her. She stood up to meet him,
wondering if he had somehow suddenly grown. The man towered above her so much,
it was almost intimidating. He had to have been at least six and a half feet
tall.
    “ If there is anything you need,
I am fully staffed. Everything is at your fingertips.” He motioned her toward
the large wooden double doors. “You can’t see my servants, but they are here.
You are no guest here,” he assured her. “You are to