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father, short, round and dark with an aura of power any first-level demon could sense. Instead he’d come face to face with a gorgeous blonde with the most beautiful brown eyes he’d ever seen in a human face. Her golden skin tones, 15

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    generous lips and truly awe-inspiring curves nearly had him on his knees agreeing to anything she asked of him.
    Being a demon of sexual pleasure meant he had a very high sex drive and was very easily aroused. It took every ounce of his considerable will and some long-buried anger to keep his body from reacting to the woman now wandering around on the other side of the door. Truly, Augustus Greenlea had produced an amazingly beautiful daughter.
    Her mother must have been a stunning woman and Marielle certainly must have gotten her looks from her mother.
    With a sigh, Rosier pushed away from the closed door. Was it his fault Marielle hadn’t believed him? He was bound to the house and compelled to obey the owner of the house. Had she ordered him to go to his knees and pleasure her until morning, he’d have gladly complied. Had she commanded him to follow her into the bedroom and spend the next several hours until daylight bringing her to ecstasy again and again, he’d have done so with glee. But even though she’d demanded that he tell her the truth, she hadn’t believed him.
    He would have to show her the truth. Keys she wanted? Very well, then, keys he’d help her find. He’d learned more about witches than he’d ever really wanted to know from his now-deceased captor. Power could be locked away so keys had to be created to unlock that energy. After all, Augustus had used Ros’ strength and knowledge of the ethereal plane on more than one occasion. How much more difficult would it be to work with someone like Marielle? At least he would have something pleasant to look at while they worked together.
    Going back to his bedroom, Rosier closed the door and with a flick of his fingers toward the far wall, caused the volume on the stereo to go back up. One thing he truly enjoyed about the mortal plane was the heavy metal music he searched out on the computer in the library. He’d “borrowed” Augustus’ credit cards on more than one occasion and purchased several CDs online. He frequently kept the sound up just to annoy Augustus.
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    “Damn you, Augustus Greenlea. Couldn’t you have told me about your daughter?”
    Ros had lied to Mari when he’d told her he’d loathed her father. They’d come to a grudging respect of one another over the years. Augustus had refused to release him, but he’d also refrained from making Ros into a complete, mindless slave.
    Throwing himself down on the bed, Rosier stroked a hand over his cock as he considered his current predicament. Though he wasn’t fully erect, the feel of his hand on the texture of the jeans brought him a modicum of pleasure. It would have been much better had it been Marielle’s hand. He’d tried to let Marielle know what would dismiss him from being bound to the house—his release. His sexual release, that is.
    He’d been bound in such a fashion that he had to stay within the confines of the house as long as a member of the Greenlea family lived. He was constrained from killing any of them and had to protect them with his own body if necessary. Fortunately for Rosier, only four members of the Greenlea family currently lived—Marielle, her missing brother Marcus and two distant cousins—one in Scotland and the other in Norway.
    None of them were married, nor did they exhibit the kind of power Augustus possessed. He had a sneaking suspicion that Marcus might be in the world of the Demonae. Not that he could find out, his contact with the other side was strictly limited.
    The only thing that would free him of this house—of his servitude to the Greenlea line—was having three mutual orgasms with a willing partner. That was the difficulty, wasn’t it? He had to reveal his true nature to