A Demon Mates Novella Series

NIJA

It had been a while since I had fucked a client, but it never got old.

They never read the contract. They always told Ronwe they needed another position, and then I always got to shove my cock into some poor unsuspecting soul as they writhed around and squeezed me until I filled them with my seed.

Everyone always thought I was the dangerous one. And while I was known to be the god of the underworld, Ronwe was terrifying.

He knew everything, from past to present, and he never forgot any of it. Mess with him and it was like messing with the entirety of the universe.

Not to mention that he was the boss’s son. Anything Ronwe said was basically law.

I didn’t mind.

Our clients usually did.

Her little sounds flew around the room as I roughly fucked her, loving the way she met me at every thrust.

Her pert ass jiggled as I pushed her tighter against the table. Ronwe was still holding her arms but he had crouched in front of her, whispering all the nasty things he kept in his bank of enticing phrases.

I held back a groan. The way she was sucking me in farther told me how much she loved it even as she fought against the both of us.

“What’s your word, Sia?” Ronwe asked.

She growled at him, as much as a human could, the cute little sound making me lose some of my control.

“My name is Sienna.” She tried to rip her hands from Ronwe’s grip, her hair fanning around her as she struggled.

Ronwe chuckled. “Darling, your name is Sia. I told you that you should have read the contract. Now, do you need your word, Sia? Or shall I continue?”

When she just grunted at him, he pulled her a little farther across the desk. “Good girl, taking our Nija so beautifully. I can already see that you like to push back, but that’s not going to work with us.”

He shot me a quick glance, my thrusts slowing until they stopped, my control just about shot.

“Wait—ungh—keep going!” She wiggled her ass against me, trying to restart the friction she needed to come. But we weren’t here for her pleasure, strangely enough.

What we hadn’t disclosed to her was that we were incubi ourselves, and while many stories said we drew energy from completion, it didn’t really matter whether the subject finished or not. So long as the heady scent of arousal was in the air, we were fed.

“This is so fucking unfair,” Sia grumbled.

I bit back a laugh because I was beginning to see just what Sia was—a brat. She would test both of our control.

It’d been quite a while since we had someone who liked to fight back. I was going to have so much fucking fun watching her butt heads with Ronwe, but right now? I needed to move.

“Now, say you’ll obey, Sia.”

She shook her head.

Ronwe let her hands go and I pulled all the way out, tucking myself back into my pants. I knew Ronwe would make it up to me when we got home, but fuck, I was still hard and leaking, needing back in that sweet pussy.

“I told you that we’d let you see how beautiful it could be. How much pleasure we could give you. But if you can’t obey…”

“Fine! I’m all yours,” Sia spat as she stood up, folding her arms across her chest. “Just finish.”

I rounded the desk, standing next to Ronwe, watching her eyes roll into the back of her head, one of those delicate hands slipping in between her legs to finish the job.

Seconds before she slipped inside her folds, the tart scent of her arousal meeting my nose, Ronwe was beside her, ripping her hands away and holding them above her head.

“You are so fucking frustrating!”

He smiled, his free arm wrapping around her waist and hoisting her up on the desk.

“You don’t know frustrating, sweetheart. Tonight, I’ll give you what I want, but tomorrow? Tomorrow, we’re going to start on that nasty attitude of yours.”

She opened her mouth to complain, curses spewing out as he undid his pants and slipped right in.

She shut up immediately. His eyes darkened with lust as his lips dipped to her neck, pulling a scream from her pretty lips as she clung to him.

A few moments later she was shuddering around his cock as he continued to pump into her, Ronwe pulling her against his chest as he filled her.

I could see even now that she wasn’t just going to be a client. He didn’t usually take our clients on the first night, almost dangling himself as a prize for their obedience.

Sia curled into his chest, trying to catch her breath, Ronwe rubbing hands up and down her spine. “Now, finish your work like a good girl, and then I’ll let Nija finish fucking you.”

Her eyes widened as Ronwe slipped out, gesturing for me to take up residence in her chair.

I did as I was told, Ronwe undoing my pants and maneuvering Sia to sit on my lap. “If he makes you come before you finish, then I’ll add it to tomorrow’s list of punishments.”

Her cheeks turned bright red, a gasp falling from her as she settled onto my cock again. For a moment, I saw the vulnerability of the woman we had just met, but the expression hardened again.

“Seriously? I can’t focus with his cock inside of me! It keeps…vibrating.”

I smiled at the little trick I had picked up, glancing up at Ronwe. He dragged a hand down my head, squeezing my neck a little.

“Do you need your word?” His eyebrow raised in amusement as she gritted her teeth and shook her head, pulling herself close to the desk.

She began flipping through the files, trying to ignore the continuing vibration of my cock. Little whimpers and moans slipped from her as she worked.

It felt like hours as she sat on my cock, my hands settling on her waist as I pressed her down to feel more of her.

Ronwe sat back, licking his lips at the sight of us, his cock still hanging low, throbbing as Sia tried to fight her orgasm.

She threw down her pen, shouting “done,” and then I was hauling her up against the desk again, pounding into her before exploding in her tight little cunt, Sia screaming out her own orgasm.

Oh, this human was going to be lots of fun.