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  Nate moved his hand from Marie’s clit then slowly pulled his cock out of her. Marie immediately collapsed onto her stomach. Nate lay down next to her and she rolled over to look at him. Her hair covered part of her face and she moved it to see Nate clearly.

  “Are you going to stay for a little while, or do you have to go right away?” She already knew he wouldn’t stay the entire night, but she wanted to see if would be there with her for a little while more.

  “I don’t have to leave yet,” he told her. “Come here and I’ll stay with you until you fall asleep.”

  Marie moved over and settled herself next to Nate so he could wrap his arms around her. She felt at ease in his arms as he played with her hair, twisting a few strands back and forth around his fingers. It was the last thing she was aware of before she fell asleep.

  Chapter Four

  Marie sat behind the wheel of her new car, listening to the engine’s quiet purr. She stared at the dashboard and breathed in the new car smell. Her old car had been a compact, bare bones with crank windows and rust covered doors that she had been driving for ten years. It had gotten to the point where she never knew if it was going to start and there were many times it had broken down leaving her stranded.

  Now she owned the brand new blue sports car with the rich leather seats and purring engine that she had dreamed of for years. When the dealer had handed her the keys she couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear.

  There was no way she could have afforded a new car like this on her old salary. It was because of Nate and the promotion that she was now sitting on the rich leather seats.

  She had seen him many times since signing the contract with her blood a few months earlier. When he came to her she was always excited to see him. She’d had to remind herself repeatedly that they only had a contract together, nothing else. It made her remember they didn’t have a “real” relationship.

  Sometimes Marie thought that there was something more to her and Nate than just incredible sex a couple of times a month. There were times when Nate seemed genuinely interested in her as a person. When they weren’t making love, he asked her questions about her life, her time growing up, and her old boyfriends. It almost felt like he cared about her.

  Then he would leave without notice and she would find herself alone until the next time he’d appear.

  Marie saw a neighbor walk by, probably thinking she was crazy for sitting alone in the car not going anywhere. Especially since she’d parked in front of the building over half an hour earlier. She lightly touched the steering wheel one more time before she turned off the car and went inside to her apartment.

  ****

  There were only three days left in the month and Marie still hadn’t seen Nate. Every night she’d would wonder if that would be the night he’d come back to see her, but every night she fell asleep alone. In the morning, he was the first thing on her mind. She was finding it impossible get him out of her head. He had told her when they first met that after making love to him she wouldn’t want another man and he was right.

  She’d even tried going out on a date with another man. His name was Oliver, and he had asked for her phone number after they met at a party. He was handsome and funny, worked as a trader at the Merchandise Mart downtown. Under any other circumstances Marie would have fallen head over heels for him. Too bad she couldn’t stop thinking about Nate. Even when she and Oliver were sitting on her sofa, kissing and touching each other at the end of their date, Nate constantly intruded on her thoughts.

  When Oliver called Marie the next day to ask her to go out with him again, she told him she wasn’t available. She felt bad about lying to Oliver, but it was pointless for her to get involved with anyone else.

  Now, Marie thought about the first time she and Nate had made love. Remembering how it had felt the first time he had slid his long thick cock inside of her, Marie’s pussy clenched with desire. She could feel her wetness when she rubbed her legs together. There was a fire in her core that grew with intensity as she thought of him sliding in and out of her body, whispering his hot words of passion in her ear.

  She wanted him there now, wanted to experience their latest sexual adventure. When Nate appeared she never knew what to expect. The first night he came to her, he had blindfolded her with black satin. Since then he sometimes brought things with him for them to use during sex. He had her handcuffed once, while another time her arms and legs were spread wide, bound with restraints during their entire time of lovemaking. Once he’d licked cream off her breasts, lapped at it with his tongue from her belly button. When he poured the cold liquid between her legs and she watched him bury his face there, she’d fought to keep from screaming out in pleasure. He’d sucked the cream from her pussy, occasionally flicking her clit with his cold tongue. The orgasm had left her so breathless she’d actually needed time to recover before they could make love again.

  Nate had taught her that it was okay to go outside of her comfort zone. There was much more to sex than the few positions she’d experienced with other men. He taught her ways to experience pleasure as she never had before, and she shamelessly enjoyed them all. During their time together he brought out another side of her that she never even knew existed. With Nate she felt special, sexy, different than how she normally felt.

  He had proven himself correct about another think he’d told her the night they met in the bar: One look at him, and her body cried for his, wanting him to take her, make her his again. In fact, she didn’t even have to see him. All she had to do was think about him. He really had ruined her for other men.

  “Penny for you thoughts,” Nate said, appearing at the foot of her bed.

  Marie quickly sat up. His damned appearing and disappearing still made her jump in surprise. Even though her room was dark, Marie could feel the redness of embarrassment rise up through her cheeks. She knew that if he read her thoughts he’d see she wasn’t just thinking of him, but imagining his cock buried inside her.

  “Nate,” she said feebly, unable to think of anything else to say. She could feel her heart starting to beat faster, her excitement at his presence difficult to disguise.

  “Nice ride you have out front,” he said as he started to crawl up her bed toward her, not wasting any time with small talk. Tonight he had on blue jeans and a plain black t-shirt. Even dressed as casual as he was, he was still breathtakingly handsome.

  “I—I just picked it up a few days ago. I still can’t believe it’s really mine.” It was true, owning such a nice car was going to take some getting used to. But Marie didn’t want to talk about cars with Nate. She wanted sex. Lots of sex. With him. Now.

  Nate climbed up over Marie, straddling her. He looked down and grinned, his hair falling forward to frame his face.

  “So, have you missed me?” he teased her knowing full well that she had. “I did warn you that you’d never be the same after making love with me.”

  For some reason, Nate’s self assurance and cockiness tonight bothered Marie. She moved to sit up and push him off of her. He had been totally correct that she wasn’t the same after making love with him, and she had missed him since he’d been gone. He didn’t have to rub her face in it, though. Maybe it was a result of thinking about Oliver and knowing she wasn’t ever going to have a normal relationship as long as she had her contract with Nate that upset her. She didn’t know, and didn’t care. The resulting feelings were the same, and she wasn’t in the mood for his teasing.

  “Get off me,” she demanded as she struggled to sit up. Even though she pushed Nate with all her might, he didn’t budge one inch. His not moving pissed her off even more. “Get off of me!” She pushed at him again as hard as she could. He still didn’t budge.

  “Whoa, wait a minute. I think you’re forgetting who’s in charge here,” he said to her as he grabbed her arms at the wrists. A spark ignited in Marie’s eyes as he held her. He’d pushed her so she was lying flat on her back again. He stretched her arms up over her head, easily pinning
her down under his weight.

  “Let me go.” She writhed beneath him, her words only half-serious. Even in anger she quivered from his touch, aroused by the way he’d taken control of the situation so quickly. There was no way she could deny him even if she wanted to, even when she was angry with him. One touch from him and she was lost.

  The way he held her down, pinning her with his solid length, was a total turn on. She could feel his hardness through his jeans letting her know he wanted her too.

  “No, I won’t let you go” he quickly replied, smiling.

  Marie struggled against Nate’s hold, but he was too strong. She looked up at him and saw that he was amused by her feeble attempts to free herself. The more she moved, the more her pussy throbbed with desire at the delightful friction between their bodies. As she looked at him she knew he was enjoying himself at her expense, which incensed her more.

  “Kiss me.” His face was only inches from hers. His hair brushed her face, tickling her. At any other time, it would have made her laugh. Not now though.

  “No.” She wasn’t about to give in to him without a fight. Despite her arousal, he was seriously starting to piss her off.

  “Kiss me,” he said, a definite command this time.

  “No,” she said, just as defiant. It took all the strength she possessed to continue fighting him. Even though she wanted nothing more than to feel his lips against hers, to feel his body plunging into her own, there was no way she would give in so easily.

  A low growl escaped from deep in his throat, and as Marie looked up at him, his eyes glowed an unearthly red. She froze, unable to tear her gaze away from those glowing, red eyes. He looked scary. He looked like… the devil.

  “Kiss me, Marie,” he commanded again, his voice deep and frightening, almost evil. “If you keep fighting me, there will be hell to pay.”

  Marie whimpered at his words and those unnatural red eyes. Nate suddenly let go of her wrists and moved his hands down to grab her face. He moved his lips closer to hers so they practically touched. His eyes slowly returned back to their normal, stunning green color.

  “Marie, I’m sorry,” he whispered. “I’m so sorry. I—I don’t know why I—I didn’t mean to scare you. I want to make love to you so badly. I know you can feel how much I want you, and I know you want me too. I’ll bet if I touched you right now I’d find you’re soaking wet for me. Please don’t fight me anymore.”

  As soon as their lips met Marie knew he had won. She had been kidding herself to think that she had a chance of resisting him. His tongue brushed across her closed lips and she opened her mouth to him.

  He moaned and lowered himself to rest on his forearms, burying his fingers in her long, brown hair. His body pressed against hers again and she could feel his hardness through their clothes once more.

  Marie raised her hips up to meet his as the intense throb between her legs grew stronger. All she could think of was having his cock deep inside of her.

  Nate stopped kissing her and pulled back away from her. “I want you now,” he told her.

  All Marie could do was nod her head in agreement. Suddenly, all of their clothes disappeared. Marie looked down at their naked bodies then back at Nate with a smile. She parted her legs without hesitation and Nate entered her, thrusting himself as deep as he could in one, fluid stroke.

  “Damn,” she muttered as she moved her hands down to grab his buttocks, pulling him even closer. Every time they made love she was amazed at how fantastic it felt to have him inside of her.

  “Exactly,” he replied back with a wicked grin and his eyes flashed a bright red for just a second. He plunged forward again and her hips moved to the rhythm he had created.

  As Nate’s movements quickened, so did Marie’s. She closed her eyes, overwhelmed by the sensations he created within her. It was so strange to think that he was the devil. Marie knew all about heaven and hell, God and the devil. She’d always thought that she would end up in heaven, but now she wasn’t so sure.

  Nate might not have wanted her eternal soul, but she might have damned hers to hell on her own. Marie didn’t think God would approve of the way she felt about Nate. Making love with him was the best thing in the world and if thinking that damned her in God’s eyes, she couldn’t find the will to care.

  She also realized that if she was never able to have a relationship with another man, it really didn’t matter either. All she wanted was Nate, even if it was only for infrequent visits a couple times a month. No one else would ever compare, and no one else would make her feel the way he did. She would take what she could get.

  “Tell me I’m the best you ever had,” Nate said to her without changing his rhythm, “Tell me you love it when we make love.”

  “I love making love with you,” she responded breathlessly. “Its like nothing I’ve ever experienced.”

  It didn’t feel strange saying the words to him because they were absolutely true. Only he could make her feel such pleasure, make her feel so alive. He had a power over her body no one else ever could. He could have her very soul if he wanted it. She was his for the taking, in every way. All he had to do was ask.

  As she reached her orgasm at the same time he did, she clutched his buttocks even harder, surrendering to him. She was his, body and soul and he didn’t even know it. And probably wouldn’t care.

  Tears welled in her eyes and she fought herself to control her emotions. God help her, but her entire being belonged to the Devil.

  Chapter Five

  Marie had her legs spread wide open as Nate knelt in between them. His hair was entwined between her fingers as he drove her insane with pleasure. His tongue made slow licks across her clit, and she thought she would die from the sheer rapture.

  Her body throbbed with every slow stroke of his tongue on her. She swallowed hard and then moaned when she felt Nate languidly slide a finger inside her wetness as his tongue continued to play across her clit. She felt him pause a second then remove his finger from her for a moment before she was filled once more. It took a few seconds for Marie to realize Nate had slid two fingers inside of her this time. Her inner muscles clenched around them as he continued to play with her dripping pussy, his tongue dancing over her clit. It only took a couple more slides and licks to bring her to another overpowering climax. She clutched his hair, panting his name breathlessly, while pushing his face deeper into her hot, wet center.

  When Nate crawled back up the length of her body his green eyes sparkled. His face glistened, wet from her juices, and she looked down to see that his cock was rock hard again. Before he had gone down on her, she had made him come deep inside her throat as she swallowed every last drop of his release. Now, as she looked into his eyes, she knew he was ready and eager to make love to her again.

  He gently rolled her on her side and lifted her top leg before sliding his cock into her heated core. He reached around to play with her clit as he fucked her and Marie tossed her head from side to side, delirious with pleasure. She’d barely had enough time to recover from one orgasm and now he had her teetering at the edge of another. They had been making love for hours, never stopping to rest. Now another orgasm rushed through her, racking her body with delicious sensation.

  Nate squeezed her thigh as he moaned loudly and came inside Marie. After a few moments, he leaned over to kiss her cheek before rolling to his side and pulling her against him. They were both covered in sweat and totally spent. He wrapped his arm around her, his palm lying flat across her right breast.

  Marie was so comfortable lying there with him behind her. She thought she was a perfect fit in her arms. It felt like…heaven.

  “So are you excited about your big move?” Nate asked. He glanced around the room and the stacks of boxes surrounding them, all meticulously labeled to reflect they contents.

  “Yeah, I am. My new place has double the square footage. I’m going to make the extra bedroom into an office so that will be really nice. I can’t wait for you to see it.”

 
; “I’m sure it will be great,” he told her then kissed the nape of her neck, running his tongue along the sensitive skin there, making Marie’s hair bristle. He still had the ability to give her the chills. Nate whispered in her ear, telling her he wanted to make love again. He thrust his hips against her and she could feel that he was erect.

  She smiled as she turned to him, and then moved so she was kneeling over Nate, straddling him. She bit her lower lip as she eased herself down on him. He reached up to caress her breasts as she moved up and down, riding his cock. Heaven help her, she loved making love with Nate, and loved every second he spent with her.

  ****

  It was four thirty in the morning and Marie lay on her back. She was totally exhausted and thought that when he alarm went off she might have to call in sick to work to catch up on her sleep. Even though she and Nate had spent his entire visit in her bed, they hadn’t gotten any sleep at all. Only now he slept next to her with one of his legs casually thrown over her body. He had one arm across her shoulder, its weight heavy on her chest. Her stomach gurgled and she realized she was starving. Maybe when they woke up she’d make them breakfast.

  “I’ve got to go,” Nate said in her ear breaking the early morning silence. He was awake.

  “Really?” For whatever reason, she’d thought this time he would stay until the morning. Apparently she had thought wrong once again.

  Nate started to play with her hair, winding the strands around his finger, twirling it back and forth.

  “Well, you’re not the only one I have a contract with and I do have other visits to make tonight.” His tone was devoid of emotion. “Thanks for the good time.”

  Marie furrowed her brow and felt a cold pit in her stomach. He had other contracts, other people…other women to see. Of course his words made sense. She wouldn’t be the only one he had under contract. It was crazy of her to think she was the only woman he was having sex with. Two nights per month with her wouldn’t be nearly enough—not with his sexual appetite.