Dirty Deeds (Paranormal Erotic Romance)

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Dirty Deeds

 

 

 

Eliza Gayle

 

 

 

This e-book is a work of fiction. While reference might be made to actual historical events or existing locations, the names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

 

 

Dirty Deeds

Copyright © July 2012 by Eliza Gayle

Cover Artist: Mina Carter

 

 

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Warning

This e-book contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language and may be considered offensive to some readers. Gypsy Ink e-books are for sale to adults ONLY, as defined by the laws of the country in which you made your purchase.

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Table of Contents

Summary

 

Chapter One

 

Chapter Two

 

Chapter Three

 

Chapter Four

 

Chapter Five

 

Chapter Six

 

About the Author

 

Afterword

Summary

Melody went from being a plain jane librarian who never got the guy, to a curvy bad girl demon who uses sex as her weapon. Unfortunately for her, there is always a price and she now owes her boss five souls in five days, or else.

 

Time to don the red leather and go club hopping.

 

Drake is the Master at the Dungeon, the hot new BDSM club in town where anything and everything he wants is his for the taking… until he meets Melody. From the moment the voluptuous blonde walked into his domain, he knew this woman was different. She looked like sin and was obviously searching for something.
Him
.

 

Torn between duty to his not-so-innocent cause and his need to master the strong willed demon, Drake harbors a secret that threatens their bond, Melody’s soul, and even immortality.

 

Who said demons are a girl’s best friend?

 

Warning
: This book includes
supple
red leather, glass dildos and horny demons galore. Do I need to even mention the scorching sex?

Chapter One

 

“I tried to tell you I wasn't cut out to be a soul-sucking bitch.” Melody cast her gaze down, evading her boss's compelling eyes, afraid of
the
look. A summons to the depths of hell for an impromptu job performance review wasn't her idea of fun. She had ignored the warnings she'd received before, so when her body dematerialized in mid-stroke, she hadn't been all that surprised. What pissed her off was being pulled from her lover's embrace when they’d been about to reach the pinnacle. That had just been mean.

“Well, Melody, if you don't want to meet your soul quota, how about an extended period of time in the Lake of Fire instead? Say a century or two for starters. Maybe that would change your mind.”

She cringed.
Been there, done that, seen the movie, and don't want to do it again.

“Isn't there anything else available more suited to my tastes? Say like greed or gluttony or something like that?” Her insides shuddered at all the options. “Soul collection is just so… I don’t know… Not suited to my disposition.” She kept her gaze focused on her lap inspecting her nails, it was about time for a new manicure. She’d focus on anything to keep from looking into his eyes. Her demon boss was an ancient who, with one direct look, could make a person give up all control, making anyone do all manner of very bad things.

“No!” Harold's gnarled hand pounded on his desk.

She flinched, raising her head, barely remembering to avoid his eyes.

“I've told you before, so I shouldn't have to keep repeating myself. Assignments in hell are permanent, and either you accept the job you agreed to and perform it well, or suffer along with the rest of the residents.”

Melody took a deep breath. She'd heard this speech many times before, and she knew there was no other choice. She'd made her bed; now it was time to lie in it…literally.

“Look at yourself, Melody.”

A handheld mirror appeared in her lap, and she picked it up to view her new self once again.

“This is what you traded your soul for. You begged and pleaded for a beautiful human form, and I granted your desire for a price. One that you agreed upon I might add.”

She turned the mirror away and placed it back on her lap. She didn't need a mirror to know how much her appearance had changed. Gone was the overweight, dishwater blonde virgin librarian she had once been. The plain Jane of herself she’d lived with for over a quarter of a century. Instead she now sat in front of Harold as the goddess she'd always dreamed of.

At five foot seven inches and one hundred twenty-four pounds, she had just the right amount of hips and curves to attract any man she desired. Her blonde hair was a lush golden mane framing her heart-shaped face that showed off her green eyes and pouty lips to perfection. Every man she met wanted to fuck her and her sex life had gone from nonexistent to nonstop since the change. It didn't hurt that she could sense their true desires if she wanted to. This private knowledge made her job of getting her lovers into bed even easier than she'd ever imagined.

Problem was, every time she fucked a man, Harold expected her to do so with one whose soul was ready to be taken. Harold created her power so when the object of her desire, be it man or woman, achieved orgasm, she could reach in and absorb their marked souls from their body and deliver them to Harold’s department in hell.

She'd managed to do it a few times. And everything had been awesome right up until she reached in and grabbed their blackened souls. It felt just like reaching into a tub of black and green slimy sludge. At least that's what she imagined it felt like, as she hadn't actually stuck her hand in a tub of sludge. She shivered at the memory.

“Melody! Are you listening to me?”

She jerked back to her boss, Harold, meeting his gaze head on.
Fuck. I'm a goner now.

“You've had more than your fair share of warnings, dear. I should have punished you long before now. But for some reason, I like you.”

A heated blast of air hit her torso, tightening her nipples to sharp points. Between her legs, her sex heated and clenched in anticipation. A little side effect Harold failed to mention when they forged their agreement. Everything made her horny and she was damn near helpless to resist it.

Her boss, however, had never once made any moves on her, so this was rather unexpected and
gross
.

A slight brush against the sensitive skin of her breast tore a low groan from her mouth. Invisible hands plucked at her nipples, pinching to the point of erotic pain, yet Harold hadn't moved and no one else was in the room with them. Her eyes couldn't leave his to investigate her surroundings and honestly, she didn't care. Her boss's power enthralled her as her body heated up with the delicious expectation of hot sweaty sex and the release she craved. A light fingered touch traveled up the inside of her legs and underneath her short red skirt. The gentle graze across the tops of her thigh-highs sent chills over her skin. She arched into the pressure at her breasts while wiggling her hips closer to the featherlike fingers moving toward her now aching pussy.

“Melody, are you ready to do your job?”

She nodded, lost to the sensations enflaming her desire.

“Are you going to start meeting your quota immediately?”

A breathless yes escaped her lips as the tips of the fingers on her thighs slid along her moist folds, barely grazing the hardened little bud of flesh that would rocket her to climax with a tad more attention.

“Aaaahhhh.” She lifted her bare butt, pushing the fingers farther into her moisture.
Just a little more. A little more pressure.

Harold released his power, the touch on her body disappearing as quickly as it had started. She slumped in the chair, bereft from the near orgasm once again. Frustration boiled inside her as she bit back the desire to scream at him.

“Melody, you have five days. Five days to meet this month's quota, or else.” She didn't want to know what the “or else” was. She knew for certain it would be far worse than anything she’d imagine on her own. “Do you really understand this is your final opportunity? Either you become the productive little Sex Demon you were made to be, or I'll be forced to terminate your contract and turn you over to the gatekeeper for the appropriate eternal punishment.” He scribbled something in a folder and then slammed it shut.

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