Double Down (Take a Gamble) (5 page)

His magic roared in him. “So fucking tight and warm baby… And you on your fucking knees with your ass in the air
is perfect.” He slapped her ass hard.

She came violently bucking back onto him
, thrusting her hands between her legs to grasp him. The Shadows though muted, danced and writhed reaching for him but never quite making it.

“That’s it baby… s
houlders down… don’t make me do it for you… and no touching… I will restrain you. Take it Shade…” he gripped her hips harder and then swiveled his hips. “Ummm gotta make more room than that baby…” he murmured. The magic rolled over them and he gasped as he felt it release from his aura.

She came again screaming him
name into the night. Her face was flat on the floor the pillow forgotten scattered across out of reach.

Caleb hissed and leane
d down. “Do you feel it Shade… your almost there babe… lets have another for good measure.”

He reached down and pinched her clit. “Once more love… and that fucked up cuff can go bye
-bye and your Shadows can come out to play.”

She hissed as another more intense orgasm hit her. Her
 body sheeted with slick sweat, her hair loose around her. She wildly rode each wave out her tight sheath gripped him in a vice like pulse.

The
magic hit them both hard and he shouted out her name and panted as both his magic and his seed emptied into her.  She milked him hard, her sheath rippling, fluttering around him. He grunted and leaned into her.

“Ummm… that’s it love…” he pulled out and then turned and sat back. “Clean it up Shade… since you were so keen on sucking me off before.”

"Mmmmm I was wasn't I?" she panted wickedly before rolling onto her side and taking him into her mouth in one smooth motion. She moaned, twirling her tongue around his super sensitized shaft. Her eyes rolled up to meet his. "Not bad," she licked her lips certain that she'd cleaned him all off. "You know we should try that."

Caleb bit back a
groan, her mouth was just as wicked as the rest of her. “Try what?”

"Restraints." she grinned laying back her head finding the pillow. "I've always been a fan of zip ties."

He smiled. “Now that you are mine you will be introduced to a lot of… fun things.” He tucked himself back in his slacks and zipped up but didn’t rebutton the top button.

“So? Shall we get rid of that nasty cuff? That was one hell of a screw, but it was missing something.” He offered as he stroked th
e Shadow Scar on the small of her back. It writhed, trying to grip to his fingers, which he found curious.

"Introductions huh?
I’m always up for a new experience if it's out there. I mean look at us now," she looked to her back where the Shadows played with him trying to latch on. "They like you. I've never seen them do that for someone who wasn't a part of the Shadows. When this comes off you’re in for some serious trouble. I can’t always stop them going where they want to and by the looks of things they want you... that makes two of us."

“Well you both have me, if nothing else, for the next h
undred years.” He poked at the Shadow Scar again and then wiggled his fingers at it. “Shadows are odd things, like living ink stains. I like it.”

He ran his fingers up her spine. “So shall we get on with this?”

"They’re much more than that, you'll see. Ok how’s this? I wish that my father never saw fit to betroth my hand to some man child demon and therefore was never fucking cuffed in the process, though I don’t want that to change anything here. We'll still know."

“Good wording.
Done.” His voice was clear, echoing like a bell as the cuff fell off her wrist. He frowned at it and then picked it up and chucked it into the water. It made a plop as it hit the surface and then sunk silently beneath the waves.

“Well that’s done. How do you feel?” He could personally feel the tether between then strengthen. The one wish was strong.

"Like I can breathe again." she rubbed at her wrist.

He nodded and got off the settee and walked to the railing. “Good. Clear night, beautiful naked woman on the deck of my boat, and a thousand possibilities.”

"Things are looking good. You know it’s probably very dangerous giving me two free wishes."

“Free my ass pet. You will pay for all three, I guarantee it.” He turned and winked at her. “But we will still have to deal with your father, and those assholes that were after you.”

"Payment’s not the same if you enjoy doing it. My father’s not likely to try that trick again now I’m bound to you. It would be pointless. Most likely he'll just try and rope you into some sort of alliance."

“Either way,
he needs to be told. And as to those two assholes looking for you…” he grinned. “You didn’t wish their pursuit away. So it will be dealt with once we get back to Monaco.”

"Yeah, I'm more of a
flighter than a fighter. I was just going to get my father to deal with it. He's quite scary in his own right."

He gave her a droll look. “Love,
you can’t go to daddy for your problems anymore. We will have to deal with it, but that’s for later.” He walked back over to her and settled next to her, the pull to touch her quite strong.

"You're right." she turned kissing him. "I really don’t want to be thinking of my father right now."

Caleb patted his lap and then relaxed back on the large pillows. “I think I will keep this stunning body nude as much as possible…”

"And yet there you are wearing pants." Shade sat on his lap curling her body around his.

“That's what you’re here for love. Divesting me of my pants.” He grinned and watched the larger shadow scar writhe on her side.

"Am I? You’re a big
boy, I think you’re more than capable of it."

Caleb gave her a smirk, and reached between them to unzip his pants, his knuckles slid across her sensitive flesh as he did.
“Fine. Lift up then…”

"Right." she lifted up
, nibbling on his neck as she did. "You know while we’re at it we should have the talk."

“Talk?
Okay, what do you wanna talk about?” he shimmied his pants down his legs and then kicked them off. He gripped her hips and settled her back on his lap, her thighs cradling his. His fingers found her Shadow Scar again, and this time it gripped his fingertips as he caressed the small of her back. She was right, they did like him.

"Mmmmm, so distracting."
She shivered in pleasure. "Right, the talk. Now I'm not your slave or you’re pet. I'm not some little human you've picked up from off the street." Leaning back she touched a finger to his chin lifting it so he met her dark eyes. "I'm at least an equal partner in this. If I don’t get the respect I'm due, we're both going to be in for a hundred years of sexual frustration and I'm a woman, I'm very good at frustration."

Caleb leaned his head down and took her finger into his mouth and nipped it. “Oh I can see that happening. But really,” he grinned. “Equal partnerships are something
Djinn have with Consorts, not bargained women. Still,” he mused and licked his bottom lip. “I’m sure we can come to some sort of agreement, I mean you don’t want this little arrangement to be permanent right?”

"You're not a permanent type of guy. I know your type Caleb, the thought of an actual relationship sends you into cold sweats. That’s why we have an arrangement.
 A little slap and tickle’s all good but lord forgive an actual heartfelt conversation darling, I'm pretty sure it beyond you."

Caleb frowned. “You know nothing about me Demon… remember that.” His eyes grew dark for a moment but cleared seconds later, the mask of his good humor back in place.

“And because of that, I’ll give you a little insight. Don’t presume to know who I am, we have barely spent a night in each other’s presence. You are bargained to me now, and I could be a harsh master, but I won’t, because of our arrangement. You have your freedom, as I said originally. But I will call you pet, because it suits you.”

"Call me what you like
 just treat me as my standing deserves or we'll have a problem. I'll apologize for my assumption that playboy commitment-phobe air must be something you cultivate extremely well."

Caleb
scowled and pulled her closer. “I’m not a commitment-phobe as you state Shade. I just haven’t found a woman to be committed to so far. If you don’t give a shit about a woman’s well being, why the hell would you wanna be committed to that person?”

 
"And my well being?"

“
Obviously I care. Why would I have suggesting the binding otherwise?”

"Who
knows." She kissed him before changing the subject "So have any other Djinn bound to a demon before? Am I in good company?"

He grinned. “Good company? Yes, but no other demons. My cousin recently bound and consorted an assassin.”

"I've heard that. There's a sweep on how that’s all going to end up."

“In the courts too.
She’s cool though, completely gone on Nicoli, which is good. She’s the kinda princess the monarchy needs.”

"Monarchy?"

He nodded. “My cousin is the crown prince of the Djinn.”

"And that would make you...?"

“Does it matter?” he asked quietly, his fingers running softly up her spine.

"Not one bit." She arched,
pressing further against him her Shadows delicately sucking at his finger tips. "You know I seem to remember being promised a spanking."

“In due time pet… I don’t want you to see it coming.” He winked and bucked up into her.

"And here was you saying you weren't going to be harsh." she pouted.

He laughed and lifted her just enough and entered her, sliding her down his shaft slowly. He grunted and closed his eyes.

She threw her head back, her body welcoming him in. "Oh I very much like this."

“I agree. Now, let those
shadows out to play pet… they are hungry for it.”

"Oh yes," she rode up on him her nails digging into the soft flesh just above his shoulder blades. The
Shadows moved around them not quite touching him waiting for approval.

Caleb hissed out a breath as she drew blood and then kissed her hard. His hands went to her waist and guided her movements to the benefit of them both.

She moaned into his mouth, the Shadows growing bolder, growing in to stroke him as their pleasure mounted.

Caleb murmured his acceptance as he took them higher, slowly, building momentum. The
Shadows touched his flesh, stroked him, and covered his hands from where they rested on her waist. They traveled upwards, making little pin prickles on the surface which was not at all unpleasant. He tensed, the Shadows caress speeding up his tempo.

She cried out as she came
, the Shadows kneading at her breasts. A pair broke off curling down his body cupping gently at his balls, massaging them expertly.

“Sweet Christ…” he growled and took her harder. “
God you feel good when you come Shade.”

"Good," she panted, "Cuz
I'm about to..." she broke off biting down on his shoulder as she came again, her body writhing on his.

Caleb cried out as her body threw his over the brink. The
Shadows played on his skin, wrapped around his sac and base and pulsed, and he lost it. He hissed. “Shade!”

She smiled at him her eyes sparkling with
something close to affection. "Mmmmm baby." She took his face in both hands kissing him deeply, her body milking him for all he was worth.

Caleb broke the kiss soon after and panted. “
That body and those Shadows… Christ I might not make it the next hundred years.”

"You might not, but then
where’s the fun if there's no danger eh?" she tightened around him eliciting a hiss.

“Woman…” he started and then felt the odd prickle of movement as the
Shadows moved over his flesh. They skittered up his torso and he looked at her. “Are you doing that?”

"No," she paused.
 "Maybe. Subconsciously I guess I could be."

The Shadow crawled up his chest and then settled where his shoulder and throat met. It writhed and he groaned as he felt a
burning in the area, as if his skin was being seared.

“What the-”
he closed his eyes and then shivered. “It burns!”

"Poor baby." she bent down licking the area her tongue soothing the sting. "They can..." she trailed off blinking in confusion.
"Oh it really burned. There’s a mark there, evidently my mark."

Caleb, who was close to laughing at her licking his neck, choked instead. When he recovered and frowned down at her. “Come again?”

"I don’t understand it. Demons don’t ever brand people. It should be a species specific thing, marks like this don’t happen. You have one of my Shadows, the traitorous little bitch." she pressed her palm to his neck trying to call the shadow back into her, the pain increasing tenfold and the shadow fought her, taking deeper root.