Asmodeus: Demon of Lust---Part One (Princes of Hell)

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Authors: Sara Humphreys
Tags: Fantasy, Paranormal, vampire, Fairies, demons, Ghost
wallet out of his back pocket, complete with fake ID and money. “I’ll go on record as saying this has been one of my more memorable stops.” He removed some cash. “Here’s twenty for the gas I pumped earlier.”
    “Don’t be silly,” Clive waved him off as he coughed into his bandana. “This one’s on me.”
    “Thank you.” Asmodeus slipped the wallet into his back pocket and locked eyes with Kai. “Then I guess I’ll be on my way. Ma’am,” he said with a nod and turned on his heels.
    “Wait,” Kai said. Asmodeus paused in the doorway but didn’t turn around. ”The least I could do is buy you a dinner.”
    A smile curved his lips and he turned slowly to face her. To his surprise, she had closed the distance and was standing directly behind him.
    “So, how about it?” Kai clutched the strap of her leather satchel and squared her shoulders in a challenging stance. Asmodeus’ gaze was briefly captured by the ring, before flicking back to those deep, brown eyes. “Let me buy you a beer and a burger over at Angels and Outlaws to make up for fainting and for acting like an ingrate. I’m meeting a friend there for dinner in a few minutes and I insist you join us..”
    “Angels and Outlaws?” Asmodeus murmured. “Sounds like my kind of place,” “Great.” Kai nodded. Asmodeus stepped aside and gestured to the doorway. “After you.”
    As he started his motorcycle and followed Kai’s car down the dusty main road of Bliss, Asmodeus couldn’t help but smile. He had not only found the ring but a beautiful woman was wearing it, which would make the task of obtaining the ring far more satisfying. Asmodeus had never bedded a fairy before and there was nothing he enjoyed more than new experiences.
     
     

 
     
    Chapter Three
     
    Kai sat in the booth and tried to concentrate on the laminated menu in her hands instead of on the man sitting across from her, but it was an effort in futility. She’d read the contents of the menu about a dozen times but had not retained a thing.
    She glanced at the clock. Seven fifteen and no sign of Ben yet. That was just as well because she still hadn’t figured out how to gracefully explain why she had invited another man along on their date.
    Kai peered at her new friend over the edge of the menu. Mr. Aaron Miles had no light. Nothing. Nada. Zip. He was a Dark One—and yet wasn’t. At least he wasn’t what she expected. Based on her mother’s stories, she was expecting a drooling, fanged, hunched over ball of evil. Not a super-hot hunk that catches fainting women in gas stations.
    Aaron caught her looking at him again and smirked. Kai’s face heated with embarrassment just as the waitress came back to their table with the beers they had ordered.
    “Two ice-cold Coronas with lime,” she said as she slid the bottles onto the scarred wood table. The waitress, probably in her mid-forties, gave Aaron a big smile and tapped her chin with the end of her pen as she inched closer to his side of the table. “Have you decided what you’d like to eat? A hulking fella like you would probably love our Big Devil Burger.”
    “That sounds right up my alley,” he said with a wink. “Thank you, Matilda. I believe I’ll take your professional advice and have that to go, if you don’t mind.”
    “How’d you know my name?” Matilda giggled as she jotted his order down. ”Name tag,” he said in a conspiratorial whisper. Kai watched the exchange with genuine awe. The woman was seriously ready to drop her panties, not that Kai could blame her, but the odd part was that Aaron seemed totally unfazed by it. Was he arrogant or genuinely unaware of the effect he was having on poor Matilda?
    He flicked his pale blue eyes to hers and winked. Arrogant. Figures. Kai rolled her eyes and put her menu down on the table top as she glanced past him toward the door of the bar looking for any sign of Ben.
    “Oh my,” Matilda said as one hand flew to her ample cleavage. “You are a

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