Imagine you’re sitting outside at small table for lunch with a friend. The weather is sunny and a bit warm, Two amazingly handsome men approach on the sidewalk. They don’t have shirts on and man-oh-man are they ripped. Their firm muscles make you squeeze your thighs together and lick your lips. They smile and wink at you as they pass by. Accidentally, you blurb softly to your friend you’d sell your soul to have sex with them. You and your friend laugh at the fantasy and carry on as normal. Then, as if by fate, you run into those same two men and they convince you to go on a date with them where you eventually end up having wild monkey sex with them. Wouldn’t that be nice? Hell yeah!
But what if you found out you hadn’t had sex with the men at all. You’d actually had sex with naughty demons disguised as the men and you’d soul your soul to the demons? What would you do?
In the first book of my Playful Demons series (m/f), Jennifer was horrified to discover she’d she hadn’t had sex with her boyfriend, but a demon disguised as her boyfriend. Jennifer turns to her friend, Sally, for help. How could a few words actually bind Jennifer in contract wherein she offered her soul for sex? Well, it did and she got herself in quite the pickle. Sally and Jennifer tried to bargain with the sexy demon, Dominick, but of course, he sticks to his deal. (I’m not going to tell you the rest in case you want to read the story.)
In the second book, Dominick returns with his Italian friend, Anthony. I had introduced Anthony briefly in book 1. Heather, my protagonist, works in an office and craves for sex with two coworkers. Anthony and Dom deliver what Heather wants, disguised as two men she hungers for. She has the best night of mind-blowing sex. But later, she learns she didn’t have sex with her coworkers. Oh no. She’s distraught and thinks she imagined the wonderful night. No, it was real. Her ass was sore after they’d spanked her. She couldn’t have imagined that. So, the coworkers tricked her. Evil pricks. No, they wouldn’t play mean games with her. What else is left? Oh yeah, she’s gone crazy. That’s it. Naturally, she learns the truth, but I’m not saying what she does or the outcome. (I’m a tease, right? Sorry)
So what would you do and how would you respond? Keep in mind, my hell is filled with hot sex and slave labor 24/7. Sure, you’d have plenty of orgasms. But is eternal damnation with hot men worth it? Just something to think about.
Here’s an excerpt from Demons in Disguise:
Anthony had heard the call first. He and Dom had been drinking at The Morning After bar in Hell when Heather had said those sweet words every demon loves to hear. He slammed his glass on the counter, grabbed Dom, and teleported both of them to Heather’s desk. They stood behind her, invisible to all, watching and listening to her talk to her friend and the two men she wanted to take to her bed. Other demons had popped in, but as soon as they saw Dom and Anthony, they vanished. With the decreased amount of new demons arriving, word had to be spreading that Anthony had claimed this innocent.
“This is an easy one. She just wants sex with two men,” Dominick said.
“Can you fucking believe it? She gave up her soul for a ménage a trois. What is it with women today?”
“Perhaps the better question is what’s wrong with the men?”
Anthony chuckled at his longtime friend. “True. The men are nothing like us. They don’t tie their women up, spank them, play with their pussies, or fuck them in every position possible. They don’t make them scream.”
“Because they’re not real men. From what I’ve seen, men today hump their women once and then fall asleep. I’m not surprised we’re getting such easy jobs. These females are horny as the devil himself.”
“It’s sad, Dom. Such beautiful women are missing out.”
“It is. But just think, we can give women what they want and then bring them to Hell where they’ll have to serve us. More workers. More slaves. More freebies. It’s a win-win situation.”
A grin spread across Anthony’s face at the thought of so many women in Hell. Yes, they would greatly perk up the place. For the last couple of years, the atmosphere down south had been dull. Few humans had sold their souls, which forced many establishments to shut down or reduce operating hours. Over the centuries, it was common to go through a dry spell for a while. Then business would pick up. In the last few months, the tide had shifted some and more souls populated Hell. Soon, businesses could flourish.
“How close are you to retirement?” Dom asked.
Anthony shook his head, and his sandy-blond strands fell forward over his shoulders. “I don’t know. I don’t track my points.”
Each soul delivered meant a demon earned points, which counted toward retirement. Anthony cared little about the point system. And unlike Dom, he lacked motivation to be a slave driver. Sure, Anthony took pride in his job and delivered plenty of souls to Hell. But he simply wanted to enjoy women—taste them, bite them, fuck them senseless, and hear them scream. If he had a flaw, it was his craving for women. Sometimes he’d pass on jobs if a man had called. And if a freebie occupied Anthony’s time during an innocent’s call, he had no problem waiting for the next one. And there would be another at some point. Until then, he’d enjoy his time with the female beauties in his grasp.
“You planning to work forever?” Dom asked.
“If it means more women to fuck in the flesh, hell yes. Freebies are nice, but there’s nothing like fresh, living pussy.”
Dom slapped his hand on Anthony’s back. “You’re a fine man and demon. Your cock always seems to find the best women. I’m glad you’re my friend.”
“It’s a dirty job which I’m proud to do for eternity.”
“I’m sure you are.” Dom chuckled. “Have you considered how to consummate the deal?”
“Yes, I’ve already devised a plan.” Anthony stiffened. “I will need your help. Let’s have a few drinks and discuss it. I’m confident word has spread one of us has claimed this innocent.”
“Sounds good to me.”
Anthony placed his hand on Dom’s shoulder. Together, they teleported to Damnation Alley in Hell. Demons chatting and laughing walked along the street. Music from one of the clubs attracted a line of demons and damned souls. Another mass crowded in front of the theater where Little Nicky, The Serpent and the Rainbow, and several hard-core porno movies were playing.
“I’m glad to see they changed the movie selections,” Anthony said as they went around the waiting crowd.
“I ran into Alicia not too long ago, and she wanted to see a comedy. It appears she got her wish.”
“I don’t mind the X-rated movies, personally. They never bore me.”
Anthony slowed as they passed a new sex-toy shop. The clear glass door showed sexy clothes hanging from walls and toys on rack displays. Young men and women with packaged items in their hands waited to check out.
The Italian quickened his pace to catch up with Dom. “I’m glad to see we have new businesses.”
“Better days are coming, without any doubt.”
Title : Demons in Disguise
33,400 words /117 pages
genre: contemporary, historical, paranormal, western etc contemporary/fantasy
type of menage: MFM MMF MFMM etc MFM
Date of release 11/28/2012
Series: yes / no YES, but they can stand alone
Name and link of publisher Siren
ISBN # 978-1-62242-057-5
[Menage and More: Erotic Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, voyeurism, spanking, HFN]
Heather is attracted to her two coworkers, Chris and Nick. Their toned bodies, charm, and flirtations deepen her desire for them. Overwhelmed with lust, she jokingly states she’d sell her soul to be with them. When they ask her out on a date, she wonders if they have more than a friendly interest in her.
Anthony and Dominick are two sex-hungry demons who enjoy bringing innocents to Hell. They particularly love to collect and play with women. They respond to Heather’s call, and disguised as her two coworkers, they fulfill her wildest fantasies.
Chris and Nick admit they want to explore a relationship with her. Heather considers it until they deny having sex with her the night before. Anthony and Dom show up later and reveal the truth. In a strange turn of events, she will have to decide if she wants an eternity filled with playful sex in Hell, or a chance with two men who care for her.
Note: This book contains dubious consent.
I am an erotic romance writer. I especially love the paranormal. My interest in the darker side of the world started in my youth. Spooky and mysterious creatures intrigued me. Needless-to-say, vampires, demons, werewolves, ghosts, and fallen angels are my friends. A few bite, others tempt, and some are hot as hell. Reader beware: I am not responsible for any titillation, increased temperatures, hormonal stirrings, or unusual bite marks. Besides writing, I enjoy sunny days, strong coffee in the morning, traveling, shopping with my daughter, laughter, and red wine. I dislike taxes, slow drivers, cold weather, and cranky people. Feel free to contact me at www.dianethorne.com, Facebook, and Twitter @DThorne_author
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