do what is asked, my lord,” Zuto said. “I’ve told him that if he brings Hannah and her father to me then I’ll give him back his life.”
Maketabori raised an eyebrow. “You’ll give him back his life? You’ve not the power to do this.”
Zuto bowed his head. “Yes, my lord, but you do.”
“You made a bargain without consulting me? I’ll decide if a bargain will be made. I don’t trust you, Zuto, and believe you need to be under closer scrutiny.”
“That’s where I come in,” Natasa purred. She rolled her tongue over her upper lip as if to tantalize him.
Zuto’s skin crawled. Once that small gesture had made his cock rock hard, but now it only filled him with revulsion.
She’d said she loved him, but he soon discovered she was seducing every demon in Maketabori’s court to improve her status. It worked and now, she was one of Maketabori’s most trusted spies.
“What good is a dragon…lover?” She strolled over to him and caressed his bicep with her nails.
He forced himself not to recoil.
“The dragon shall do my bidding and bring Knight and his daughter here.”
Maketabori scoffed. “You thought Captain O’Brien would do your bidding. Why do you think you’d fare any better with his brother or Drakon?”
“If I could leave the island…”
“Silence!” Maketabori sliced his hand across the air. “You tried to escape one too many times, Zuto. And now you are making promises without me. All you had to do was hand over Captain Knight and his daughter. They need to pay with their lives for the death of my worshipers. If you’d had done as you were told, you’d be free from me forever. Such a small task—I thought even you could do it.”
The venom in his voice spurred Zuto’s curiosity. His master was desperate for their deaths, something he rarely showed over the demise of humans. What secret was he hiding? Did Natasa know? If he could discover why the god wanted Hannah and her father dead so bad, maybe he could use and exploit it to bargain for his escape.
Maketabori raised his eyebrow as if he knew what Zuto was thinking. He patted one of the cobra-shaped torques on his bicep. “My snakes have not fed in awhile. You would more than satisfy their growing hunger.”
Each of the slender gold torques slid around Maketabori’s arm, the smooth bands turning into glistening scales. A silver tongue flickered out of a diamond-shaped head. Red eyes stared at Zuto. He fought the urge to flee and stilled his shaking legs. No demon could out run those evil serpents. “I’ll work with Natasa.”
Natasa laughed and slipped her fingers around his upper arm, lightly scratching him. “Oooh, it’s been so long. Too long.” She blew in his ear. “I love how your red eyes burn with passion for me. How your tongue worships me and how my tongue will worship you—starting with your toes, ankles, legs, and your magnificent cock. I can hardly wait to feel you inside me again.”
He shuddered, and she laughed. He curled his toes into the rocky terrain to keep from jumping out of his husk.
Natasa wrapped a lock of Zuto’s hair around her long finger. “My lord, if this task is completed,” she said, her voice too confident. “My reward shall be—”
“I’ll give you control of the Caribbean Seas and all the islands.”
Zuto wanted to break her finger in half. How the hell would he escape the bitch?
Natasa yanked her finger, tearing strands of his hair. He winced and had to press his arms to his sides to keep from back handing the Jezebel.
She ran her hand down his back. “Not the world?”
Don’t kill her.
“I am the ruler of the world. Don’t dare to challenge me, wench. You’ve not the power. I am your master.”
The ground beneath their feet rumbled, and both Zuto and Natasa stumbled. Zuto tried to right himself, but he slid around, his arms waving in the air. Damn Natasa! He wanted to put his fingers around her throat and squeeze and squeeze until her cheeks
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