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jerked a little and my gaze flew to hers.
    Astis’ eyes were lidded, her thick gold lashes fluttering and her chest heaving with emotion. The tip of a small pink tongue swept out from between parted lips and touched her upper lip, a completely sensual movement.
    One of her small hands was on her breast, tweaking the nipple that was visible through the soft fabric of her sweater, and the other cupped her mons through the long black skirt she wore. A fine sheen of sweat covered her face.
    Great. Just great. Healing me had gotten her off. “You’re one sick puppy, Astis.”
    Her laughter was musical and though soft was a physical force that initiated a violent shudder in me.
    My daemon hickey gave off sparks and I reached up to place a hand over it. The air in the room changed and Dialle was suddenly standing there. I glared at him. “Thanks for finding a pain junky to heal me, bud.”
    He turned a glare on Astis and she gasped, her long fingers working the damp fabric of her skirt between her thighs.
    Dialle lifted a finger and sent her flying, to slam against the nearest wall. She hit with a meaty thump and cried out, her body writhing into orgasm.
    “Good Him,” I said, turning away from her flushed face and busy hands. “What were you thinking?”
    “You’re welcome, Astra.” His manner was cold, his gaze distant. I was getting used to it, but that didn’t mean I had to like it. I took a deep breath and forced myself to calm down. “Sorry. I know you meant well. She just creeps me out.”
    He turned to the witch, who was climbing gracefully to her feet. He stared at her long enough for me to examine his expression. I looked for revulsion there, or at the very least, pity. But saw only interest, fascination.
    Not good.
    “Dialle?”
    He continued to stare at Astis and she stared back. Their regard of each other was focused, intense, even smoldering. And worse. Familiar.
    “How long has Astis been here? At the court?”
    He didn’t respond for so long I reached out and touched his shoulder. He jumped a little, as if I’d pulled him from a trance. Then he turned to me. “I searched for her after our encounter at the coven’s headquarters. I needed to know how she could bespell me. She shouldn’t have been able to do it.”
    I frowned. I didn’t like where this was going. “And?”
    His gaze slid back to her. “I’ve been testing her magics…her mind.”
    I could imagine how Astis would have taken that. I was envisioning hours of sexual play between the two of them. I didn’t like that vision at all. “Was there pain involved?”
    He just shrugged, telling me everything I wanted to know. “Dammit, Dialle. I don’t want your little mistress touching me ever again.”
    He looked at me again, his gaze filled with what looked like genuine shock. “Mistress! Not likely, Astra. She just fascinates me. I gave her to some of my subjects who enjoy subjugation. Everyone is happy. It has been a match made in Hell.”
    I watched him carefully for signs that was lying. He seemed sincere. But I knew better than to believe him. He was a devil. An astoundingly handsome, sexy devil. But a devil nonetheless. When dealing with the Royals I wore a heavy cloak of cynicism at all times. I just shook my head.
    “She’s the best healer on the court. You needed a lot of healing, Astra.”
    I shoved a thick curtain of hair off my face and sighed, remembering the wall of flame that encompassed me before Dialle pulled me out of my office. “I know.”
    My head jerked up as I thought about my office. “I assume my office building is dust?”
    “More like ash.”
    “And the other tenants? Bob and Ralph are okay?”
    “I assume so, Astra. I do not know for sure.”
    I made a mental note to find out fast. As soon as I could get out of there. But when I tried to stand my knees buckled and I found myself back in Dialle’s arms as he lowered me to the bed.
    “You need to rest for a while, my love.”
    Was that actual concern