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lowered his lips to hers and she was lost, completely lost, and not at all inclined to be found.

Devil Take Me

Chapter Four
    Namtar moaned as his lips met hers. It was a carnal sound, born of the kind of raw desire he hadn’t experienced in centuries. His rational mind insisted the painful longing was simply due to the trauma of the last leg of his voyage to the surface. Never, in all his journeying, had he encountered such an inhospitable portal. He’d spent the last several hours digging through rubble and some porous, man-made stone, before finally emerging in this strange, square-shaped cave. He’d barely had the chance to brush the dirt from his robes before a mechanical roar sounded above his head and two bright lights spun into the darkness.
    He was simply grateful to be alive, to have found a mortal female before it was too late and his solid form vanished from the Earthly plane, perhaps never to return. That was the sum total of it. That was the true source of this instant, insistent passion, not the sensual loveliness of the woman in his arms, not the strange aura of innocence and danger surrounding her. And most certainly not the way her eyes looked deep into his own with a primal recognition that made him ache to claim her for reasons that had nothing to do with mere survival.
    “Please, oh please,” his temptress murmured against his lips as his tongue speared into her mouth. Her arms twined around his neck, an action which caused her full breasts to press against his chest.
    “Sweet Goddess,” Namtar whispered back, his shaft thickening impossibly further as her tongue grew less timid, her response to his mouth on hers quickly becoming the most passionate joining he could remember.
    Her lips, teeth and tongue met his in an erotic battle, swirling, stroking, suckling, giving and receiving the rich pleasure of the flesh, and quickly building his need to a point that was nearly painful. She was simply too exquisite, too decadently female. Not to mention the most tempting woman he had tasted in his obscenely long life.
    She tasted of wild cherries and dark red wine, smelled of the ancient fields where fertility rites had made the soil burst forth with fruit and grain, and felt like that little bit of heaven a member of the dark court, of a cursed race, never expected to experience. His body trembled with the force of his desire and his heart ached with a fullness that felt remarkably like sorrow.
    Could he really do this? Could he use this woman’s life force to ground him in the Earthly plane? Would he be able to watch her wither and perish, see her fragile mortal body ravished with disease before she finally succumbed to death?
    He’d been taught, once he had emerged from a portal, to claim the first available mortal member of the opposite sex. The Sumerians believed the wasting death the people of his family brought upon humans was simply a byproduct of their own sin. Still, the violent death did not affect their soul, which would go on to the afterlife.
    But it suddenly didn’t matter to him that her soul would be free, Namtar was far too interested in her Earthly body.
    “We cannot do this.” Namtar thrust the woman from him and backed quickly away.
    There were other humans nearby, other women. He could sense the warmth of their mortal hearts beating outside the square cave. He would free himself and find another mortal woman to use for the grounding spell. For some inexplicable reason, he couldn’t fathom using this sweet woman so harshly, no matter that her brief life span was something his race had never respected.
    “You wouldn’t dare,” she whispered, her eyes growing dark with something other than passion, an emotion he would have called vengeance if there had been any reason for her to suspect the deep wrong he had been prepared to enact upon her.
    “I have no wish to harm you.” He held his ground as she stalked toward him, her lips still slick and swollen from his kisses and her