Vice's Domination [Demon Twins 2] (Siren Publishing Menage and More)

Vice's Domination [Demon Twins 2] (Siren Publishing Menage and More) by Vin Stephens

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Chapter 1
     
    The dark command went out as clearly as though he’d spoken aloud. He hadn’t, of course. Only the recipient, the glassy-eyed, curvaceous brunette sprawled out invitingly naked on the bed could hear him. “When I leave, ye willnae recall me and what has transpired here. Ye will awaken to an insatiable need for yon mon’s cock.” The thick Scottish brogue he sent into her mind was low but stern enough to bode no disobedience. This unnatural ability had once brought him such paramount bliss. Now it was simply a key that opened doors to rooms he could glimpse into but never enter.
    Gently he pulled the thin bed covering over her semi-aroused nipples. Her eyelids drifted shut, and her lush lashes fluttered daintily, marking the beginning of her dreams. Her release from this sin was so easy. His was inescapable. Turning to the doorway, he caught his friend’s expectant clear-blue eyes. With nothing more reassuring than a dispassionate shake of his head to offer, he returned his attention to the slumbering beauty. She possessed a body that screamed for the touch of a man, and yet his cock had remained as flaccid as damn panty hose.
    His hand sought out the piece of silver in his pocket. As his fingers curled around the amulet, heating the cold metal instantly with his unrelenting clutch, he fought the urge to pull it around his neck. Deliverance. He needed so much more. He was a demon masquerading as a mere man. Every sexual assignation now ended on this ritual. Seduction, foreplay, and then nothing. He had become as cold and unfeeling as the silver in his hand.
    His mother had been right. And he’d callously severed the band of protection she’d placed on him when he’d removed the protective talisman she’d made especially for him and his twin sister. The dormant power of his demonic father within had been too great to control. It had swallowed him whole, chewed him alive, and spat him out an empty shell.
    “Vice?” his friend whispered directly behind him.
    “I felt nothing, Neil. Not even a twitch in my cock, although my mind was screaming in pure need.” The drop from the heights of his dominant reign had been sudden. As a teen, he’d fucked drop-dead-gorgeous, model-figured college graduates. By the time he’d entered his twenties, his hunger had expanded to encompass more full-figured, mature women. Midtwenties had seen his sexual exploits darken as his targets became those beyond his reach. He preyed on married women simply because they posed a greater challenge. He fucked them simply because he could. All he had to do was issue his sweetly inviting whisper laced with rich Scottish brogue into their mind, and they’d spread their legs wantonly for him.
    But thirty had been the turning point in his life. To him it had signified nothing less than a drawn-out death as slow as a pinprick puncture. His body continued to crave. The women still flocked. But, like Giuseppe, he began to long for something more from the mindless mannequins he dangled from strings. The puppeteer now wished for a woman who came to him willingly, chose to do so of her own free will, instead of responding to the demon’s call he issued in her head. He wanted to feel life in the woman he thrust into. It had been over a year wasted in this search for that one special lady who was immune to his dark mesmerism, if she even existed. It had been just as long since his cock had risen. And it was fucking driving him insane.
    Neil’s slender fingers touched his shoulder sympathetically. “We’ll figure this out, Vice. Don’t give up yet. You were only fourteen when the power seized control of you. It took time to get to this point, and it will take time to break its hold on you.”
    Not time, greed . He’d been overcome by lust. The craving had never ceased no matter how much he fed the thirst in his loins. It grew. Inevitably it consumed him. He’d feasted on women as though they were his life’s sustenance, choosing,

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