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the ceiling. Zahra could
feel the heat from his intense appraisal of her body as he guided the shears
across her pants. Apparently, he was leaving no clothes for her to try to
escape in. It was becoming clearer by the moment that he had no plans for her
to leave.
    Once again, the cold metal caressed her skin as tight fabric
was cut from her body, one leg at a time. For the first time, Zahra wished she
was wearing underwear. Not even a tiny barrier stood between them. A cold draft
tickled the space between her legs. Her captor said nothing.
    She looked to where Lennox stood at the foot of the table,
but the tight bonds left her with a limited view. The cold point of the
scissors trailed down her stomach past her bellybutton. She shivered as Lennox
traced it over the folds of her womanhood. The metal clattered to the ground
and she felt his cold hands grip her thighs. The scarf tied around her mouth
muzzled the groan that escaped. Anticipation surged through her body. She
couldn’t help it. Her succubae needs were already rising to the occasion,
betraying her mind that screamed to try to get free. Her body demanded release,
but not from the bondage. The kind of release that only
Lennox could bring. She imagined his hard cock slipping between her
folds. Mortification crept over her as she felt the spot between her legs go
wet.
    Lennox’s hands gripped her thighs and Zahra heard his knees
drop to the ground. Gods. One hand spread her
womanhood while the other fondled her clit. The tiny bud swelled and throbbed
under his touch. Lennox found it with his fingers and squeezed. His touch was
both gentle and aggressive as he pinched and then released, leaving her body
begging to know what came next.
    His hands gripped the inside of her thighs and spread her
once more. His breath escaped, branding her skin with intense heat. Now he
would enter her. She couldn’t see him, but she knew it came next.
    A hot molten softness melted against her wide-open core. Tongue. Zahra’s legs fought to squeeze shut against the
onslaught of pleasure, but the bonds held her in place. Why hadn’t he sought
his own release? Instead, Lennox’s hands held her wide open so that every
sensitive inch was exposed, waiting for his tongue to glide and trace like
liquid fire.
    He did just that. Lennox’s hot tongue massaged her womanly
lips once more. The area tingled with intense need and she swelled with
wetness. His tongue halted, but just when the pleasure came to a skidding stop,
his lips descended on her once more. He groaned against her flesh, the soft
buzz sending vibrations through her core. Ecstasy came flooding toward her.
    Just when stars began to form across
her vision and her core throbbed for release, she felt Lennox pull away. She
panted against her gag. He’d built a firestorm of pleasure only to leave her at
the edge of a precipice. Despair tore through her body as the comedown wreaked
havoc on her sexual need. As a succubus, the pain was unbearable. She cried out
in agony.
    Lennox’s deep baritone voice whispered with unexpected
malice. “You see? This is what I have in store for you. I’m well aware of what
a sex demon needs to survive. I brought you here to torture you. I shall take
you to the brink only to keep you from your livelihood. I’m going to watch you
wither away.”
    A tear escaped down Zahra’s cheek. What had she done to
deserve this? She had a feeling she’d never know.

Chapter 5
     
    After leaving Zahra bound and gagged in a separate room,
Lennox tried desperately to sleep. But all he found were nightmares. It was a
familiar scene. Lennox strode through the meadows of wheat with the sun beating
down on his skin. The metal bundled to his back caused sweat to plaster his
clothes against his body. The walk from the nearest village was long, but he
made the trip to sell more of his blades. He’d been away nearly a week and he
was eager to return home.
    It was early in his marriage and Lennox had plans to buy his
wife