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"Your gaze looks covetous, Abie"

"So?"

"Soif you're his female, maybe you feel drawn to hi blue eyes wistful

Lanthe was a contradiction-an evil sorceress who longed for love Sabine had never known anyone so desperate for it as her sister Ever since Lanthe was young, she'd see She read self-help books by the dozen and devoured tragic love stories on DVDs

"The only love I'm capable of is sisterly," Sabine said "Count yourself lucky"

If a romantic attachment hadn't happened in five centuries, Sabine didn't see it forthco a man had expired forever with one of her deaths

Besides, she could never trust anyone but Lanthe, and according to popular wisdom and her sister's books, one couldn't have love without trust

"In any case, just because I'm his, doesn't mean he's mine" The Sorceri didn't believe in fate, and so they didn't believe in a fated mate

Still, Sabine would be cautious with her quarry Get­ting attached to hi kiss, would make their situationunfortunate when she was finished with him

"Ready for the pants?" Lanthe slapped her hands and rubbed theether "Let's see if the rumors about demon males are true"

"Oh, they're true In fact, I think they're underre-ported" Sabine bit her bottom lip He was still semi­hard, and she didn't know if she wanted anyone to see him like that To her attendants, Sabine said, "Leave

us"

When she and Lanthe were alone, Sabine grasped the waist of his low-hanging pants, but paused at the button above the fly "Maybe I'll keep these on him For effect, when I take them off"

Lanthe's brows rose at Sabine's proprietary behavior

"What?" Sabine said defensively "Ihis wrists

above his head

"Uh-huh," Lanthe said "I'll bethis situ-

ation closely" She fastened the manacles at the foot of the bed around his ankles

When he was secured, Sabine sidled up next to Lanthe, and they both gazed at the demon

His broad shoulders see beautifully to his narroaist The hair on his arms, chest, and the trail below his navel was black, but tipped with blond against his tanned skin

"He'sAbie, he's nificent" Lanthe breathed "Your own demon love slave here for you to use when­ever you like I want one, too!"