Forbidden Fruit

Althea, the first of the succubi, has been freed, released from her prison inside Rachel's mind. Now her family must learn how to accommodate the beautiful woman in their midst. Driven by passion, haunted by the threat of the demon-spawn Kincaid, Rachel and her family must work together. But before they kill the demon who desires their death, there is still time to taste…Forbidden Fruit!

~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~

“So how are you and my brother getting along?” Sarah asked as she pulled away from Jeremy's house. The visit there had been blessedly uneventful. Both parents were at work. Jeremy had left his father a voicemail with a cock-and-bull story about being invited on a camping trip as Sarah helped him fill a suitcase and a duffel bag with what he needed for several days away from home.

“We're getting along very well,” Maria now replied to Sarah's inquiry. She stretched out on the back seat, her long legs gleaming in the sun. “My master tells me that if I am very good, he might agree to lead me around on a leash this evening when we come down for dinner.”

Silence fell over the car like a damp blanket. “Oh,” Sarah said at last. They drove on for several minutes, making their way to the grocery store. “Maria,” she asked, her voice hesitant, “you told me once that you would explain. Why you enjoy being a submissive.”

“Of course,” Maria smiled. She closed her eyes. The promise Alex had made, in a whisper before she left the house, made her belly churn with suppressed arousal. Inside her shirt, her bra-less breasts were sticky with sweat, her nipples pulled up into hard little points. She fought to keep her hands away from them.

“First of all, it's not that I enjoy being a submissive. It's that I am a submissive. I couldn't change that any more than I could grow six inches or give myself blue eyes. It's a part of me. And for me, it's all about the surrender,” she said, her voice soft. “Ever since I was a young girl, I was the responsible one. The good girl who kept the house clean and cooked the meals and took care of my sisters. I was always carrying that load of duty.

“So when Alex orders me about, tells me what to do, how to please him…” she shivered in happy memory. “Dios Mio, it makes me hot. Horny. The only thing I have to worry about is making him happy. And he is so gentle. I know he would never hurt me. Even when he is throwing me around on the bed, so strong and male and dominant, I know I am safe.

“That's what it is all about, Sarah. A safe place where I can surrender and put all my other responsibilities aside. Alex does that for me. If I come to dinner tonight wearing nothing but a velvet choker and a lead, it's because I feel safe with him. I wouldn't do that for any other man.”

“Not even me?” Jeremy said from the passenger seat.

“Oh, Jeremy.” Maria leaned forward and kissed his cheek. “You are almost as gentle as my master. But do you really want to lead me around on a chain?”

“Well, no,” he admitted, with a quick glance at Sarah. “I'd feel pretty silly.” “But I bet if you were making love to Sarah tonight, and you held her wrists down on the bed, and she was struggling underneath you just a little, it would turn you on. Wouldn't it? To feel like you were dominating her, and there was nothing she could do about it?”

She could see his throat work as he swallowed, and he made a show of fanning himself as they pulled into the parking lot of the grocery store. “Hell, it's turning me on a bit right now.”

She smiled and ran her fingers through her hair. “And now you understand. A little. We all have our own kinks, Jeremy.” She turned towards the woman who she thought might soon be her sister-in-law. “Don't be afraid to explore them, Sarah. You might find out more about yourself than you think.”