Title: Demons in Disguise
Author: Diane Thorne
Series: Playful Demons
Where to buy: Amazon
Blurb: Heather is attracted to her two coworkers, Chris and Nick. Their toned bodies, charm, and flirtations deepen her desire for them. Overwhelmed with lust, she jokingly states she’d sell her soul to be with them. When they ask her out on a date, she wonders if they have more than a friendly interest in her. Anthony and Dominick are two sex-hungry demons who enjoy bringing innocents to Hell. They particularly love to collect and play with women. They respond to Heather’s call, and disguised as her two coworkers, they fulfill her wildest fantasies. Chris and Nick admit they want to explore a relationship with her. Heather considers it until they deny having sex with her the night before. Anthony and Dom show up later and reveal the truth. In a strange turn of events, she will have to decide if she wants an eternity filled with playful sex in Hell, or a chance with two men who care for her.
She glanced at Chris and found his gray eyes watching her. No, not just watching, but studying
She followed his line of sight and looked at her breasts. Good God, her erect nipples stuck out
like headlights. “I should change.” She headed for the open doorway.
Chris stepped in front of her and blocked the exit. “Don’t. You look fine.” He lifted his hand and
glided his fingers down the side of her arm.
His warm touch sent chills spreading through her body. Her nipples hardened more, and moisture
pooled between her legs.
Trying to conceal her arousal, she again folded her arms over her chest. “I feel slightly
underdressed compared to you two.”
“We can strip some of our layers off it makes you feel better,” Nick said.
She glanced over her shoulder to find him twisting the cap off the bottle.
“Good idea, Nick.”
Heather twisted to find Chris unbuttoning his shirt. “Are you serious?”
He gave her a wicked grin. “Absolutely.”
She watched as he tugged his shirt from his pants. He finished with the buttons then slid his arms
from the sleeves. Heather swallowed hard and stared as if she were in a state of shock. She didn’t
know what to say. Better yet, she didn’t want him to stop undressing.
She glanced at her side and found Nick holding a glass of red wine. He smiled and inched it
closer to her. As soon as she took the glass from him, he pulled his shirt up and lifted it over his
head. Heather took a big gulp of wine then faced Chris. His pants slid down his legs and covered
“I’m dreaming, right? This has to be a dream.” Her temperature rose, and she imbibed the red
“It’s not a dream,” Chris said as he stepped out of his shoes. He left the pile of clothes on the
floor. “We want you to feel more comfortable.”
She pressed the glass to her lips and stared at him. His tight white T-shirt hinted at firm muscles
and clearly showed two erect nipples. Her gaze lowered to his red boxer shorts. At first look, she
thought she had mistaken what she saw. The bulge behind the thin cloth had to be an illusion.
She blinked and checked again. Oh. My. God. He had a mammoth-size hard-on.
“Need more wine?” Nick asked.
She stepped back until she bumped against the counter. He, too, wore a white T-shirt, but
without sleeves. Large muscles captured her attention. She swallowed hard while she held the
nearly empty glass close to her lips. Her gaze traveled south. Like Chris, Nick’s red boxers
clearly showed his stiff cock. She downed the rest of her wine.
“She looks flush, Chris.”
Chris moved in front of her and took the empty glass from her hand. “I think the wine might
have rushed to your head.” He set the glass on the counter behind her.
“This is too…”
He lifted her chin and smiled. “What?”
She got lost in his tranquil gray eyes and missed him leaning toward her. His lips touched hers
gently. He kissed her again, urging her to respond. She opened her mouth, and he claimed it
immediately. His lips were strong, and his breath warm as it brushed lightly over her. He gripped
her arms and tugged her to his body. Her breasts smashed against his solid chest, and within
seconds her heart pounded furiously. He was as hard as Becky claimed, but that thought quickly
disappeared as she felt his erection pressed to her belly. She floated in a sea of need, her body
feverish and her pussy getting wetter by the second. His tongue tangled with hers as he tightened
his grip on her arms. All signs indicated he wanted her.
A warm hand slid over her ass and groped her. The touch took her by surprise because it didn’t
come from Chris. She pried her lips away, and by the time she turned her head, Nick had his
body pressed against her right side.
“Relax,” Nick said, his nose and warm breath tickling her ear.
His erection touched her hip, and shock struck her again, numbing her ability to speak. The two
handsome and smart men she worked and flirted with were in her home, touching her and
showing their arousal. One squeezed her ass while the other kissed her neck. She wasn’t
dreaming. Couldn’t be. Could she? She slid her hand down and ran it over Chris’s cock. The
thick muscle was definitely real. She quivered at the thought of it inside her.
Nick’s hand slid between her legs. “You’re wet. I like wet. So does Chris.”
She faced Chris and found him staring at her breasts. “We should go to the bedroom,” he said,
and she nodded.
Nick’s touch disappeared, and two seconds later, Heather was flying in the air as Chris lifted her
over his shoulder. First she gasped, and then she giggled. He carried her from the kitchen and
down the small hall. She lifted her head to see Nick, but her spinning vision from the quick
movement and liquor thwarted her effort. She barely caught sight of him grinning wickedly at
her as he followed them.
“Don’t put her down yet,” Nick said.
Chris stopped at the foot of her bed and turned to face Nick. The covers on her mattress were
“What’s going on?” she asked.
Hands found her hips and pulled down her shorts and underwear. Her anxiety rose, fueling her
heart again. She twisted to find Nick stripping her clothes from her ankles. He dropped them on
“Perfect,” he said, staring at her rear.
She opened her mouth to say something but stopped short when his hand smacked her ass. A
slight twinge shot through her. Instinctively, she wiggled to get free, but Chris held her knees
firmly. Another slap and a third one stung her ass yet excited her. Arousing tingles branched out
from her tender spot.
“Such a nice ass,” Nick said.
She received two more hard smacks. Realizing she couldn’t avoid them, she stilled herself and
bit into her lip. A man had never spanked her before. Although her inflamed rear felt sore, her
body seemed to enjoy the slightly painful contact. Moisture increased between her legs, and she
clenched her pussy. When he slapped his hand over the sore spot again, she wondered how much
more she could take before begging him to fuck her.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Diane is a lifetime lover of the paranormal, sci-fi, and fantasy. Her mind
constantly wanders into other worlds full of dark and mysterious creatures.
Vampires, werewolves, demons, and other supernatural creatures are her
friends. A few bite, others tempt, and some are hot as hell. Reader beware:
She is not responsible for any titillation, increased temperatures, hormonal
stirrings, or unusual bite marks. Besides writing, Diane enjoys sunny days,
strong coffee in the morning, traveling, shopping with her daughter,
laughter, and red wine. She dislikes taxes, slow drivers, cold weather, and
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