Page 2 of Virgin Lust

“I live with humans and have nothing to do with the Underworld. But I’m sure you’re here to fill me in.” He leaned against the table and crossed his arms.

“The end.”

“Ah.” He squinted at me. “What’s that got to do with me?”

“It affects everyone,” I admonished. “Plus, you owe the Grim Reaper a debt.”

That was a lie. The Grim Reaper didn’t expect anything from the many lives he saved.

“So that’s what this is?” The soul reaper pinned me with a glare. “I didn’t ask Grim to spare me.”

“He did because you didn’t know what you were.”

“You don’t have to tell me about my life, witch. How would you know, anyway?”

“I see the past, the present, and the future.”

He retrieved the pool balls from the corner slot and returned them to the table.

“That’s why I know you’d love the chance to get that IOU off your shoulders. The Reapers are the only ones who can stop the apocalypse, but they need help. Do this, and your debt will be canceled.”

“By helping humanity?” He smirked. “Hell, I might like the world after the Devil takes over.”

There was another reason why Shepherd had to be at the human festival. Prudence and Shepherd had to meet. Once they did, my work was done. Love and attraction always did the rest.

“Don’t you have some family left? What was the name of the town?” His eyes narrowed. “You have a sister, right? Or was it a brother? The world the Devil creates won’t be a happy place for humans.”

“Are you threatening my master?” Wallis said bravely.

“No. I’m here to warn him about what’s coming and get his help.”

I tossed a portal chip on the pool table, and a gremlin snatched it up.

“I haven’t seen one of these in years,” the creature beamed, yellow teeth peeking from beneath his thin veiny lips.

“Can you take us to visit?” another asked.

“Drop it,” Shepherd said. The putrid thing listened, and the device clunked to the table.

“If you want to help, come to the City of the Dead tomorrow night.” I lifted my long skirt. “An ugly, dangerous tradition is scheduled. Grim and his Reapers will be there to stop it from happening.”

“Why are you telling me?” Shepherd asked. His furrowed gaze went to the portal chip as his jaw tightened.

“Think of it as a wonderful way to help the world out while getting rid of that pesky debt,” I said and departed.

Images of his encounter with Prudence entered my mind, letting me know he’d go. Matchmaking was tedious but very rewarding.

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Shepherd

The night of the human festival

Shuffling the deck of cards, I watched Wallis tiptoe over to his stuffed animal. The gremlin looked left and then right before glancing at me. Quickly, I dropped my head and focused on the cards, but I could still see him out of the corner of my eye. When he thought I wasn’t paying attention, he shoved down the pants I made him wear and plunged his pencil dick into the worn hole within the doll.

“Wallis,” I said calmly. “If you’re going to fuck your doll, don’t do it in the living room.”

The twelve-inch green demon pulled up his pants and lowered his gaze. “I’m sorry, Sire.”

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