I freeze when I hear a deep rumble in his chest against mine, fearing retaliation of some sort. I hear a throaty chuckle and flinch as a dark hand rea...hes for my face. Capturing my chin in his fingers, the demon king tilts my head up and I am forced to look into his eyes again. The instant my brown eyes meet his red ones, I shed my fear once again and feel a bolt of pure pleasure course through my body. My lust has returned with a vengeance and I moan with longing. His chuckle expands into a. "Rick Jorgan," he said, introducing himself. "I'm the lead investigator on this little incident here." He held out his hand for a shake.Surprised, caught off guard, Frank nonetheless held out his right hand out of instinct. They shook. The detective's grip was firm, controlling. It was a grip that seemed to convey the message that he could twist Frank's arm around and break his wrist if he wanted to."How are you doing?" Jorgan asked. "It looks like you got banged up a bit when the guys took you. We were coming up with so many weird and crazy ideas that it felt like we have already gone mad.So we decided to stop thinking about it and get some sleep. It is at that moment something struck me, and I blurted out.Me: Why don’t we take our dads’ help?Akram: What! What are you talking about? You have gone nuts. Why would, of all the people in the world, our dads help us to have sex with our moms? If anything, they will probably kill us if they get to know about it.Me: Hear me out, Akram. I. Where was he? What was taking so long? Didn't he know that I needed him? I lightly touched my nipples through my thin cotton shift, the only thing I was wearing. Their hardness gave testimony to the intensity of my desire. Dinner was warm on the stove, but I knew that I would probably have to reheat it. No way would I delay the ultimate physical pleasure for simple nourishment. I knew I should feed him first, but the throbbing in my nether regions would probably not be denied. I hoped he wasn't.