Deal With the Devil Page 2

  No, she supposed not. Not if they were going to be lovers.

  “Your last name is Haddes? Like the god of the underworld?” Marie asked. She had taken a mythology class in college and remembered the name. She started to feel as if she were putting together the pieces of a puzzle, but when she looked at the picture so far she didn’t like what she saw. Since she met Nate she knew there was something different about him, but now she was thinking extremely different. Not human different.

  “Are you the devil?” she asked Nate in a low whisper even though there was no one else near enough to hear their conversation. Her question scared her but she had to look at what she knew about him so far. She knew he had touched her and made her see visions of the possible future. Now he offered her something she wanted that she knew was out of her reach. He wanted to make a contract with her and have her seal it in writing in her own blood. Something deep inside her told her she was about to make a deal with the devil.

  “Like I told you before, I’ve been called many names,” he said shrugging his shoulders and answering the question in a round about sort of way.

  She looked him over again. He didn’t have any horns sticking out of his head or cloven feet, no tail peeking out from the back of his shirt. He wasn’t what you’d picture if you thought of the devil. In fact if one thought of the most handsome man ever created, you would have to picture Nate. She always pictured the devil as being hideous and frightening. She never pictured him as the most gorgeous of men. Handsome as the devil.

  “So if I agree to this, does it mean that I’ll be damned to hell or lose my soul?” Marie asked, trying to come to terms with the fact that she was actually talking to the devil himself.

  “Oh, no Marie, I’m not after your soul, or looking to damn you for eternity…I just heard your thoughts and felt your hurt and I simply came closer to learn more. Actually you drew me to you. No, I don’t want your soul, just your body,” he confessed finishing with a slow wicked grin. It was heart stopping.

  “How long will this contract last?” Marie asked him finally finding her voice. When he stared at her it was disconcerting and she’d temporarily forget what they were talking about. She snapped back to reality again. “If I agree to it, that is?” She wanted him to think she was still trying to decide when she thought she already knew what she would do.

  “Until I say it’s over,” he stated matter of fact. “Only I have the ability to terminate the contract after it’s signed. Once you sign it there’s no going back, no changing your mind. So you really want to make sure you’re good with what you decide to do.”

  Marie didn’t think he would be open to any contract negotiations by the tone in his voice. She did however think that he would quickly grow tired of her and let her free from the contract.

  Really, how long could someone as beautiful as him want to be with someone as plain and average as her? He told her she was beautiful but she knew deep down he couldn’t have meant it. He could have anyone he wanted in the world. No, he wasn’t going to want her for long. Eventually he would get bored with her and let her go. She decided she would sign the contract with Nate.

  “Well, now it’s your turn to sign if your decision is to do this, if you want the promotion. My signature is dry,” Nate told her.

  Marie sat there looking at the contract on the bar in front of her, then looked over at Nate. He looked at her questioningly, waiting to hear her decision.

  She slowly nodded her head in agreement. “Yeah, okay, I’ll do it,” she told him. “What do I do?”

  Nate reached for her hand and brought it towards him. She hesitated for a second, not entirely happy with the idea of him drawing blood from her. When her hand was over his lap he held her index finger with one hand and the pen in the other. He pressed the tip into the flesh, breaking her skin. Blood bubbled up from the puncture some of it making its way into the pens tip.

  Marie hissed when she felt the sharpness of the pen point break her skin and she tried to pull her hand back but was unable to because of the grip Nate held on her. He wasn’t going to let her go so easily. He had said there was no changing her mind and he had meant it.

  Nate handed Marie the pen and she took it with her uninjured hand. Of course he had known to draw the blood from her left hand since she was right handed.

  Marie turned to the bar where the paper laid waiting for her signature. She exhaled slowly as she wrote her name on the contract below Nate’s. After she had finished writing her name Nate reached over and took the pen from her, replacing the cap back on and returning it to his jacket pocket.

  “Well that was pretty easy, wouldn’t you say?” Nate asked her with a little smile. “Would you like to celebrate with a drink?” he asked her, “I think I’m going to.”

  Marie trembled a little, overwhelmed with what she had just done. Even though the thought of a drink sounded wonderful, she really just wanted to go home. She needed to go to bed to think about what she had just done. She had made a deal with the devil.

  “No, thanks, I think I’m going to go…” she said, not sure how Nate would react to her wanting to leave. She wasn’t sure if he was going to try to make her stay.

  “Oh, okay, well, you’ll be hearing from me soon,” he said as he folded the now dry paper and slid it into his jacket pocket. He acted very nonchalant, as if he had done this all before.

  Marie took her bag and got up from the stool, not exactly sure what she should say to Nate. She nodded her head to him. “Okay, bye,” she mumbled and started walking towards the door. She had almost reached the door when Nate called out to her once again.

  “Oh, Marie?” he said.

  Marie turned around to look at him.

  “Congratulations on your promotion,” he told her.

  Marie nodded again, and mumbled “Thanks,” before she turned around and left the bar.

  Chapter Two

  Libra: You’ll be asked to make good on a debt you owe…It’s time to abandon trust issues and take a leap of faith…

  Marie was sitting at her new desk, in her new office, and her secretary was sitting outside the door. It hadn’t even been twelve hours since she’d made her deal with Nate and she already had exactly what she wanted. She had gotten the promotion.

  She had spent a restless evening unable to ever get to sleep. All she could do was replay the conversation at the bar over and over. After a while Marie started to doubt what she had experienced. Nate must have been a crazy person who somehow tricked her into believing he was the devil. The idea was ridiculous. Plus she had drunk a few cocktails before he arrived. Maybe that had made her think he could read her mind and make her see visions. Somewhere there was a nut job walking around with a contract with her name signed in her own blood.

  But then when she had arrived to work, Ken had immediately called her into his office. Marie knew she was going to find out if she had gotten the promotion or not. As she sat down across from her boss she knew that it was going to be the big moment of truth. She would now find out if she actually had made a deal with the devil or some kind of crazy pact with a madman.

  As she sat in the chair listening to Ken compliment her on all her hard work the past few months, Marie felt her heartbeat quicken. Ken listed all her attributes that made her the perfect candidate for the promotion. Marie could hardly believe what she was hearing. She never heard the “thanks for showing interest but there was someone more suitable for the promotion” speech she was prepared to hear. It was when he stood up to go take her to her new office and meet her new secretary that she exhaled slowly to try to calm her racing heart. She had gotten the job.

  As they walked down the hall, Marie looked at the mark on her finger where the pen had pierced the skin the night before. She felt a little lightheaded thinking that she had really made a deal with the devil.

  Marie sat at her new desk thinking that Nate had come through quickly with his end of the bargain. She had her promotion. She had to wonder, though, when he would show
up, demanding that she fulfill her end of their deal.

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  The water was warm and relaxing, moving in tiny ripples around Marie’s body. There were bubbles up to her chin and at the foot of the tub her burgundy painted toe nails peeked out from the iridescent bubbles. Marie had her hair up so it wouldn’t get wet and a wet wash cloth covered her closed eyes. She was totally relaxed, almost floating in the oversized tub. Her body tensed immediately when she heard a voice speak next to her when she knew she had been in her apartment alone.

  “Hello, Marie,” Nate said quietly. Even though she only met him once she immediately recognized his voice.

  Marie pulled the washcloth from her face and instinctively pulled her arms across her chest covering her breasts, even though the bubbles already hid them.

  “Nate,” she stuttered, looking up at him. Her heart raced at first from him startling her, then from his intense look he was directing towards her. As she looked at him she thought he looked even better tonight than he did last night. He wore black leather pants that hugged every curve and let her know he was a well-endowed devil. He also had on a crisp white shirt that was open, showing a smooth, muscular chest. His abs were unbelievably defined, chiseled to perfection.

  “I’m assuming that everything was okay at work today…” he said his voice trailing off. His eyes wandered up and down the length of the tub sneaking peeks of pink skin that showed through the slowly disappearing bubbles.

  He is so fucking beautiful.

  The way he was dressed was definitely to impress and show off his body. And he certainly didn’t waste any time showing up at her apartment. Marie continued to sit in the tub not sure exactly what she should do. His showing up like this wasn’t what she had expected. She didn’t think he’d just appear the way he did and not the day after they had just signed the contract. He had come to collect faster than she expected.

  Nate pulled off a towel hanging from a hook on the wall and held it open wide for Marie.

  “Come on out,” he told her with a nod of his head. Marie didn’t want to get up out of the tub, but she knew she couldn’t just sit there forever. It felt strange being naked in front of him when she didn’t know him. Plus from what she’d seen so far he was physically perfect and she knew she wasn’t. She felt very self conscious.

  “Come on Marie, its okay,” he said trying to reassure her to get out of the water.

  Marie looked up at him and she bit her lower lip before she got up out of the water. She stepped out of the tub into the towel and his open arms. The air was cold against her skin as he wrapped the tan towel around her, embracing her at the same time. Nate pulled her close so they were chest to chest and leaned down to smell her neck. When Marie felt the warmth of his breath on her she moved her shoulder and felt his lips touch her skin. It was like electricity rushing through her entire body. She immediately stopped to look at him to see his reaction.

  What she saw there in his eyes frightened her, because she had never seen such obvious raw passion in a man directed at her before. She could tell from the look on his face he wanted her, and he wanted her then and there. For a moment, Marie wondered what it was he saw in her. He was so beautiful and could have any woman in the world. There was no reason why he should want her so badly.

  “Are you kidding me?” he asked as he held her tighter. “You are absolutely stunning,” he growled at her.

  “No, I’m not,” she told him back honestly as she shook her head. No one had ever said that to her before and it made a small dull ache in her chest to hear him say it to her now. Besides that, he was the devil. How could she be sure he was telling her the truth?

  Nate let go of her with his right arm and grabbed a fistful of her brown hair pulling her head back so they could look at each other eye to eye.

  “I’m not lying to you. I have no reason to lie to you. And don’t ever argue with me,” he told her, “You’ll always lose.”

  Marie gasped and tried to nod. She had no doubt that he was telling her the truth. They stood there staring at each other, neither one moving. Marie could feel the water dripping down her legs and pooling into a cool puddle at her feet.

  Nate let go of Marie’s hair at the same time he let go of the towel covering her so it started to fall from her body. Marie grabbed at it to keep herself covered.

  Seeing her hold the towel tightly around herself Nate gave a slow smile to her. “You know, I find it enduring that you’re trying to hide your body from me,” he told her. He took a step closer to her so they stood toe to toe, face to face. “But know this, I plan on knowing your body inside out,” he told her, his voice low. The look in his eyes told her he was again telling her the truth.

  Marie just looked at him, amazed at how raw and honest sounding his words were. He turned to walk out of the bathroom and she followed behind him, pausing outside the bathroom doorway. Nate walked down the hall, turning left into her bedroom, knowing which room to go to without asking.

  Marie slowly exhaled before padding down the hallway to follow Nate into her bedroom. When she turned the corner and entered her room she found him lying completely naked on her bed. She stopped in her tracks, totally surprised to find him this way. Her eyes darted around the room not seeing the leather pants or white shirt anywhere. Then she realized there wouldn’t have been enough time for him to have taken them all off that fast anyway. She had entered the room only seconds behind him. His clothes had disappeared.

  Looking at Nate stretched out on her bed, Marie felt her body pulse with her desire for him. His body was physically perfect, athletic and muscular. She had never in her life seen any man like him. He was male perfection personified. Last night at the bar, she thought he was incredibly handsome but she had no idea he would look like this.

  His shoulders were wide and he was so muscular. His pectorals and abs were well defined. She noticed his body was smooth except for the dark hair between his legs. As she looked at his body she tried not to stare at his erection, but it was difficult not to notice. He had the largest penis she had ever seen, and it was fully erect. She felt uncomfortable thinking that he was in this state of arousal because of her.

  “Lose the towel and come here,” Nate finally said, breaking the deafening silence in the room. Marie hesitated for a moment before she let the towel fall to the floor and went over to Nate, joining him on the bed.

  She sat next to him, unsure what she should do. Looking over at him lying next to her, she saw his erection twitching against him. Now that she was closer she could see the tip was glistening with clear fluid. Part of her wanted to touch him, but she didn’t dare. It was up to him to make the first move.

  “This is what I want you to do, Marie,” Nate said as he sat up next to her. “I’m going to put this over your eyes,” he explained as a black silk scarf appeared in his hands. He pulled it straight so Marie could see the long length of shiny material.

  Marie looked at him, unsure with what he had planned. She didn’t know him well enough to have him blindfold her. The idea of not being able to see what he was going to do made her a bit nervous. Her heart raced as she gave him a look of uncertainty.

  “Come on, Marie. I told you yesterday I would never do anything to hurt you. If we’re going to be together you’re going to have to trust me,” he said.

  Marie looked at him for a long moment, then nodded. She had agreed to do whatever he said as a part of their agreement. He had come through with the promotion. It was time for her to keep her end of their bargain.

  “Okay, Nate,” she said with a voice that lacked conviction. She was nervous but tried her best not to show it.

  Nate nodded and gave her a small smile as he reached over to put the satin scarf over her eyes. He knew from experience it would take time for her to grow to trust him. The way she was acting was not unusual.

  As he tied it in place, Marie tried to see if she could see anything, but there was only darkness. The only thing she could do was trust Nate.

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nbsp; “Perfect,” Nate stated as he finished tying the scarf. “Now I want you to lie back on the pillows and touch yourself for me,” Nate instructed her.

  Oh my god. Marie was mortified by what he wanted her to do in front of him. She thought she would die of embarrassment. But then again, she had said she would do what he wanted…anything he wanted. At least she didn’t have to see him while she touched herself, she thought to herself.

  “God has nothing to do with this, just me,” he quipped after reading her mind. “Remember what you agreed to. You agreed to do whatever I want, and I want you to touch yourself for me.”

  Marie hesitated before she laid back against the pillows. She slowly brought her hand down to touch herself between her legs, feeling her curly hair there. Marie knew she was blushing from the heat she felt cover her cheeks. While there had been many times she had touched herself when alone she had never done anything like this before with a man.

  “That looks so good, Marie. Now take your finger and slide it in,” he instructed again, speaking quietly. Marie detected a note of excitement in his voice, which in turn aroused her. Knowing he was sitting there watching her was turning her on more than she had expected it to.

  Marie parted her legs a little before she slid her own finger inside herself. She could feel the wetness of her body’s arousal and a small moan escaped her lips out of her control. It had been quite a while since she had had sex. Nate being there next to her made touching herself even more intense.

  “That’s it, Marie. Keep touching yourself. Slide your finger in and out… I want to watch you make yourself come for me,” Nate instructed, still speaking softly.

  Marie didn’t respond to his words. She simply moved her finger inside herself, rubbing her own clit as her wetness flowed. Knowing he was watching her set her juices flowing. As she rubbed her clit faster she felt herself start to reach her orgasm. She moaned again at that beginning sensation she recognized.

  Suddenly, Marie gasped as she felt fingers pinching both her nipples at the same time. So wrapped up in her own feelings and the sensations coursing through her as she reached for release, she’d never even noticed Nate move on the bed next to her. As she continued caressing herself, she heard him move next to her. She realized from where he was on the bed that it couldn’t be him touching her. She immediately removed her hand and started to sit up frightened. If he was still next to her she didn’t know who was touching her breasts. Maybe there was someone else there in the room with them.