“Would you like me to assist you, my lord?” Obedience asked a little too quickly, a little too eagerly.
The devil scowled at her. “So obsequious,” he spat at her. “Are there no men here for you to sin with?”
Admonished, Obedience hung her head. “I apologize, lord. I see you and I cannot contain myself.”
His lips curled back over his sharp teeth. “There are words for your type, Goody Barebone. Kneel together,” he commanded.
Obedience pulled up Tace and the two faced each other, still kneeling on the ground. The older woman moved close to Tace, so that their bodies were touching, breast to breast, belly to belly, thigh to thigh. It was hard for Tace not to lean forward and kiss her friend, but she controlled her actions. They looked into each other’s eyes, it was a gaze that Tace had sha
