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Kam gave a heavy sigh as Samirra left and quickly closed his mind off, knowing that Claire would be along quickly. When she did show up, he got to his feet with another heavy sigh and crossed to her, "No... She'll come back to us eventually... She'll have to..." he said softly as he looked at where Sebastet had been.

"We have to stop Luna somehow. Samirra doesn't want Dancer hurt. She was right that Sebastet would have found her and done what she did eventually, but Dancer only sped it up by a day or two. The point is that she doesn't want him hurt," he told her simply then led the way towards Luna's rooms, pausing outside the door.

He didn't like what he was going to have to do but knew that it had to be done if they were going to get the girl back, "When I distract her, get him out. Contain him, heal him, but lock him down tight. His final fate will be Samirra's to decide," he told her firmly, his voice giving nothing away. He knew what he was risking to do this, but knew that they really didn't have much choice.


Meanwhile, Dancer was proving his words. He was not only taking the damage Luna was giving him, but his body was simply reacting to it no matter how much she wanted it different. He not only took the pain and the damage, he wound up begging for more.

This was what made him so perfect for the Arena in Hell's Cradle. He dearly loved it to the point that it could kill him and he'd still beg for more. For him, pain was pleasure. When Kam had been 'training' him, hie'd been forced to go a different route. Pain hadn't been the answer. Kam had gone with pleasure to train him. Pain would have been impossible to use.

But it was still a struggle for him to keep the Mating Bonds hidden. His spells were undetectable and unbreakable, he knew. But he was determined to keep Wind and Egan safe.

What he didn't know was that they both knew what he was going through despite his attempts to prevent it...

Kam shook his head slightly, "I can't explain it to you, Claire. I can't explain it to myself. There's just something about her..." he said softly then shook his head as if trying to shake his thoughts back into place, "No matter what happens, just keep him away from her. Even if you have to hide him or give him back to whoever owns him now. Truthfully, though, if you keep him hidden long enough, my last orders to him should take over and you can send him just about anywhere and he'll take care of the problem for us," he told her simply, knowing that she'd do it all simply because he wanted her to.

He put his hand on the door and hesitated just a moment then turned and pulled her in for a hard and deep kiss, kissing her just the way he knew she liked it. He finally let her up for air and flashed her his old grin briefly then opened the door and walked inside.


Dancer was already bleeding heavily and panting for air as his body struggled against the bonds holding him strapped down. He wasn't struggling to get away, though; he was actually struggling with the line between pain and pleasure. He was fairly lost in the haze of pain-induced lust, lost and sinking further into it with everything she was doing to him.

If she was more into the lust side of things, he'd be enjoying it more. Not to say that he wasn't enjoying it. He was definitely enjoying it and his body was showing it to perfection right now.

But she was right that he was hiding something. His spells held tight and he knew that not even Claire would be able to break them, not with the way he'd set them. He was just that good with his magic. His survival had counted on it in the past.

He finally managed to get his body to stop moving and panted heavily for air as he blinked up at Luna and gave her a hazy half smile, "Of course I'm hiding something... I'm hiding lots of something... But you won't get it from me... Not unless you kill me..." he panted out in a voice already going hoarse from his screams.


Whatever else might have been said was interrupted when Kam moved up behind Luna and slid his arms around her waist, pulling her back to his chest as he leaned his face down into the sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulder. He didn't bother with a kiss, knowing that a kiss would simply irritate her right now. Instead, he gave her a sharp n** that was pretty much guaranteed to get her instant attention on him.

"Play with me for a little bit, Luna... Let him heal a bit so that he can take more later..." he said to her in a soft growl then gave her neck a teasing hush of his breath that he knew would make her shiver for him.

While he was half incubus, just as Dancer was, he was all demon and knew how to entice one pretty much instantly. Gurzil had seen to his training int hat area long ago, wanting his pet to be the best at everything. So Kam had gotten the best teachers Hell's Cradle had to offer and had done so good in his lessons that even Gurzil had been impressed.

While his new scars would make it harder for him to feel sensations, it would make for a different texture while he was 'teasing' and enticing Luna. Besides, she already knew that he had no problem with pain...

Kam tightened his arms around her, just enough to give her a hint of his strength and pull a breathless sound from her, "If I do this, I'll work you over my way, Luna... I promise that you'll enjoy it, though... But first, I need a promise from you: no more damage to Dancer... If you want Samirra to come back to us, you can't hurt Dancer. She's still young enough to be a bit squeamish. She'll get over it as she gets older, but she doesn't want him hurt," he told her with a soft growl coloring his voice and making his body vibrate slightly behind her.

He knew that he wasn't playing fair by teasing her as he demanded her promise for this one thing, but he really didn't care at this point, "I need your word that you won't hurt him anymore, Luna. Otherwise, I'll have to walk out that door now and take him with me," he added, letting her know just how serious he was about this.

If she gave her word to him, he knew she'd keep it. If she gave her word to him, he was going to make sure that she was a pleasured mess by the time he was finished with her. He'd take a bit of damage in the process, but he liked it when bedroom antics were dangerous.


Dancer gave a soft cry of pain as he was thrown on the cot for the healer, doing his best to keep very still even though his body wanted to writhe with the pain. He'd already sealed everything away that he could to keep any of them from learning about Egan and Wind, so he wasn't worried about that. He was actually worried about Egan and Wind learning about how much he was enjoying the pain he was in right now.

The healer was terrified of Claire and did his best to heal Dancer. The process was painful enough that it pulled more sounds from the hybrid that would give Claire a good indication that she should probably be binding Dancer down in Kam's rooms to keep him from hurting himself any further just to get some relief...

The healer finally stepped back with a shiver of fear and turned to Claire, "I can't heal it all. He's allergic to silver and she used that on a few of the slices so I can't heal them. They'll take time to heal but if you can keep him from going in there again, he'll heal from it all. It'll just be slow," he told her in a shaking voice.

Behind him, Dancer gave a throaty laugh with a voice gone a bit hoarse from his screaming, "I'll heal almost human slow, he means... Mmmm... I haven't felt pain like this since the Arena..." he added, not saying anything about Lark and his antics to keep Egan protected.

Though there was one thing that Lark had told him once that might save him, but he didn't know if Egan was willing to go through the right channels for it. Egan would have to work through another demon, would have to tackle the demonic legal system to get him back. He didn't think he was worth the effort go through all of that, though.

And while he'd managed to block anyone from detecting the Mating Bonds, he hadn't had enough time to completely block Wind and Egan from him. He just didn't realize how much they were getting from him...

A little while after tying Dancer up, he was able to start calming down. But then, another problem started to come up: he was starting to hear that soft echo in his mind again, the one that carried Kam's orders. That would be problematic if it continued. But he held it back as he laid on the bed. He held that much in until he could hear everything much more intensely, until the feeling of the silk bedspread under him felt like raw wool, until the bindings that held him in place felt like silver chains. Still, he held it back, knowing that he had to hold it back for as long as he could. Besides, the only ones that could do anything with him when those orders took him over were Kam and Egan...


Kam, meanwhile, just gave another of his darker chuckles as he turned Luna around and lifted her hands to his shoulders, his desire going up a few notches at the feeling of Dancer's blood being rubbed against his skin from her hands and arms. He gave a grin that could only be described as unholy, "Why don't we play with each other..." he suggested instead, knowing that she'd love that offer.

With that, he leaned down and took her mouth in a kiss that even Claire would have protested, his hands sliding down her back to her hips to hold her body against his in a hard and unyielding grip until she was actually whimpering for more.

Only then did he let her up for air then move to strip them both down and get down to business. Each time she thought he was going to let her rest, he went right back in the ring. He kept them going until even she was ready to quit.

He finally sat back on the bed and panted hard as he looked down at her, both of them covered in blood and injuries until it looked more like they'd tried to kill each other rather than had really good sex. He leaned over and licked a line up her spine that made her shiver then placed a light kiss to her cheek, "Gurzil never allowed me to go that far, you know... He had to be the one in charge of everything... And he never let me hurt him..." he whispered to her softly, his tone of voice showing her how much he'd enjoyed the last few hours.


Whatever else might have been said was interrupted, though, by someone that neither of them would have expected. A heavy collar went around Kam's neck from behind and sealed itself shut with an almost musical sound. He turned with a growl of annoyance only to be stopped by the sight behind him:

Esabel was grinning with Wolfe standing behind her like a looming challenge. She raised one hand and actually waved it at them, "Hi, Kammy. Hi, Gurzy's wife. Sorry, but Esabel has to take Kammy to Tenny. Tenny bought the family contract. If'n you wanna complain to him, here's a copy of the contract. You can find him at Club Brimstone," she said simply then laid the contract on the bed by Luna.

Then she simply started walking out of the room as Wolfe formed the portal for them. Okay, okay, it was a door. But it appeared out of nowhere and acted just like her portals.

As she and Wolfe headed through the magical doorway, Kam seemed to be dragged along behind them despite his struggles to remain where he was. He put his hands to the collar and it glowed, causing him to hiss and let go as he was pulled through the door and it closed behind him.

Dancer gave a soft chuckle that would easily remind Claire of Kam in the way the sound seemed to move right through the body and into the most intimate places to ease at the senses, "She won't hurt me now... She's probably figured out part of it... She won't risk hurting me now..." he said in a soft voice that had gone up several degrees on the sexy scale.

His skin was already starting to take on a hint of gold, though it wouldn't really be all that much different from his usual tan. At least, not yet.

Soon enough, he'd go fully Incubus and likely drive her nuts. Staying in a room with a tied-up Incubus of any degree of bloodline, would severely tempt even the most powerful. And an Incubus driven nearly insane with physical need was even more potent. The pheromones alone would drive her nuts.

But he didn't say anything about that just yet. After all, he knew full well that Claire had no idea exactly how much Kam had done to him to train him the way Gurzil had wanted...

Dancer was perfectly ready to carry through with Clair's plans, his body already worked up to a frenzy. But he was still able to hide what he knew from Clair, even as he kissed her back and wrapped his arms around her...

Then Samirra knocked on the door...

He let out a groaning growl of frustration as Clair moved to open the door, then laid there panting for air...

Then Samirra was leaning over him, one hand on Egan's Mark, and telling him to reveal it. How she knew, he didn't know. But as he looked up into her eyes, he knew he had no choice.

He gave a heavy sigh and closed his eyes so that he could focus easier, dropping the spell and revealing the Marks he carried. Both sides of his neck and shoulders were covered, showing that he was double-Marked. As the spell came down, the Marks were shown to go further over his skin than neck and shoulders, though. He was as claimed as someone could get.

And what Luna had done to him violated so many Demonic Laws that Egan could demand compensation up to the same amount of damage she'd given to Dancer, including compensation for the mental damage.

As the spell wore off, he heard Clair sucking in a shocked breath at what she saw. In that instant, he opened his eyes with their crimson rings and grinned at her, "Surprise..." he growled out to her, knowing that she'd have to figure out how to obey law and cover her a**....

Dancer gave a deep chuckle at how uncomfortable Claire was, knowing that it was pretty much her own fault, "I did try to warn you about staying in the room with me..." was all he said to her, knowing that they had her and Luna by the balls.

He looked down at Samirra, the little girl was probably the only one right now who could touch him without being influenced by his current condition, and smiled at her. His smile was strained, but he was soon heading for salvation so he could handle it for the moment.

He shook his head at her apology, "It's alright... You're more like your Aunt than you know," he told her in a soft whisper, hoping she'd understand the compliment he was giving her. After all, Blade had been his salvation during his initial captivity...

Then he looked up at Claire again and winked at her then transported them both away in a flash of fire and brimstone...