He found her place easily enough, it was out of the way and hidden but one of her 'friends' had told him exactly where to find it. He jimmied the lock and let himself inside. He retained his human form so as not to frighten her or put her on the defensive. From what he knew and read about she-devils he knew at the first glimpse of his true form without warning she would shift and be ready to fight. The she-devils rep. was a ferocious one and he knew she was quite capable of hurting him seriously in a fight. She couldn't kill him nor him her but he knew she was quite capable of hurting him bad enough to send him back to hell. He slipped silently into her bedroom and stood there watching her sleep, amazed by her beauty and sensuality, still not believing that he found the oft heard of creature. He heard her moan and whimper softly in her sleep then turn onto her back, one leg thrust out from under the covers. Her brow furrowed as if sensing something was wrong.

He watched her for quite a while, licking his lips, feeling both his members stir in his pants. He spent the last couple weeks since their encounter trying to learn as much as he could about this mysterious creature. What he learned by making himself "dim" and sitting in a deep dark corner of a bar frequented by other she-devils was that she was the oldest of her kind around and the most powerful anywhere, maybe the most powerful ever. Also that she was a ferocious fighter and could easily kill any dark creature there ever was. Even other of her kind feared her. He knew he was going to have t proceed with extreme caution while dealing with her.

He watched her for a few more minutes then as quietly as he could, withdrew some chains. He hoped he could get them on her before she woke up. These weren't any ordinary chains; they were forged in hell and meant to hold the likes of him so he knew they would hold her. He needed her confined while he talked to her not to go into hand to hand combat. He quietly stepped to the bed and as carefully as he could got her chained, praying to his powers that bed not to let her awaken while he was doing it.

At last he finished and stepped back to the foot of the bed. He knew once she woke up she would be mad as hell and ready for a fight. He licked his lips again and watched her closely. He wanted her badly and in a way he had never wanted any human woman before. The first night they were together, it was a one night stand on both their parts he had no illusions on that score, the sex had been spectacular, nothing like he had ever experienced before with a human female. He knew now that was partially her doing. Something a she-devil was quite capable of. He wanted more. He wanted this creature for his own.

He moved to a chair at the foot of the bed and sat down, steepling his fingers and watched her, eyes glowing slightly, both his members growing, waiting for her to awaken. He was trying to formulate the best way to handle the whole situation. He knew that she would be angry and upset but more to the point she would be ready to fight. That was something he didn't want.

Gradually, she started stirring on the bed, moaning softly. He knew she was slowly starting to awaken. He watched her closely, trying to figure out the best way to handle it. She moved around, slowly swimming out of the depths of sleep. She pulled her arms towards her chest and when she couldn't get them there she awoke with a start. She looked at the chains, growling long and loud. Then she looked towards the foot of the bed. She saw him and growled a warning, sitting up the best she could, glaring at him.

He knew instantly tying her up had not been a wise move. She was really pissed. He sat back in his chair and smiled, "Hello Danyealla. We meet again."

She snarled at him, "What do you want? More to the point, what in the hell are you doing in my house? And, it would be in your best interests to get these chains off me."

He looked her directly in the eyes, his smile growing wider. He leaned back in the chair, steepling his fingers once again. He was trying to think of the best way to proceed and calm her down. The fire he saw in her eyes was turning him on. "I'm not going to let you loose at this point; I think that would be hazardous to my health. Now, if you calm down and listen to what I have to say then we'll see about letting you loose. But, alas, we both know you're far too dangerous for me to let loose in the state you are in."

She tried to put on her most innocent expression and to muster a helpless female look then said, "What makes you think 'lil ole' me is dangerous?"

He chuckled and grinned at her, "Don't go there, I know how dangerous you are. You're a she-devil. And I know those are among the deadliest of the dark creatures."

He chuckled and grinned at her, "Don't go there, I know how dangerous you are. You're a she-devil. And I know those are among the deadliest of the dark creatures."

Her expression changed slightly, "Me? A she-devil?" She felt her heart start to pound in her chest.

He chuckled. "A saw your true form when you changed to fee off of me. The trick you use with mortals doesn't work with me."

She sat up the best she could, the sheets slipping down over her chest, revealing she was nude under the covers. His eyes raked up and down her nude flesh then he looked back into her face.

He settled back in his chair, chuckling and smiling at her, "You and I are a lot alike you know that?"

She snarled, "We are not alike! I was human and am still more human than you ever thought of being."

He chuckled again, the mirth showing in his eyes. "Ahh, details. No, I am not human and never have been. But you aren't human either. You once were but that is now gone."

She rolled her eyes, "Fine, whatever. Tell me, why are you here?"

He leaned forward and looked at her more intently, "You intrigue me."

She snorted and grinned, shifting to a more comfortable position. "A demon, intrigued by lil' ole' me? I don't think so. From what I know about demons they aren't intrigued by anything for very long."

He smiled and shifted around in the chair, still looking at her. "True but I am not your stereotypical demon. I feed off lust, really not that much different than what you do. And yes, you intrigue me."

She snorted and rolled her eyes again. "What do you want with me?"

He smiled at her, "You, my intriguing little kitty cat. I want to be with you and have wanted that since the night we were together. You have no idea what it took for me to find you or this place."

She snarled at him, "Well, you don't intrigue me. As a matter of fact I don't want you here. Didn't you think there was a reason I never got in touch with you after that night?"

He smiled and chuckled then got up and moved towards the bed.

She growled a warning at him and backed up further against the headboard.

He leaned down and looked deeply into her eyes. She growled long and low. He chuckled again. "You need me more than you know. Yes, you were once human and that allows you to live among them easily. You know what their nature is, allowing you to exploit what they are for your own needs. You and I are more alike than what you think we are." He stood up and traced one finger, lightly, down the inside of her thigh.

She growled a warning at him, fangs slowly starting to descend into view, eyes flashing. "DO NOT compare the two of us! We may share SOME things in common but we are NOT alike. Whatever needs I may have a human or a werewolf would suffice to satisfy."

He chuckled, "That is so cute Danyealla. You can deceiver yourself or think what you want but we are more alike than you wish t admit. I can do for you what no other dark creature could dream of doing. I can give you whatever your need is in a way none of the others can." He leaned down and looked into her eyes. "I'm the man you need whether you'll admit that to yourself or not."

She snarled at him, fangs bared, her eyes changing to the greenish-golden eyes of a cat. "You are NOT a man and never have been. You're a denizen of hell."

He chucked and stood up, looking down at her, "Dani, Dani, Dani., that is so cute, you are so cute. There is a need in you that I can sense but I'm not sure what it is. I'll find out though, that I assure you. There's a pain in you that I can sense, a longing that is yet unfulfilled. I will find it and give you what you so desire in a way that no moral can do for you."

She leaned back against the headboard. "There's unrequited need and want in everyone. They don't need a demon to fulfill anything for me and I don't need one to do it for me now."

He stroked the side of her face and chuckled when she yanked her head away and glared at him. He then walked away and sat back down, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "You're so in control of yourself. You need to let that go pretty one. In lust and passion there should be no control. It's infinitely more pleasurable that way. I can teach you to give that up and submit to the pure act of pleasure."

"Many have tried to make me loose control but all have failed. OF all things I've lost over the centuries my self control isn't one of them. And I don't need you to teach me how to lose that. I don't need you to teach me anything!"

"I met one of your play toys in hell once. Two days after your encounter he committed suicide. He decided he couldn't live without you and when you rejected him he killed himself rather than live without you."

She snorted again, "A weak human male is all, t'was my mistake to tangle with him in the first place, nothing more, nothing less."

He chuckled watching her closely, "By the way, love what you did with the Marquis De Sade. I doubt even he could've handled you pretty one."

"He was an interesting play toy for the time we were together but that's all it was."

"I somewhat doubt he had the imagination to come up with what he did all by himself. I imagine what he is most famous for came from you didn't it?"

She chuckled, "I'm not going to dignify that with a response and let you think what you will." He got back up and walked over to the bed. He stroked one finger from her belly button to her chest, poking it painfully. She made no sound, just looked at him. "I don't want to break your turn you into something you don't want to be, just to bend you, to expound on something that is already in you, something you seem to want. So, against my better judgment I'm going to let you loose and let the chips fall where they may." He produced the key and unlocked the shackles.

She was off the bed in a flash, starting to fully shift, glaring at him, rubbing her wrists. She looked him in the eye, "What exactly do you want with me?"

He reached out to stroke her hair but she backed away. "Why, haven't you figured that out yet? I want you."

"You are the most arrogant and obnoxious being I've ever met. You're a demon and all those are cold hearted, not something I want to be with."

He looked her up and down, watching her face change, fascinated. "In other words, the demon equivalent of you Danyealla?"

She growled long and low, eyes flashing, "I don't want you here."

He sat back down and chuckled, keeping his eyes on her. "Do you not remember the other night and the question I asked you? You did tell me you wanted me but you also told me that you accepted me, accepted me wholly and for what I am. And in saying that you gave me an open invitation to visit you. All together the sum of the whole equation means thus; that you want me. So, volia', I'm here." He spread his hand apart and grinned at her.

She glowered at him and crossed her arms over her chest. "This isn't as complex as you're making it out to be. It's rather simple as a matter of fact. It meant I wanted you that night, no more, no less."

He grinned from ear to ear, "Are you sure?"

She rolled her eyes, "Am I sure? Yes, I'm sure! Why do you think I left so fast after I found out what you are?"

"You left so fast because you were unwilling to deal with the unknown denominator of me being a demon. That had nothing to do with you not liking what we did and wanting me. Also wanting more because you do."

Her eyes flashed again and she bared her fangs at him. "No, I do not want you. I want nothing to do with a demon."

He let out a full throated laugh, eyes twinkling. "You silly kitty you. If you just wanted me that night I wouldn't have been able to enter your domicile tonight."

She growled at him again, "You chose a very opportunistic moment to ask me what you needed to. I would have agreed to almost anything and you knew it. You're very good Darious."

He chuckled again, "Very true. The thing is this though, and listen very carefully Miss Kitty, you spoke these words true, but more than that, your souls spoke them as well, loud and clear. You're soul screamed them out."

"Bullshit! On that score you're doing nothing but deceiving yourself."

He watched her closely, steepling his fingers once again, his eyes locked on her. "I'm not here to lie Danyealla. I don't lie; it's not in my nature. I may bend the truth slightly but I don't lie."

"Bullshit. I don't want you. You just want a she-devil as a play toy like most of your kind. Our sex drive is the thing legends are made of, thus making us a prize to your kind. All my kind knows that, that's why we avoid demons."

"Hmm. That is partially true. My kind does crave to own on of you because of your sacristy. But that's only partially why I want you. You also intrigue me and you want and need me as well."

She glowered at him, "I don't believe you."

"You've bitten me and ingested my blood, contained there in is my nature so somewhere in you you know I don't lie. But if it makes you feel better to deceive yourself, feel free.

"We have become distracted from the true area of the discussion, my pretty kitty, your wanting and needing me."

She let out an ear numbing snarl and her eyes flashed a warning, "I do not want or need you. The only things I want and need is for you to get out and leave me alone!"

He chuckled, eyes twinkling, "My, my, my! Such a passionate response pretty one." He leaned forward in his chair and locked his eyes with hers, his gaze strong and steady. "I can give you what you long for Danyealla, the gift of true, unadulterated passion. Passion every female longs for. The kind of passion that makes you lose self control. I can give you that. All I ask in return is information on your species. Think about it Danyealla, it's a win-win situation. We both get what we so crave, sexual fulfillment from a creature that's the only one around that can truly satisfy our sexual appetite. You do need me Danyealla; deep inside yourself you know that. Give in to that need and I will give you pleasure the likes of which you have never known in your long life."

She leveled her gaze with his, "There is no need in me so great that a demon needs to fulfill it. A human or werewolf suffices quite well to quench any passion or need I have. Sorry to disappoint you Darious."

He stood and walked over, standing over her, looking down into her eyes, ignoring the flash in them and the long, low warning growl. "Allow me to prove it to you pretty one. Prove it in the simplest of forms, a kiss. Allow me to kiss you and it will wipe away all doubts you have about me."

She looked at him warily, "A kiss?"

"A harmless kiss, that is all."

"What if I allow you? Then will you leave and leave me alone?"

"Yes. If I cannot give you what I said I could with a single kiss then I'll leave and won't come back."

She was still wary, "Alright. I agree, a single kiss. I don't know what you think you can prove or give me with a kiss."

He stepped closer to her, smiling, looking deep into her eyes. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her flush to him. He pressed tightly to her body, letting her feel his hard, sinewy muscles ripple through his clothes. One hand moved up and grabbed her hair at the base of her skull and pulled her head back. The other hand snaked down her back then grabbed her ass hard, pulling her pelvis onto his firmly so there was no way she couldn't feel him through the fabric. He looked deep into her eyes for the longest time before he inclined his head and lowered his lips onto hers. He kissed her roughly and passionately, prying her lips apart with his then slipping his tongue into her mouth. He tried to impart in that one passionate kiss what passion and pleasure he could give her. But also he was trying to search her soul for what it is she wanted what it was she craved but to no avail, she was closed to him. So he tried to kiss her in such a way that would shake her very being and make her blood boil.

Then after about five minutes he broke it off, still holding her hair, looking down into her eyes. He growled long and low, a growl he knew would shiver her whole body.

She stood still and looked up at him, a bored look on her face. "Is that all there is?"

He growled loud enough to make the walls shake, his eyes flashing anger and frustration. He grasped her chin between his thumb and forefinger, forcing her to look up into his eyes. He bared his teeth and snarled, "Apparently nice and kind doesn't work with you does it? I need something more to get you're attention don't I?" He lowered his face until he was nose to nose with her, his eyes flashing dangerously. "I will make you beg me to take you."

She snorted and chuckled, eyes never wavering, "You wish."

He glared at her, "It's a fact my pretty one."

She shook her head slightly, her gaze still locked with his, "Others have tried and failed miserably. You think you can succeed when so many have failed?"

He chuckled wickedly, "I don't think so little one, I KNOW so."

She snorted, giggled and shook her head, her eyes dancing, "Excuse me if I don't believe you."

He was not amused in the least. He roared long and loud, causing the glass in the panes to shake. He then stepped away from her and glared. "Don't believe me hmm? I'm going to give you something to think about then." Showing supernatural speed he shoved her, belly first, over the foot of the bed. He held her down firmly and started to swat her on the ass hard enough to leave welts in the wake of his hand. He kept doing it, hitting over the welts.

There was no reaction from her other than a sharp intake of breath. She looked back at him, her eyes revealing nothing, her tail disappearing.

Quickly, he put the shackles back on her and chained her to the foot of the bed, her feet flat on the floor, spread eagle. He stood back, panting, his eyes flashing. "Like that slut? Bet you do. This is the only thing sluts like you seem to understand." He stepped back and looked at her, eyes flashing. "You're my toy now, a little play thing for me to do anything and everything I wish to. A pet if you will." He took a step back and looked around. He glanced over at her, grinning, then he walked around pulling open drawers and going through their contents, rifling through her things, generally snooping.

She kept a poker face but waves of anger started washing over her at the sight of him invading her personal space. Her anger floated off her in increasing waves, like ripples in a pond.