A short story.The deadly sins are out to tempt...Knowing he would seek to work his wiles on me (again) and (frankly) not being in the mood for it, I waited until Lust was flying away before I arrived on the scene to wreak my own form of havoc withMoreA short story.The deadly sins are out to tempt...Knowing he would seek to work his wiles on me (again) and (frankly) not being in the mood for it, I waited until Lust was flying away before I arrived on the scene to wreak my own form of havoc with our practice targets.Pausing next to the open carriage door, I watched his taut, bare derriere and his slate-gray wings with their red edges vanish into the distance, then I surveyed the damage he’d wrought.The brigands had gone.
Fleur and Arnaud were still tied up. And Genevieve, the unfortunate girl Lust had seduced to sin, sat curled up on the carriage seat, clutching her gaping bodice closed, saturated in the stench of sex and steeped in the aftermath of Lust’s specialty.