The Devil’s Spawn (#4)


Series: Devil’s Kiss (#4)
Genre: Dark erotic romance
Word count: 52,000

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Kayla Sutton has finally submitted.

And now that Gage has his wife firmly under his control again, he won’t stop until he’s extracted every last independent drop from her being.

As each day passes, she learns new ways to accept his dominion. After all, she has a lot to atone for. Flirting with disaster with her ex-lover turned brother-in-law might be forgivable, but it’s not so easily forgotten.

And neither are skeletons. If there’s one thing Kayla has learned it’s that skeletons don’t just come out of the closet; they bust through with the power of a locomotive, mindless of the destruction they cause.

For the sake of her sanity, Kayla must make a tough decision, even if it means leaving everything behind.

NOTE TO READERS: The Devil’s Spawn is a continuation of The Devil’s Kiss series. For a better reading experience, please begin with book 1 before reading the Devil’s Spawn. For mature audiences only. Includes explicit and disturbing subject matter that may offend some readers.


“Gemma James never fails to deliver! Her dark and erotic tales will twist you into satisfying knots and The Devil’s Spawn is no exception. Fantastic 5* read that you want to add to your library!” — K.L. Kreig, USA Today Bestselling Author

“This is a dark and erotic romance that is filled with all sorts of twists, turns and manipulations that will have you engrossed.” — Books and Boys Blog

“The Devil’s Spawn proved to be another dark, twisted, 5 star read, that I would definitely recommend!” — Amber, Goodreads Reviewer

“If you love books that bring out the feels like; angst, sexy, anger, frustration, loneliness, faith, love, hate, happy and hopefulness, then this book is definitely for you. 100% one of the top reads of 2016 and I can’t get enough of this lady and her work.” — Lani, Goodreads Reviewer

“It was so worth staying up all night to devour this book.” — My Timeout Book Blog


His chest went still as if he were holding his breath. “Are you still angry with me?”

“No, Master. I just wish…” I swallowed hard before forging ahead, knowing he’d want me to share what troubled me. “I wish we had more moments like these.”

Moments where we lost an endless amount of time, tangled as one in the darkness of our bedroom, bodies swallowed in the sheets. These kinds of nights were few and far between.

He grabbed my hips, pulled, and urged me to my knees. “I vow to you right now that we’ll have more of these moments, Kayla.” Nudging my opening with his cock, he shuddered a breath into my hair. “Ride me.”


“Did I stutter?”

With a slow downward thrust, I sheathed his cock.

“Look at me,” he said, fisting my hair with both hands. He pulled my head up by force, too impatient for me to unbury my face on my own. “Don’t forget that I’m calling the shots here. You being on top means nothing.”

I wouldn’t dare to be so foolish. He’d allowed me the sacred privilege of control twice since I’d known him—only because I’d tied him to the bed in a role reversal he probably still regretted to this day. But truthfully, Gage had wielded power over me both times, because that’s who he was. Even gagged and tied, he’d owned me.

And he always would.

“I don’t want fast and hard,” he said, fingers loosening in my hair. “Fuck me slowly.”

Undulating my hips, I dropped my forehead against his, and our gazes locked together as surely as our bodies did. His breath became my own, and the adoration in his eyes hit me square in the chest, stealing my life-force.

“I have no fucking words for how good you feel right now,” he said, sliding his hands along my cheeks. Gage could do tender when he wanted to—when he wasn’t preoccupied with taking me by force or delivering a punishment.

Sometimes, he loved me like a normal man.

Fuck, I was going to cry and ruin this moment. I shuttered my eyes against the threat of tears, but it was too late. He swiped at the moisture creeping out from underneath my lashes.

“Baby, eyes on me.”

Exhaling the sob I’d been holding back, I opened my eyes, and confusion overshadowed his blue gaze.

“Why are you crying?”

“I don’t know.” And I truly didn’t. Maybe his tenderness on the tail of such brutality did me in. Or maybe I just needed him too much, and a tiny part of me wept over the hold he had on me.
Cradling my cheeks, he nipped at my lips before drawing me into a kiss that destroyed me. Our tongues came together in sync with our bodies. The salt of my tears infused our taste buds with a spectrum of emotions, cleansing us of past hurts. We kissed and fucked in perfect harmony, each note falling into place, every high and low executed with mastery.

He let go of my face with a groan, grabbed my hips, and yanked me down until I took his cock to the hilt. “I’ll never get enough. Your body enchants me—”

Another upward thrust hit my G-spot, and I cried out with a delicious shudder.

“Your smile lights my world, baby. And your stubbornness…hell, you can’t help but challenge the bastard in me.” As if to punctuate his words, he dug his fingers into my tender ass. “I know loving me isn’t easy, but you do it so damn well.”

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