Cheating with His Brother: Book One

By Alis Mitsy

A demoness has needs and, well, Ropes has everything that she could desire in life. A good job, a stunning place to live and, well, a husband too. She doesn't have the sex life she wants though but there's not too much she can do about that. Fyr would rather sit at home on the sofa, barely even looking at her, although he is as romantic as ever, if only not in the bedroom department. He's sweet but too gentle too when he does fuck her, his thrusts not enough for a demoness like her, and he doesn't like her sinking her claws in either to say the least!

Ah, but a demoness' lusts must be satisfied and, above all else, she needs to feed... So, just where is she to satisfy herself when her sights lock onto the blue of his dragon brother? There is only one way to take what she needs and Ropes intends to do so too.

Please note that this is an alternate universe to the usual Ropes and Fyr stories where some gender swaps are in place.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Alis Mitsy
• Release date: Jul 14, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463204610

Alis Mitsy

An author set to bring your fantasies to life and more. I have been writing erotica since 2011 and am ever set to improve my craft, exploring kinks that are new to me, all for your reading pleasure.Fancy something a little more personal? Do you want a tale written with you as the star or another character of your creation in the erotic spotlight?I am currently open for commission work beginning at a rate of 30 GBP per 1000 words and occasionally have special offers running too for mini-stories. Please contact [e-mail] for further details.

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Cheating with His Brother

Book One

Alis Mitsy

This work is copyrighted under the pen name of Alis Mitsy as of 2019.

This story may be published under other pen names belonging to the author.

All acts and characters are works of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is coincidental.

The demoness lounged sleepily at the round kitchen table, four tentacles undulating gently around her as the cougar perused the morning paper. It seemed strange to her to still have it delivered with so much digital media around them all the time, but there was a soothing quality to turning the pages that lulled her into a genuine sense of relaxation on a morning, even if she did not pay all that close attention to the stories. Too dark and dismal, fear-mongering, for her liking, she took stock of the world over breakfast and charged into the fray with renewed determination.

Well, she supposed it didn’t really count when she was reading it in the afternoon, but Ropes was hardly about to venture out in the cold and the snow when the lure of the fire bid her to warm her toes. Her husband, a glossy-scaled dragon who took better care of his scales than she took of her fur (even when it was at its winter thickest!), was no better when it came to storms, hunkering down into the warm and grumbling whenever he had to even set a single toe over the threshold to the outside world.

As if on cue, the red dragon trotted into the room at a light jog, sweat breaking out across his bow as he bounced from one hind paw to the other. Unable to keep still, he swept across the kitchen in a bustle of energy, pawing at the coffee maker before clearly deciding that he had not the time for coffee and instead grabbed himself a glass of water instead, gulping it down with great urgency.

Ropes smiled, tilting her head as the tip of her tail flicked hypnotically back and forth. Her husband fingered the ear-fins atop his head, jittery in his actions, but all she could think about at that very moment was how much she just wanted to get him out of that suit and reveal the yellow