What if your new bed is possessed by a demon who has to satisfy you every night? Will you sell it? Keep it forever? Or try to free the demon?
Fraud cop Jewel Heiss expects to bust a con artist when she schedules an “intimacy therapy nap” on the crook’s so-called “treatment bed.” She expects a quick, clean bust. She certainly doesn’t think she’ll find anything hinky.
Then she meets the demon. Randy.
Randy sweeps her into ecstasy in demonspace before she realizes she isn’t dreaming. She’s won the incubus lottery—Randy is devoted to her for life. Now he’s haunting her bed. She knows she should set him free. But how? And does she really want to?
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This book was originally published as The Brass Bed.