Awakened (Eternal Guardians Book 8) by Elisabeth Naughton

Author:Elisabeth Naughton [Naughton, Elisabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-04-10T05:00:00+00:00

Damon blinked up into the rain as Elysia lay limp against his chest. The drops slowed their relentless pounding and faded to nothing more than a light mist. Above, he watched the clouds roll and part until the twinkle of starlight once again filled the night sky above the temple.

Holy Hades. No, holy…fuck. That was not at all what he’d expected. That had not been normal. Considering whom he served, he’d done just about everything there was to do sexually, but he’d never done that. He’d never felt that. And the pressure suddenly condensing in his chest—a pressure so intense it stole his breath—wasn’t helping him decipher what the hell had just happened. Neither was the strange voice in the back of his head whispering…she’s the one.

He tried to breathe through it, told himself he was only reacting to what he’d seen. To the image of Elysia naked and riding him in the midst of a storm that seemed to come out of nowhere—lighting flashing behind her, rain pelting their bodies while her hair flew around her face in a wild, angry tangle. But it was the look in her eyes he couldn’t forget. The way her dark irises had glazed over. As if she were in a trance. As if she were on fire. As if she were possessed. Only somewhere deep inside, he knew that look wasn’t causing the pressure now in his chest. This pressure was from something else. Something bigger. Something he had no frame of reference to explain.

She’s the one.

“Wow.” Elysia shifted her head against his chest, sending her damp hair skipping over his bare skin. “Wooooow.”

The pressure turned to a full-on panic that snaked all through his ribs. He couldn’t think. He couldn’t breathe. He needed space. Needed to go.

His hands shook as he grasped her arms, rolled her off him, then scooted out from under her and slid off the table. His bare foot hit the edge of a step he’d forgotten was there, and he stumbled. His weight went out from under him, and before he could stop himself, he fell flat on his ass on the hard, cold floor.

“Damon?” Elysia gripped the edge of the altar and looked down at him. “Are you okay?”

He sucked in a deep breath as he met her gaze. And the moment he did, he had another flash of her climaxing in the middle of that rainstorm with the lightning and thunder around her. Of the way her orgasm had triggered his, and the rush of emotion that had sucked him under, chewed him up, and spit him back out.

His head grew light. Tearing his gaze from hers, he stumbled toward his clothes. “I’m…”

Holy fuck, he was not okay. He was wrecked. Seriously fucking wrecked. From sex.

Which made no freakin’ sense, because he did not get wrecked from sex. He had more sex than most of the gods, and he never felt a damn thing besides a quick release. His fingers trembled as he pulled on his damp pants and tugged on his soaked shirt, then sat on the steps and fumbled with his boots.

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