Demonic Desires by Mandy M Roth

Author:Mandy M Roth [Roth, Mandy M]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2011-03-07T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Ava opened her eyes slowly, not wanting to but knowing it was past time she did. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the light and her mind to register what she was seeing. Hunter green walls with white molding reached heights she’d only seen in the council chambers on Valhalla. An arched doorway allowed her to see a bit of a Regency dining room table and chairs. The cross-patterned wood floor pulled her eyes to the edges of what could only be a sitting room.

The ivory-colored Victorian chaise lounge that she found herself lying on was exquisite. The velvety fabric caressed her skin just so and the additional feel of the matching angora throw over her bare legs left her in an aroused state. The smell of sandalwood and vanilla surrounded Ava. Her brow crinkled as she tried to pinpoint where she was.

Ava glanced down at herself and noticed that she had on only her bikini-cut panties and a man’s white button-down shirt. Pulling the angora throw around her waist, she stood slowly. A large oil painting hanging on the wall behind the chaise lounge caught her attention. It showed a warrior and a demon locked in chains, bound together and fighting to be apart. The man was in the plane that appeared closest to the viewer, leaving Ava to believe the man would win. The pained look on the warrior’s face said the artist knew the man still struggled hard even though he was in the lead.

The warrior’s eyes were familiar. The deep emerald green reminded her of Donatus’. Long waves of blond hair spilled over the warrior’s broad shoulders. His shirt was torn open in front, showing a large gash near his right, lower abdomen. The demon that was bound to the man was deep red with horns on the side of its head and dark black fur on his lower half. It looked so much like the demon from her dream that she backed away with surprise. The warrior’s eyes held her close. Gasping, Ava reached out toward the wounded warrior as tears filled her eyes.

Instantly, her stomach twisted into a knot. She rubbed the back of her neck, trying to stop the rise in her body temperature as nausea washed over her. Ava held her hand to her abdomen and tried to take a deep breath. It didn’t help.

“Ava, what’s wrong?” a deep voice asked.

Glancing up, she found Donatus standing in the doorway, wearing a pair of loose-fitting light jeans and a white T-shirt. Seeing him dressed casually with no shoes on made her crave him even more. He looked like a hunky beach bum surrounded by old-world nuances.

He took hold her arm gently and heat surged through her. The nausea faded away only to be replaced by the need to touch him. “Ava, honey, what’s wrong?”

Honey?

“Nothing,” she whispered, taking another look around the room and landing her gaze back on the painting. “Where am I and why are you here too?” She glanced down at the white shirt she had on and froze with sudden realization.

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