The Monster's Lover (The Fenris Series Book 1) by MacLeod Samantha

Author:MacLeod, Samantha [MacLeod, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Norse Mythology, adult fairy tales, fantasy romance, erotic fantasy, fenris
Publisher: Vestal Valley Press
Published: 2019-01-14T16:00:00+00:00

“SOL?”

I sighed, shifting sleepily in my demon’s arms. It felt so good to lie against the warmth of his body, with his rich, forest scent wrapping me like a blanket. His hair tickled the back of my neck as he leaned over me.

My eyes opened, and I turned to smile at him. His bright eyes shone brighter than the sky.

“My beautiful Sol. Morning approaches. Will you be missed?”

A jolt shot through my chest, and I forced myself to sit up. Yes, the sky was unmistakably lighter now, with only a handful of scattered stars twinkling across the indigo of early morning.

“Shit!” I scrambled to my knees, scanning the moss for my clothes.

The pale fabric of my dress had been gracefully draped across the boulder. Blood rushed to my cheeks as I realized my demon must have picked it up and hung it over the rock to keep it from getting wet with dew. I imagined him moving away from my sleeping body to care for my clothes, and a new, entirely uncomfortable thought flared in the depths of my mind.

King Nøkkyn.

I should tell him, I realized as my empty stomach shifted uneasily. I should tell him my body does not belong to me, that less than two months remain before I’m dragged to the castle’s harems.

Fenris stood and picked up my dress, shaking it once. He smiled shyly as he handed it to me. A great wave of shame and loneliness swept through me, more powerful than the currents of the Körmt river. I hoped it was dark enough to hide the tears welling behind my eyelids.

“Shall I walk you home?” he asked. “I’ve heard the Ironwood can be dangerous.”

I tried to smile at his little joke. “Please.”

The morning birds were already calling to each other high in the pines of the Ironwood when I finally stepped across the lintel of our house, careful not to disturb the sleeping bodies sprawled across the floor. Ma stirred in her sleep as I pulled the wooden door closed but, thank the stars, Jael was silent. Egren had twisted in his sleep, so his bare little toes almost touched the cold hearth. I pulled the fur over him again and settled beside him quietly as I could manage. When I wrapped my arms around my cold, aching chest, I realized I could still smell my demon lover Fenris on my hands and hair. I closed my eyes, pretending his arms still encircled me, and let myself drift into an uneasy sleep.

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