Branded: Demon's Mark 1 by Nora Ash

Author:Nora Ash
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Dark Paranormal Erotica
Publisher: Little Huldra Media
Published: 2014-11-29T12:00:56+00:00

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The distorted sound of someone moving around was the first thing making it through the black silence. Selma focused, and the sounds turned to light steps, brushing of fabric and running water that was soon shut off. The steps and sound of movement neared, and then something soft and cool was pressed between her legs, sending sharp jolts through aching muscles and tender flesh.

“Mhh,” she protested, cracking open heavy eyelids in an attempt at getting a look at her surroundings. The harsh ceiling light forced her to squeeze them shut again, raising shaky arms to shield against the sudden brightness.

“Oh good, you’re waking up.” More coolness—a damp cloth, likely—ran over her swollen nether lips, this time soothing rather than startling. “How are you feeling?”

“Sore.” The brunette scowled underneath the protective arms, suddenly recalling what had knocked her out. “Was that really necessary?”

“You tell me.” There was a smile in his voice. A dry towel replaced the damp cloth, drying her gently, before he stepped around her still-spread legs to stand at her side. “How do I look?”

Slowly, she lowered her arms and squinted up at the tall man. The smile was still there, plastered across soft lips, and the dark eyebrows were lightly arched as he waited for her judgment.

She blinked, frowning deeper as she stared at the doctor. His hair was horn-free, and his eyes were deep amber. No flames. And no pointy ears. How was that even ... possible? Mutely, she reached up, and he obligingly bent his head so she could stroke through the black strands. No bumps met her fingers, just soft, silken hair.

“You ...” The implication slowly set in as he straightened back up, his now human eyes watching her carefully, evaluating her like a doctor would after a treatment.

“You cured me?” She couldn’t quite make it into a statement, her voice rising questioningly towards the end. A lump she hadn’t been aware was building in her throat and made her swallow thickly, attempting to press back the tears starting to build in her eyes so his so perfectly human face wouldn’t be blurred for her vision. She was free. She was finally free!

“It is not a full cure, Selma.” He grabbed her hand and gave it a comforting squeeze. “You need to take good care of yourself and maintain your hormonal balance— eat well, take the vitamins I’ll give you, do some yoga for stress relief and masturbate daily, preferably using something large. It is all about management now, but yes; you should no longer see your illusions.”

There was nothing she could say ... nothing she could ever do to repay the man. The tears spilled over as she clutched at his hand, all resentment of where it had been mere moments ago forgiven. “Thank you, doctor. Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

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