Page 12 of Taken By Fury
“Fuck it.” He stormed from his suite and down the stone floor to the room at the end. Before he regained his senses, he knocked. A moment later, the door opened, and Sheila greeted him wearing a silky robe. Evidence of her arousal pushed into the fabric around her breasts, and he licked his lips. Would her nipples taste like blackberries as well?
She crossed her arms over the temptation. “What?” she snapped.
He finally met her gaze, which was blue fire. “I will come in and we will discuss some details.” He hadn’t planned on entering her room, but somehow the words escaped his mouth without discussing it with his brain first.
“Do I have a choice?”
“No.” Then he pushed past her, their bodies sliding across each other as he went by, and he swore she moaned. She was ripe for plucking and it would take very little to seduce her. He wouldn’t though since he had convinced himself before he walked through the door, he didn’t want her. Of course, if she offered, he wasn’t one to refuse. He hadn't touched a female or been touched himself in a very long time.
The look she fired at him was filled with mistrust, but she closed the door, anyway. “I can hardly wait to hear what you have to say.”
“We will leave in the morning. You only need to worry about a few articles of clothing. I will take care of the rest. Hopefully, our stay will be short. One night, I’m hoping, but pack for three just in case.”
“Let me get this straight. We are trekking through the Amazon with only the packs the two of us can carry on our backs?”
“That is correct.”
Her brows snapped up. “Interesting. And exactly where are we going and what are we looking for?”
“I don’t know where we are going, precisely, and what I search for is none of your concern.”
She laughed. “Fucking awesome.” She paced, biting her lip and this time, he nearly moaned.
“First, I get abducted from my parking lot where I have to make a deal with a crazy-ass god in order to survive. Next, I get abducted again by a demon with revenge on his mind, and now I will be forced to backpack my way through a rainforest of hell.”
She stopped, her gaze narrowing on him, and looked as if she was going to launch herself at him and shove a dagger in his heart. Good thing she didn’t have a weapon. Not that he wouldn’t survive, but it would piss him off to no end.
“You have summed things up nicely.”
“Oh, let’s also not forget that you bit me and created some kind of bonding ritual without my permission.” The sarcasm dripped off her.
“That does not directly affect you.” He widened his stance and crossed his arms.
“Really? Sinking your fangs into my neck without permission does not affect me?”
He shrugged. “I seem to recall you liked it.”
She grabbed a pillow from the sofa and threw it at him. It landed a foot short, and he couldn’t keep from chuckling. “Throw much?”
“You are a jackass. Are all your kind this way?”
Now he narrowed his gaze. “You mean, your kind?” This time he stormed toward her until she had backed herself against the wall.
“I will know all your secrets.”
“Kiss my ass.”
“I have ways of making you talk.” He didn’t miss the fear that filled her eyes before they returned to blue ice.
“Do your best.”
He only smiled. “Challenge accepted. I suggest you get some rest.” Then he summoned his power and portaled from the room. His way of reminding her just how powerful he was.
* * *
He was gone,but the room was still filled with his power. His scent lingered and wrapped itself around her like a blanket, and it was familiar to her. Brushing it off, she went to the closet and flung it open. After Aimee brought her to the room, the first thing she had done was go soak in a hot bath. Finally, she was warm down to her bones, so now it was time to see what other treasures this room held. At first inspection, she found the closet full of mostly dresses and gowns.
“I don’t think these are going to cut it.”
