Portal to Passion by Tara Nina Read Free Book Online

reminded her of an ancient Roman warrior. Her insides quaked and her leg muscles quivered as she forced another step in his direction.
    Refusing to back down, Deveney tilted her chin and held her gaze level on his. Survival instincts kicked in. Think of this as just another transfer to a new juvie home. She drew on the strength Tiara shared with her each time they’d faced another set of foster parents. She’d be damned if she’d let some overgrown, ego-driven male enforce anything on her. He’d change his tone or she wouldn’t answer.
    Her jaw tightened to the point of pain as she refused to blink.
    “Who are you? And where is here?” she demanded.
     
    The fire in her spirit surprised him. It caught him off-guard that a woman spoke to him in such a disrespectful manner. Plus, she didn’t answer his questions. She’d hit him with a few of her own.
    As ruler of this world, he commanded the right to interrogate first. Tor swallowed his dismay and made the decision to start the conversation by any means possible. He wanted to know where to find the magi, and without this creature’s help, that might not happen.
    Tor stood, extended one hand and stated in the friendliest manner he could muster, “I am Torbjorn Artur, leader of the Morphionian clans of Eximius Mundus. You may call me Tor. You have teleported through the Mirror of Azure and landed in my bedchamber on the Isle of Avalonia.”
    A delightful red hue shimmered up her neck to pool in her cheeks as she glanced around. Obviously, she hadn’t realized she stood in his bedchamber until now. He swallowed the smile that threatened to split his lips. It wouldn’t do to embarrass the creature any further. He needed information and if he mortified her, he wouldn’t get it.
    “I have given you my name and the location where you landed,” he continued in as nice a tone as even he could handle. “May I have the pleasure of knowing your name? What do the creatures of your world call you?”
     
    The sight of the largest bed she’d ever seen came into view as she scanned her surroundings. Oh god, his bedroom. King-sized back home matched nothing near the size of this thing. Large black pillows were scattered near the tremendous granite headboard of the unmade bed. Thick covers the color of gold trimmed in black lay tangled in a mess. The sheets matched, gold with black trim.
    The bed’s location astounded her. It sat dead center in the room and stationed on a sort of dais with three steps leading up to it on the sides and at the foot. The footboard matched the deep-green granite headboard. It seemed sturdy enough to handle a two-ton truck parked on it. A beautiful golden canopy loomed above the bed. Sheer panels hung down the four tall bedposts and were gathered around each post with a solid black sash. Looking around, she realized not only was the man large, but so was everything else in the room. The huge desk was ornately carved wood with an oversized wooden swivel chair.
    Why hadn’t she noticed this before? Must have been dazed or hit my head during the teleportation , Deveney speculated. Had she landed in a world of giants? Were the women just as big? Oh god, it was true. He’d reinforced the location Maven gave her earlier. She’d landed in another dimension.
    Deveney tugged her gaze from the furniture. Amusement shone in his eyes. Did he find her discomfort at being in his bedroom funny? Hell, in any other instance she would have found it funny too, considering her lack of sexual experience.
    “My name is Deveney,” she managed to force from her dry mouth as she clasped his extended hand. There were things she needed to know and he held those answers. “Deveney Dupree and I’m from Prescott, Arizona, which is on Earth. Am I still on Earth? Does this dimension parallel Earth’s?”
    When he lifted her hand, the heat of his lips on her knuckles nearly buckled her knees. Moisture formed in her panties and her heart skipped a beat. What was wrong with