A Dangerous Fury (The Sentinel Demons Book 3) by J. S. Scott Read Free Book Online

grip on him slowly, but still kept her arms around his neck and rested her forehead against his shoulder. Honestly, she didn’t want to let go. His masculine scent was intoxicating and his muscular body felt so incredibly good. For a short time, Athena had felt desired, wanted. After thousands of years of isolation, Hunter’s touch, feeling his racing heart against her chest, his soothing mammoth body rocking her lightly back and forth made her feel like she wasn’t so alone. It made her feel…alive.
    “Okay, Princess?” Hunter asked in a graveled voice against her ear.
    Okay? Hell, she felt like she could fly. “I have to admit that there might be some merit to getting sweaty and messy,” she informed him casually, even as her heart had yet to return to a normal cadence.
    To her amazement, Hunter Winston actually laughed. Athena’s heart swelled with happiness as she smiled against his shoulder, knowing it was the most magnificent sound she’d ever heard.

A thena’s eyes popped open suddenly from a deep sleep and she shot into a sitting position. Her heart was racing and her breathing was ragged as she put a hand to her chest, analyzing the information she’d gotten from the Fates in the most vivid dream she’d had in a very long time.
    “We don’t have to have sex,” she murmured aloud in her dark bedroom, feeling every nerve in her body tingle with energy. “We don’t have to have sex. It’s temporary,” she repeated louder, astonished.
    Her power hadn’t returned to her quickly. Since her sensual encounter in the kitchen with Hunter earlier in the day, Athena had gotten steadily stronger. She’d assumed it was the gradual buildup of her ability from not doing anything to drain her magic. But now, she could feel the energy zinging through her system, every cell starting to fill and swell.
    She flipped back the covers and slid her feet to the floor, able to see her purple bedroom perfectly even though there was no illumination in the room.
    I just had to trust him with my body, share an intimacy with Hunter.
    She slipped down the shoulder of the green silk nightgown she was wearing and breathed a sigh of relief as she noted the mating mark that had appeared on her skin as she slept, knowing what the Fates had told her in her dream had been true.
    I’m temporarily mated to Hunter!
    A rush of adrenaline pumped through her system as she stood, her body radiating with a goddess energy she hadn’t experienced for thousands of years. The oracles had told her it was time for them to leave this place, and her mating only required her trust in him. Being his radiant was temporary, the key to retaining her lost powers. Her submission to him physically had been a test—a sign that Hunter was worthy of guiding her in a world she knew nothing about anymore. He’d be her adviser in the twenty-first century, and very shortly he’d regain his power again. She was hoping, like her, he already had regained his magic.
    Athena used her own powers to teleport to Hunter’s bedroom, eager to see if he had a matching shoulder tattoo. Her breath left her body in a rush, and her thoughts were jumbled as she stared down at him, sleeping restlessly. He’d kicked the covers off the bed and he was as naked as the day he’d been born as a human.
    God, he’s beautiful.
    Hunter wore the blemishes of his human battles with the Evils. He had faded scars on his chest and abdomen, but rather than detract from his allure, it made him that much more irresistible. His strength and endurance were incredible, the flaws a testament to his courage.
    Her eyes traveled lovingly down his body, her hand itching to touch his hard, muscular abs and rock-hard chest. He was huge, but perfectly made. Finally, she did reach out her hand carefully, and lightly caressed the faded mating symbol on his shoulder. It was an exact duplicate of hers…tiny twin flames. The mark was light like hers, dim because it was only temporary.
    “Athena,” Hunter