Clutch of the Demon by A. P. Jensen Read Free Book Online Page B

well within her and it caused her to glare murderously at the dragons back. If it wasn't for him, she would have drowned and this nightmare called life would be over for her.
    The dragon turned and she immediately lowered her eyes. As he moved towards her, she swallowed and reminded herself what the dragon did for her. Her temper dimmed. If it weren't for the dragon, Sky would be dead.  
    Where's the demon?
    "I sent him back to hell."
    Come.  
      The dragon walked out of the cavern and disappeared around the curve. She got to her feet and followed, tucking her hands beneath the backpack straps. The dragon's bulk blocked her view of what lay ahead. She watched the way his scales reflected the light from the walls and rippled with every step. She kept a good distance away from his tail, which slithered behind him like a massive snake. She was so preoccupied watching his tail that she didn't pay attention to anything else until the dragon stopped. She looked up and let out a stifled cry when she saw his head rotate around completely. Her eyes rounded to the size of dinner plates and her hands covered her sagging mouth.  
    Come here.  
    When she didn't move, his tail thumped the ground and she staggered. She girded herself into action and carefully slipped between the dragon and the wall of the cave and faced what lay beyond. She stood on the edge of a cliff that overlooked the rest of the massive cave. To her left was a huge waterfall, at least a thousand feet high that covered the air in rainbows and a fine mist. The cave was monstrous and she suspected it extended along the natural formation of the Cliffs of Moher, which meant the caves went on for at least five miles. The caves extended thousands of feet above and below her and that faint glow within the rock pushed away the feeling of being buried alive. The cave was so massive that the dragon could fly to his heart's content here. Little lakes broke up the monotonous view of rock beyond the waterfall.  
    She jumped when the dragon extended his talons. Before she could get away, he closed them around her. They hovered on the edge of the cliff for a heart stopping moment and she twisted around to look up at his face. His eyes flashed a moment before they fell off the edge. They plunged alongside the waterfall and her screams were lost in the roar of the waterfall. The dragon's wings unfurled as they skydived into watery mist. She covered her face with her hands, sure she was about to die. She grunted when the dragon pumped his wings and they rose into the air. She lay sideways in his talon with her hair hanging around her face as he flew through the underground caves so fast that everything was a blur of terror and hair. When the talon released her, she flailed wildly and hit the ground, which was less than a foot away. She scrambled to her feet and tried to dash away, only to trip over her own feet into an undignified face plant. She sat up and glared balefully at the dragon.
    She jabbed a finger at him. "Don't you ever do that to me again."
    The dragon snorted through his nostrils and her eyes watered from the blast of heat. She couldn't stop the shudders that raced over her as she remembered free falling. She felt sick and dizzy and buried her face against her knees.  
    You need to eat.
    Cara raised her head and blinked when a silver tray appeared out of thin air on a flat rock. She folded her arms and kept well away from it and looked around. They were at the opposite end of the massive cave. Behind her was a solid wall that extended so high up, she couldn't see the top. To the right was a small cave that looked like a hobbit hole carved into the stone.  
    Eat.
    "How can I keep anything down after that?" she groused.  
    Eat before I force you.
    She didn't like the sound of that and scowled before she stumbled over to the rock. When she lifted the cover, heat caressed her face and banished the cold sweat. There was a mound of steaming pasta and she sniffed