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

Sentinels changed the day she met Hunter. They were never meant to be this human. Her Sentinels were a product of evolution, changing into real people after so many years of existence. They may have started out as human-turned-demon, but somewhere along the way her Sentinels had become individuals she could admire. “Are the rest of the Sentinels as human as you?”
    Hunter snorted. “According to most of the Sentinels, I’m an animal, more demon than man.” He paused for a moment before adding, “But yeah, most all of the Sentinels are good people. They do their duty, but we don’t think of one another as demons. We were all human at one time.”
    “I wish I had known just how much the race has developed over time. I didn’t make the rules. Soon after I turned Kristoff into a Sentinel to build an army, I was captured. The other gods and goddesses made the rules and demon prophecies. I still existed in my prison, but I had no control. It took Kristoff years to find me. By the time he was able to come to my dimension, the reign of the gods was over, and he’d amassed quite a Sentinel fighting force.”
    “You’re very strong and very brave, Princess. I assume the rest of the gods just ignored the Evils. Why didn’t you?”
    “Because I knew it wasn’t right. I knew that someday the Evils would get out of control.” Even thousands of years ago, it hadn’t taken a rocket scientist to predict what would happen with the Evils if they went unchecked. But the rest of the gods had been too busy fighting their perpetual wars and pursuing their pleasures to care about what would happen in the future.
    They laid for a moment in silence, Athena relishing the feel of Hunter’s powerful body holding her with a gentleness that even he probably didn’t realize he was capable of.
    “I look forward to meeting your brothers,” Athena finally acknowledged aloud.
    “They suck,” Hunter grumbled. “Zach’s impulsive, and Drew’s a control freak. The only good thing about either of them is their mates. I haven’t quite figured out yet what possessed Kat and Talia to mate with either one of those blockheads.”
    Athena smiled into the dark, knowing he loved his adopted brothers and Kristoff more than anything or anyone else on earth, no matter how much crap he talked about them. “I’ll try to keep an open mind,” she replied, deadpan.
    She pulled the now-cold rag from between her thighs and got rid of it with her magic. Then she turned in his arms so she could see his face. His eyes were back to their normal dark brown, but he was still looking at her the same way: hungry, hot, and possessive.
    “Stop squirming and go to sleep,” Hunter demanded.
    “Sleep? I don’t think so. Don’t I still have a lot to learn?” She gave him an innocent look that she knew he wasn’t buying.
    “No. You’ll be sore,” Hunter said adamantly.
    Athena ran a hand down his shoulder, and then down his six-pack abs until she got to his already burgeoning erection. Thinking about the way he’d satisfied her with his mouth, she wondered if men got the same pleasure out of the act.
    “Yes…we do. And if you don’t stop visualizing trying it on me, you’re going to find yourself flat on your back again,” Hunter warned her, his hot breath right next to her ear.
    She gripped his cock, running a hand along his hard length. “I’d like to taste you like you did to me. That won’t make me sore,” she responded candidly. “You’d have to help me. I’ve never done it before.”
    Hunter conceded with a strangled groan. “You’re going to kill me, Princess.”
    Athena laughed softly as she tightened her grip on his cock. “Only with pleasure,” she murmured, placing a soft kiss to the mating mark on his shoulder.
    If they only had this night, she was determined to live in the moment.
    She did just that for the rest of the night, savoring every moment she had with Hunter.

A thena had never known real friendship. On a good day, the