Free Her Black Heart (The Dark Amulet Series Book 2) by A.J. Norris

then quickly tossed the covers off; he was sensitive. Julia had told him to take care of that . What was he supposed to do? When he still had the lower half of a goat, this wasn’t really an issue. Fur concealed his legs and a sheath protected his loins. Also, Netherworld wasn’t exactly a place to get aroused. He had no idea how Abaddon managed to, at all.
    All the thoughts about his home realm killed his excitement, thank Deus. He pulled the sheet up again, carefully this time. Aza watched the moving pictures across the TV. He’d pressed a button on the remote and couldn’t figure out how to turn the volume on again. Although, he preferred the quiet. He also switched off all of the lights. The colors from the screen illuminated the room enough to see.
    Knock. Knock.
    “Room service.”
    Splashing sounds came from inside the bathroom.
    Knock. Knock.
    “Room service.”
    “Aza, answer the door, I’ll be out in a second,” Julia said. He pictured her wet. And naked.
    He sighed heavily and rose from the bed nude. “Coming,” he grumbled. Aza swung the door to the suite wide. He’d grown a bit.
    The man behind a cart averted his eyes. “Um…ah…where would you like it?”
    “Like what?”
    “Just put the food over by the window, please. Aza, you could’ve at least put a towel around you.” Julia rolled her eyes. “Sorry, he’s European,” she said to the stranger with the cart.
    He’d been called a lot of things before, but never European. He couldn’t tell if the moniker was an insult or not. Julia handed the guy some money and he left. Aza shut the door, but not before he heard a gasp from someone out in the hallway.
    He turned to find Julia wrapped in a fluffy cloth of some kind; it was similar to the towel fabric.
    “Come eat. This stuff cost us fifty-five dollars and I had to give the poor bastard a bigger tip than normal. Seeing how you probably gave him a complex and all.”
    He sat on the end of the bed. “I didn’t give him anything.”
    She looked at the ceiling and muttered something under her breath he couldn’t make out. “Okay, you know…you’re really not that dumb are you? Because it’s starting to get on my nerves.” Julia set a plate of food on the bed next to him and sat at the desk.
    He looked down. “I’ve been called stupid before.”
    “A lot, I bet.”
    His eyes snapped up to her face. That was an insult. He leveled his stare on her and despite having a humanlike appearance now, he growled like a beast.
    “I didn’t mean—”
    Aza lunged forward, gripped the seat of the chair she sat on, and spun her around. He stopped his face inches from hers.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER
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    Julia
     
    Julia’s lips parted. His face, mouth, were so close to hers. “I-I’m sorry, I…shouldn’t have said that.”
    Aza’s pupils flared. The slate-blue of his eyes changed color. They glowed hot poker orange for a split second. The flash was so brief that if she’d blinked, she would’ve missed the quick morph completely. This demon was dangerous and it thrilled her. Although she tried to tell herself not to reach out and touch him, she longed to run her hands along the veins running up his biceps.
    His erection bobbed between them; he was turned on too. Julia surged forward and took both sides of his face in her hands, pressing her lips against his.
    Aza jerked away so fast, he tripped and fell on his ass. He scrambled to his feet.
    BOOM!
    The demon ran directly into the wall. He bounced back, staggering, blood gushing from his nose.
    Julia went to him. “Are you all right? Aza, just stop and sit down.” He didn’t or couldn’t hear her. “Sit!”
    This time he found the end of the bed and dropped down. Julia rushed into the bathroom and came back with some bright white towels. Her hands shook and she shoved the wad at him. “Here, use these, put them up to your nose.” This time, she’d gone too far. She didn’t want him to hurt himself.
    He