Mandy Roth’s Demonic Desires

That is one smokin’ sexy cover, isn’t it? :fire:

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Mandy Roth is one incredibly talented author, and her dark paranormals are the absolute best. Hot, sexy, full of riveting action and characters you’ll love, Mandy knows how to write a paranormal. Trust me, this is one book you don’t want to miss.

She might look fragile, but Ava Fenaly is fierce. She knows a thing or two about magik, and she knows exactly what she’s doing when she summons a demon in her bedroom. Well, almost. Ava is convinced that the exhilarating, almost terrifying night of passion that follows is all a dream. It has to be, because she’s dead set against revisiting her past—and the horrors she left behind long ago.

For the last three hundred plus years, Donatus Manlian has been living a peaceful life. Lonely, but peaceful. When the demon he has kept carefully locked within for centuries finally breaks free and responds to Ava’s call, the peace—and the loneliness—are gone. Now Donatus is forced to revisit tragedies long buried as he protects Ava from the evil that pursues her. But another evil lies within him—and now that it’s been awakened, the demon wants free.

Excerpt after the jump:

Unedited Excerpt from Demonic Desires by Mandy M. Roth

Ava stood before the large wall of mythological relics and statues, still unable to get over how much Professor Donatus Manlian had. It was his collection of Valkyrie figurines that continued to draw her attention. They were exquisite, done in cast iron. Each held swords and shields as they faced whatever enemy they stood against that day. Beside them, Donatus had large collection of demon figures as well, each more monstrous than the next.

Opening her hand, she looked down at the protective charm she’d had such a tight grip on and thought of Donatus’ emerald green eyes. The moment she’d first walked into his office per Kal’s instruction, her gut had clenched at the sight of all the relics. Some were rumored to draw evil to the beholder and since Donatus possessed little to no positive energy pieces, she’d gone out to her car and brought something to help protect him. Why she felt the need to bother was beyond her but she did.

More curious was why she felt the need to give him this charm in particular. It had been with her all her life and had belonged to her father. The urge to find it and give it to Donatus was like nothing she’d ever experienced before. Knowing that fighting her gut was foolish, Ava had rushed to retrieve it for him. It was all she could do to finish unloading her car and putting her personal belongings in her room before rushing to Donatus’ office.

Looking around, Ava couldn’t find a spot where the charm wouldn’t be obvious. As she looked back at his mahogany partner’s desk with an ebony inlay an idea came to her. She glanced at the door and decided to make her move. Slowly, she walked to his desk, smiling at the sight of an ornate Viking drinking horn lying on the corner of it. It looked a bit out of place. Her guess was that Donatus had pulled it out to show it to the new Professor of Norse Mythology—her.
Ava leaned far over his desk to the point her feet left the ground. Sliding out his center drawer a tiny bit, she dropped the charm in and closed it. As she stood, she felt someone watching her. Her entire body lit with need. Exhaling, Ava did her best to get herself under control before glancing over her shoulder.

Professor Donatus Manlian stood in the doorway, staring at her with a questioning look on his face.

Dropping her head down, Ava sighed. “I swear that this isn’t as bad as it looks. I wasn’t rifling through your drawers. I, umm.” The thought of telling him the truth didn’t sit any better than lying. “I’m going to stand up now. Then I’m not sure if I’m going to die of embarrassment or not.”
She slid back on the desk and followed Donatus’ hot gaze. It centered on her upturned ass. His brows arched and his jaw tightened. Was he aroused? She was. The very sight of the man did things to her that she’d never realized seeing a man could do.

Ava’s arm caught the drinking horn. The second she realized she was about to knock it off his desk, she gasped and reached for it. A large, warm hand clasped over hers as a solid body pressed her against the desk top.

Donatus’ thick, throbbing erection nestled into the globes of her ass. The thin skirt she wore provided little in the way of a barrier. His zipper dug into her while his erection attempted to burrow into her. The thought of having it deep within her caused a torrent of cream to flow from her.

Donatus laced his fingers in hers, clasping the horn and pulling it away from the edge. Ava went to stand, only to find that she was left rubbing her ass against his shaft and her mound against the edge of his desk. Biting back a moan, she turned her head slightly, accidentally brushing her lips past his.

For a moment, Ava was sure that a spark of power had passed between them. She laid there, her breathing choppy, her panties wet and her body demanding to be satisfied.

“I’m sorry,” she said, pulling the drinking horn closer to her body. “I didn’t mean to—”

“Shhh.” His hot breath blew over her cheek, leaving her legs shaking faintly and her chest thumping madly. “It’s okay. I pulled it out for you. I thought you might like to have it.”

“You can talk.” She’d meant to make a joke but the breathy sigh that accompanied it sort of turned it into sex phone operator line rather than a mood lightener.

He chuckled. “Yes. I can talk.”