Demon Untamed by Kiersten Fay

probably just hide out in the back drinking all my liquor like the degenerate he is.”
    Anya interjected, “He's not a degenerate. He was a soldier—”
    “I don't care if he was the freaking king himself! I don't like him, and I don't like this plan.”
    “Please, Sonya.” Anya looked up at her with the most earnest, compelling expression Sonya had ever been subject to.
    She wanted to whine and rail and throw a fit—she might have even stomped her foot for good measure—but Anya deserved to possess the knowledge of her people.
    “Fine,” Sonya grumbled. Surely she could tolerate a pirate for a short time. “But if he doesn't do his job perfectly, I reserve the right to slash his throat.”
    “No.” Sebastian leaned forward in his chair.
    She rolled her eyes. “Kidding. I'll just rough him up a bit before I kick him out of my pub.”

Chapter 6

     
     
    Sebastian had allocated a small alcove across the hall for the Anya and Ethanule’s research…directly in Sonya’s line of sight.
    Sonya leaned wearily against the bar and groaned. “Aw, come on, Sebastian. I already agreed to allow him behind my bar. I don’t want to have to spy on him and Anya as well. You can’t possibly be this insecure.”
    Sebastian bared his fangs. “Just poke your head out every now and again and check on them. If Ethan tries anything, you had damn well better let me know.”
    “Okay, maybe you can be this insecure.”
    “Just do as I say,” Sebastian snarled.
    She gave him an overly dramatized roll of her eyes. “Alright.”
    He pressed his lips together and offered a tight nod before leaving.
    Sonya shook her head with pity for her brother. If he didn’t claim Anya soon, she was sure he would lose his mind.
    She waited a while before edging towards the door and leaned out to get a better look. Anya was seated next to Ethan, who was hunched over the book, flipping through the pages. Notes and several computers were scattered around them.
    Captivating.
    Sonya rolled her eyes.
    Ethan ran his forefinger down the page of the book. Her gaze followed its slow progress and the need to swallow arose. Something in the motion came across…erotic.
    Sonya shook away the errant thought before focusing back on Ethan. His shirt hung loose over his shoulder, and his pants were somewhat baggy. No doubt Sebastian or Cale had lent him some clothes. Ethan wasn’t a small male by any means, but her brothers still towered over him.
    A single pointed ear poked out from behind his white-blond hair. A simple gold hoop hugged the lobe, refracting light when he turned his head.
    His bottom lip drew her attention. It was a bit fuller than the top and there was the slightest crease just under it that cradled a small patch of stubble. How is it the gods would permit a pirate to look so handsome?
    He glanced up at her and gave her an arrogant smile, as though he knew the trail of her thoughts. She flushed as anger welled, then stabbed him with a piercing glare before she whirled around and rushed back to the safety of her bar.
     
     
    Ethan had assumed the demon female would be spying on them. Why else would Sebastian have placed their study directly across from her tavern? His feelings for the princess were obvious. And Anya, as she preferred to be called, seemed to return the attraction.
    To make matters worse, she expressed no desire for Ethan in any respect. To be honest, he wasn’t extraordinarily attracted to her either. Sure, she was pretty enough. And kind. But she lacked the fire and sensuality he always imagined his other half would possess.
    Still, he had been promised the hand of one of the king’s daughters and the title that went with it.
    Ethan had felt Sonya’s eyes on him for some time before he had glanced up. He’d expected to see disdain in her expression, but instead, she’d been gazing at him intently, chewing her bottom lip. His blood had fired as dark images invaded his mind. Images of guiding her hand to his lower regions