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Voluptuous swell of her ass.

“Turn around. I want to see your back,” he said, his deep voice rough with desire.

Mikki turned. She felt his lips replace claws as he kissed the raised pink lines he had left on her back.

“I thought I had ripped through your skin.” His breath was hot against her skin.

“Of course you didn’t. They’re just scratches.”

His lips moved to the small of her back, and his tongue tasted her. “I didn’t think I would ever touch you

again.”

She turned and wrapped her arms around his neck as he licked and teased her nipples.

“Don’t ever stop touching me, Asterius.”

She sank down to the pallet, pulling him with her. He knelt beside her. Sheathing his claws, he touched her

face gently. “I could not stop now, Mikado, even if Hecate herself appeared and commanded it.”

“Shh.” She pressed a finger against his lips. “I don’t want to think about anything else except you.” Slowly,

she lifted her hand until the same finger that had pressed against his lips traced the smooth line of one dark

horn. “You are amazing. I don’t ever think I’ll get enough of touching you.”

“Mikado, you are a rare and unexpected gift.” His deep voice trembled with the depth of his emotions. “I

have never known the love of a woman—never, in all the eons of my existence, has a woman touched me,

accepted me, loved me . . .” He had to pause before he could continue. “I will love you for as long as there is

breath in my body, and beyond, if the Fates and our goddess will it.”

“Come to me, Asterius. Show me the power of your love,” she beckoned.

He worshipped her with his mouth and hands. He drank in her body as if he would never get enough of it. He

explored her and, with the superhuman senses of a beast, he read the flushes and changes in her body,

learning what brought her the most pleasure. And then, when he thought he could never know anything

sweeter than watching the passion he had built within her, she pressed him to the pallet and began her own

exploration. When her tongue teased him and she whispered against his skin that the hard length of his body

was magnificent and how much she desired him, Asterius thought he would die of such exquisite pleasure.

“I need to feel you inside me.”

Mikki opened herself to him. He trembled with the effort of controlling himself as she wrapped her legs

around him and arched against him. Blood rushed painfully through his body, and the roar of the beast filled

his mind. The beast wanted to pound violently into her, to bury his aching hardness in her wet heat. He

clenched his teeth, sliding carefully in and out of her, trying to focus on her soft sounds of pleasure through

the tumult in his mind. And then he realized that she was meeting his g boСЂ†entle thrusts with a fierceness

that blazed in her eyes. When he bent to kiss her, she bit his lip. He growled. She smiled.

“Let the beast loose. I want him,” she said in a deep, sultry voice.

Her words ignited a flame of lust within him that he was afraid would consume them both. Unable to fight

against the combined force of her desire and the power of the beast, Asterius grabbed her ass and lifted her up

to meet him as he impaled himself within her, over and over again. Mikado didn’t shrink from him. She

answered his passion with a strength that was goddess-touched. The beast and the priestess blazed together,

until finally the man within could no longer stop the raging force and he poured a lifetime of need into her as

beast and man together roared her name.

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CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

HE couldn’t stop looking at Mikado. She was asleep, her naked body pressed against him. She was using his

arm to cushion her head. One of her long, smooth legs was thrown intimately over his inhuman one. Her hand

lay limply on his chest. He drew a deep breath, letting her scent imprint upon his senses.

He’d never imagined this. Even when he’d wildly hoped that the other Empousa might care for him . . . love

him . . . he’d only thought about the sweet softness of her hands touching him. It was only in his dreams that

he’d allowed himself to imagine making love to a mortal woman. But his dreams never came true. Until now.

Until Mikado. When he had touched her and realized that the pain of the goddess’s spell had been lifted, and

what that meant, she had spun reality into his dreams, and in doing so had healed the wound of loneliness that

had been festering within him for an eternity.

What was he going to do? She had saved him. Could he do any less for her?

If he did not sacrifice her, the realm would die. It might not happen immediately. Hecate might find another

Empousa, but irrevocable damage would already have been done. The betrayal of one Empousa had caused

sickness in a realm that had never before known blight or pestilence or illness of any kind. Those things did

not belong in Hecate’s realm of dreams and magick. But betrayal and abandonment had caused the barrier to

weaken. Asterius was certain that only Mikado’s swift action had prevented further disaster.

So he must choose between destroying his dream or destroying the dreams of mankind.

It was really no choice at all. Only a beast could choose himself over mankind. He felt the agony of what he

must do press against him like a flaming spear thrust into his entrails.

“I can feel you watching me,” Mikki said. Sleepily, she opened her eyes and smiled up at him. “Don’t you

ever sleep?”

“I would rather gaze at you.” He brushed back a thick strand of hair from her face.

“I should have guessed that you’d be a romantic when you put the rose in my wine.”

“That is not romantic; it is civilized.” He tempered the gruffness of his voice with a slight smile and caressed

the graceful slope of her neck and shoulder, smilinely T‡g again when she sighed happily and stretched like a

contented feline.

“Don’t burst my bubble. I prefer to think of it as romance.”

“Then, for you, I will call it romance, too.” Slowly, with a sweet hesitance and innocence that were at direct

odds with the fierceness of his body, he bent and gently kissed her lips. “When you came to me today, you

offered me more than your body and your love. You offered acceptance. And that is something I never

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