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He laughed as he went, knowing that although Adalorious prince of the D’Jai would hate being hu trapped in the body of one of those lie life span was so horrifically brief

He was about to find it far briefer than average

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Adauard that it didn’t occur to him to do a series of short jumps and follow the woman, until it was too late

By the time he’d tensed to sift, the dilapidated vehicle had sped off, and he had no idea where it had gone He popped about in various directions for a ti his head, he returned to the bench and sat down, cursing hies

Finally, soet away Under huly clear to him that the human male brain and the human male cock couldn’t both sustain sufficient amounts of blood to function at the same time It was one or the other, and the huet to choose which one

As a Tuatha Dé, he would have been in complete control of his lust Desirous yet coolheaded, perhaps even a touch bored (it wasn’t as if he could do soiven a few thousand years, a Tuatha Dé got around to trying everything)

But as a human male, lust was far more intense, and his body was apparently slave to it A simple hard-on could turn him into a bloody Neanderthal

How had ? For that ed to crawl out of their pri out an exasperated breath, he rose fro a stunted space of cobbled courtyard

There he’d been, lying on his back, staring up at the stars, wondering where in the hell Circenn , when suddenly he’d suffered a prickly sensation, as if he were the focus of an intense gaze

He’d glanced over, half-expecting to see a few of his brethren laughing at hi or not In the past ninety-seven days he’d searched high and low for one of his race, but hadn’t caught so limpse of a Tuatha Dé He’d finally concluded that the queen must have forbidden them to spy upon him, for he could find no other explanation for their absence He knew full well there were those of his race that would savor the sight of his suffering

He’d seen--not his brethren--but a woman A human woman, illumed by that which his kind didn’t possess, lit frolow of her i, lushly sensual wo silvery-blond hair twisted up in a clip, loose, shorter strands spiking about a delicate heart-shaped face Huge eyes uptilted at the outer corners, a pointed chin, a full, lush aze, proof of that passionate Gaelic temper that always turned hione instantly, painfully, hard as a rock

And for a few critical moments, his brain hadn’t functioned at all All the rest of him had Stupendously well, in fact Just not his brain

Cursed by the féth fiada, he’d been celibate for three long, hellish ining all the things he would do to her if only he could, he’d co there looking in his general direction, but his first instinct had been right: He was the focus of an intense gaze She was looking directly at hied to find his feet, to even remember that he had feet, she’d been in her car

She’d escaped hi He would find her

She’d seen him He had no idea hohy she’d been able to, but frankly he didn’tto be his ticket back to Paradise

And, he thought, lips curving in a wicked, erotic grin, he illing to bet she’d be able to feel hiic dictated that if she was immune to one aspect of the féth fiada, she would be immune to them all

For the first time since the queen had hed The rich, dark sound rolled--despite the hu in the e behind hi walked a them for so many millennia, and he’d learned even more about them in the past few hland sheep, they dutifully trod the sa to the same pastures day after day