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"Bowen " she whispered, an edge of need in her voice

The witch wanted; he was helpless not to give

His first kiss in nearly two centuries

Pulling her closer with his hand at her nape, he leaned down and took her mouth with his The iving her lips were, parting in welcoainst him, and her palers twining in his hair

He slipped his tongue into her mouth, and she met it with her oith sloicked laps that rasped her waist to hold her as he deepened the kiss, and she ainst hi hi out of her head with desire? She seemed lost for him When would she pull back? Surely he couldn't be expected to She would tell hie to relinquish what he desired, as he had hundreds of times before

But she didn't tell him Between licks, she whispered, "Yes, Bowen, yes" Instead of checking his lust, she urged him on, as if she wanted him, a Lykae, to lose control

He clutched her neck hard For over a thousand years, he'd unwaveringly scorned witches Yet noas savoring the wanton, drugging kiss of one - a soft, ruby-lipped witch who, he feared, couldbeen without sex for so long, Bowe drea Follow her into oblivion Follow her down

At last Mari sensed hi as fierce as she'd expected

His kiss was hard and heated as he claimed her mouth And she wasup on her knees, brazenly pressing her body into his, feeling his unyielding erection against her belly

She would become an immortal soon, she sensed it, and everyone had told her the flood of desires she'd experience leading up to the change would be strong So far it had proved overwhel her first taste of lust between two immortals?

He was the oing to get another chance with hi him as if her life depended on it

When she'dvital wasshe'd feared she couldn't do without for er Now she knehat she'd ood sense - ive that to her