“Yes, you and Iare similar.”
Her kneesbuckled. Her vision blurred. The pretty cottage swirled aroundher.
Powerful armscaught her. Nick held her close as her vision cleared, and all shesaw was him, gazing at her, his eyes brimming with a happiness thatwarmed her soul.
Confusedemotions charged through her system; fear, curiosity, elation. Thetruth was so close she could taste it, and yet… did she want toknow the woman she was back when the photo was taken? A hundredquestions buzzed inside her head, chaotic theories that made nosense.
Nick fixed herwith an intense gaze. “Are you all right? I know this must bedifficult for you.”
Her heart beatfrantically. This was all too much… she only met him a few hoursago, and now he was showing her a picture of them in the 1920s.This was crazy, insane even, and yet with his protective armsaround her, he instilled her with a sense of calm. “A bit freakedout, but yes, I think I am okay.”
“I’ve waited solong for you, Katarina.” His voice was thick with emotion. “Iprobably shouldn’t do this,” his gaze sought her lips, “but if Idon’t, I’ll go mad. If I’m damned to Hell, then it will be worthit.”
He kissed herwith an urgency and passion that negated all other thoughts.
Her whole bodyresponded to him with a thrilling rush. Adrenaline pumped throughher veins. There were so many questions she wanted to ask, so muchof her past lives still a mystery, but she wanted this more thananything.
She wantedhim.
Kat returnedhis kiss, matching his fervour with her own. She looped her armsaround his waist and crushed her body to his.
“I couldn’ttell you,” he gasped between kisses. “You had to find outyourself.”
What he saidmade no sense, but she didn’t care, her thoughts consumed by thethrobbing between her thighs. She tugged at his shirt, yanking itfrom his jeans.
He grabbed herbackside and squeezed, hard.
She threw herhead back as he buried his face in her neck and nipped her earlobe.The sprig of bluebells fell from her hair.
“I… we justmet…” she uttered in a breathless rasp. “I don’t usually do thissort of thing…” At least not until the second or third date—she hadsome standards—and technically this wasn’t even a date, buteverything about this felt right. Not to mention he was making herdamn horny.
He chuckled andpulled back, his dimpled smile loaded with sin. “We can stop if youwant?”
“No, don’tstop.”
“Have you anyidea how sexy you are?”
“Have you?”
He lifted herand wrapped her legs around him. She felt his erection between herthighs. Nick half stumbled, half ran towards a narrow staircase,knocking over a table lamp on the way. Something else clattered tothe floor, but she was way past caring enough to look what itwas.
His large handswere everywhere, tugging her clothes as he climbed the stairs.
“What aboutthat drink you promised?” she said, her request half-hearted.
“Forget thebloody drink.”
In his hurry toget her upstairs, her elbow scraped against the rough plasteredwall, her knee banged the other wall, and she lost a shoe.
She giggled,fisting her hands in his soft waves.
The stairs ledstraight into a bedroom set in the eaves, the moon shining througha tiny window offering the only light. She barely had time toregister the masculine, neutral décor before he plonked herunceremoniously on the bed.
Kat giggled.“Not exactly the gentle type, are you?” She sat up, admiring him ashe stood at the end of the bed.
“You betterbelieve it.”
Her arousal hitrecord highs. She had a penchant for a little rough and tumblebetween the sheets; she liked to give it in return too. Nothing tookinky, but she didn’t consider sex good unless she had a spankedarse and achy legs afterwards.
Slowly,seductively, she untied her halter-neck top and let it slip to herwaist, her breasts bare, her nipples peaked, ready for histouch.
He didn’tdisappoint, cupping her breasts with hands so hot it made hergasp.
Needing to seea hunk of flesh herself, she tugged his shirt up his torso. Hestopped what he was doing and yanked his shirt over his head, hismoves urgent, as if he couldn’t wait to jump her bones.
She wasn’tdissatisfied either. The guy was built like a Greek god—the oneshe’d suspected him of being earlier—with smooth, bronzed skin anda well-defined six-pack she wanted to trail the tip of her tonguedown, towards his…
“Fuck me,you’re hot,” she blurted out before she could stop herself. And notjust the way he looked either, or how his muscles rippled when hemoved. No, the heat radiating from his body was really something…she’d even go so far as to say it was scorching, as if he had hisown internal heat source.
Weird, yetincredibly sexy.
He laughed. “Iknow I’m hot,” he replied with a confidence that alleviated herconcerns. “And believe me, I intend to fuck you.” In a move soswift it took her breath away, he lifted her bottom and slipped herjeans down her thighs, her knickers too.
His sinfulappraisal of her nakedness sent erotic signals straight to hercore.
He arched aneyebrow, his striking eyes gleaming with mischief. “You’re not sobad yourself.”
“Not so bad?”she teased. “I was hoping for a little more flattery.” She flickedoff her remaining shoe and removed her jeans from her ankles. “Haveyou seen how long these legs are?”
He trailed hisfingertips from her ankle to her thigh. “I’ve noticed all right.”Goosebumps danced across her skin. “How about stunning sexgoddess?”
It would do forstarters. “Keep going.”
Nick moved hishand between her thighs.
“I meant withthe compliments.”
“I think not.”He slipped his fingers along her slick folds, so wet for him.
She whimpered,wrapping her arms around his neck and urging him closer.
His body heatconsumed her. So gloriously hot. Her own body reacted to thescorching heat with a coolness that swept over her skin, thesensation like she’d walked into an air-conditioned building on ahot summer day.
Odd, that hadnever happened to her before, but Nick appeared to like it.
“My Katarina,”he murmured against her ear, his hot breath puffing her hair.
Was she his? Atthat moment, and crazy as it sounded, she wanted to believe she washis with her heart and soul. How insane was that? No man,supernatural or otherwise, had ever touched something so deepwithin, a part of her she
