His Witch To Keep
Wanting her was one thing. Keeping her was another…
Serenity Danssaert was already in way over her head. Not even her MI6 training or her powers as one of the seven Pleiades witches is going to save her sister. Then Alexi Jovec shows up. A secret operative working for unknown forces, he’s impossibly sexy and dangerous…and the guy who bailed on Serenity after a red-hot, racy night.
So bonding to him as her destined—the One—is so very wrong.
While Alexi’s need to own Serenity—body, soul, and beyond—is nearly unbearable, it’s also forbidden. He’s the last man who could ever be her destined. Besides, Hades’s right-hand man cannot bond with a chosen Pleiades witch. He may be the one man who can protect her, but she can never be his to keep.
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“What is your game tonight?” he asked in a cool tone. That look on his face—dangerous yet volatile—cried out to every one of her senses. In all the years she’d known him, he’d always been in control. No unnecessary movement. Rarely did he demonstrate outward emotion. Except when naked. And, holy mother, did this man look amazing naked.
“Why are you here?” she asked as an uncomfortable heat spread through her body.
“That’s my question for you.” His gaze dropped to her mouth, where it settled on the small scar on her upper lip.
Her breath caught. Sensation tingled across her upper lip as if he’d touched the memento left from her long ago one-time torture session with witch hunters. Did I even mean anything to you? Memory of their one night together kept alive a tight need deep in her body, one she’d do anything to shake. And one she’d never admit to him.