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but it felt right, damn it felt wonderful. Her hands touched his neck, urging him closer. No man needed more reason than that as he slid easily inside her, her legs wrapping around his thighs, welcoming him home.
    She felt a moment of pain, a mere second as he eased past her innocence and laid his full length inside her and she heard his sigh, as he began to move, a rhythm born of nature, a dance of love neither of them could refuse. She was so tight around him, her flesh so willing, so welcoming.
    He cried her name out loud as need crashed around him and he exploded inside her, his arms holding her to him, refusing to let her go. She was his woman now and nothing could tear them apart. He moved to his side, pulling her with him, refusing to relinquish his hold on her.
    “That wasn’t talking,” Eva’s voice was soft.
    “It was better than talking,” Joshua replied, a proud grin on his lips, his tongue poking out to taste her on them.
    “I don’t understand. What happened?” she asked. How had it happened? She didn’t know him and she wasn’t the type to leap into bed with a man she didn’t know. What did this make her?
    “You are mine,” Joshua declared, leaning on his elbow to stare into her delicate face. “Did I hurt you?” he asked, that damned frown returning to his brow. She hated that frown.
    “Only for a moment,” she told him, “but it was amazing before and after. I never realized how wonderful it could be.”
    “You’re mine,” he told her again, as though he needed to be convinced too.
    “I don’t know you, I don’t know anything about you,” she gasped, realizing he really did believe that soulmate rubbish. She didn’t admit to how she did know about him—she’d read all the available data on him but little of that related back to him. Being with him, touching him, negated every dangerous detail she’d learned about Joshua Ravenwood.
    “You’ll get to know me.” He leaned over to kiss her again, his hand resting easily over her breast as though she and he fit well together.
    “I’ve never seen you before today,” she sighed at the stubborn look on his face.
    “And I never believed you existed, but you’re here with me and I’m not letting you go.”
    “That’s ridiculous. You’re a Xandry man and I’m an Ice Witch. We’re enemies. I shouldn’t be here; we shouldn’t be doing this.” But no matter how much she tried to rise, he wasn’t budging, wouldn’t let her move.
    “I don’t care what you are. You’re my woman and this is where you belong—in my bed with me.” His voice was the coldest she’d heard it and she didn’t like it aimed at her. “We didn’t know,” his voice dropped lower, dripping with regret and she wondered at the change in him. She shivered, although he moved closer to pull her tighter against him, his naked flesh bringing warmth to her chilled skin.
    “Didn’t know what?” she asked. If only she knew what subject he’d changed to, but, as he spoke, she realized.
    “We didn’t know. We thought the Ice Witches had turned traitor. We didn’t know,” he whispered, his voice low, still unbelieving. How could any member of his blood, his own clan, be so deceitful? Joshua and Noah had been raised in the Xandry tradition; in honor and fidelity, in the same manner their father and uncle had. It was unthinkable. How could anyone repair the damage?
    “We didn’t turn; we were faithful to the very end. My parents tried to reach the Xandry Prince, but a man with dark hair and eyes came to our house. He promised to speak to the Prince on our behalf if my mother would leave with him. He offered our lives if only she would become his woman. My father refused and they fought. Both our parents died that day.”
    “How many of you survived?” Joshua refused to look at her.
    “Just two—my sister and I. She was only little and asleep under the stairs where we’d both crawled to watch the stranger my father welcomed into our home. He