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attractive male she’d ever seen. “Never, MacRieve.”
    She could be as vicious as any of her sisters. Just because a Valkyrie’s innate ferocity wasn’t her first impulse in a conflict didn’t mean she couldn’t draw on it when she needed to. “Kiss me again, Lykae, and I’ll make you regret it.”
    He kissed her again. So she kicked him between his legs, ducking from him. As he dropped to his knees, she hastened away. But she heard him grunt,
“Still doona regret it.”

FIVE

    Stalking her through the bayou once more, he tracked her heady scent—with his bollocks aching from her kick and his chest wounds on fire.
    “I can scent you, know you’re near.” Yes, she was close. He circled in place, his eyes narrowed. “Doona run from me! You will no’ get away.”
And we crave the chase. Ah, gods, we crave it.
“You’ve only got one arrow left.”
    “But I’m going to make this one count,” she whispered above him.
    Before he could swing his head up at the sound, she’d tackled him into a bed of moss, knees into his shoulders, her arrow pressed into his forehead.
    In a slow, awed tone, he rasped,
“I—like—you, lass!”
So lovely, so wild. An avenging angel, with her bizarre bow seeming to glow above him.
    When blood welled on his forehead and trickled down his temple, he said, “You canna release your arrow, Valkyrie. You feel something for me, too.” She looked stunned, as if her hesitation baffled her. “I’ll bet when you set a course of action, you doona falter.”
    At that, she gritted her teeth, like she was redoubling her resolve.
    “But you canna do it.” The instant she relaxed the tension on her bowstring, he tossed her on her back, covering her body with his. He groaned to feel all her lush curves pressed against him. Both of them were out of breath, her breasts rising and falling so temptingly.
    She was a wee beauty, with her smooth golden skin and plump lips. Her hair had begun drying into a deep caramel color. It felt like silk and smelled like heaven.
Like home
. “You ken this feels right between us.”
    Ah, gods, it does.
As if they’d done this before. As if she recognized his touch and remembered the breathless way she felt at this moment.
    What was happening to her? He was right—when she set a course of action, she’d never once faltered. Yet she couldn’t shoot him!
    His mouth descended on hers. Just as she was about to shove him away, he groaned, as though the mere contact of their lips brought him so much pleasure he couldn’t contain it. He deepened the kiss, pressing his firm lips harder, coaxing her with his tongue to respond.
    The shock of being kissed after so long. The heat of his body over hers in the cold rain.
    Lightning struck above them, and she knew it came from her. Her bow hand unclenched, her other palm clasping the back of his neck. When she parted her lips on a gasp, he stroked her mouth with his delicious tongue while she remained still, merely taking his attentions.
    Breaking away, he stared down at her, giving her alook—a purely masculine expression of intent—that promised he was about to do wicked things to her.
Oh, that look.
Robbing her of thought…
    “Your eyes are goin’ silvery,” he said, his accent growing thicker. “You want me, too.” Before setting in again, he commanded, “Now kiss me back.”
    Over her long lifetime, many men had tried to seduce her, but she’d easily disregarded them. What was so different about this Lykae? It was as if he knew exactly how to tap into her need, into the wildness inside her.
    That dark part of her she feared took over and
ruled
her.
This won’t be more than a kiss. I’d never let it be more than that….
    In a rush, her body flooded with desire, her breasts growing heavy.
The wildness within me. Can’t fight it…
    She was starved for this. And a bounty lay before her. Pleasure building… losing control… losing…
    Lost.
This felt so…
right.
With a moan, she surrendered.
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