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The two looked nothing alike but for their ears Mariah had been tall and lithe and so graceful, see to float when she walked The petite witch rolled her hips sensuously until her every step sent blood rushing to his groin and away froht, he ran the heel of his pal his shaft He wanted to watch her walk naked to a bed he was in

He told hi the two females to determine which was better but only to explore his reincarnation theory

Hell, he didn't even knohat he would do with a key now Would he truly go back if he believed the witch would never live?

That was the crux of it, because if he knew for a fact that he would erase the witch, then he could be certain that she shared a soul with Mariah And with that certainty, he could stay with the witch, even if there was a key, and there would be no guilt

Wait Why had he immediately decided on the witch in this situation? If he could just as easily have Mariah, wouldn't he prefer her? Mariah had been everything that was perfect

Yet for the first time, Bowe adht not have been perfect for him

For most of his adult life, Bowe had said as on hisnot to But he re even the mildest oaths would dis those words for millennia before they'd been deeshells around her He'd striven to change for her, hoping to entleman for her Yet some traits were just a part of his nature

He enjoyed his bed play dirty, and like all ressive in bed But Mariah had been a fey princess living in the eighteen hundreds and had been stymied with a very limited sexual mind-set She'd never been aroused by Bowe - had never desired him as he did her Bowe had known this, for she'd , she would stroke him under the chin as she vowed that she would be the one to tame his beastly nature

So he'd struggled to ignore his baser urges because she would have been horrified or even fainted if he'd acted on them The sex words he'd wanted to use he'd stifled The places he'd wanted to kiss her he'd tried to put from his mind

He'd never claihs, his heart had sunk to find her utterly unaffected by his attentions As cold as ice

But when he'd stroked Mariketa, she'd been lush and wet, her body so ready to receive him And the way he spoke? It aroused her He knew the self-pleasuring witch would indulge in whatever would give theht in the tomb, if he'd decided to taste her sex, she would have s wide for hiht, but with passion, a passion stoked by him Bowe hadn't realized until no much Mariah's lack of desire had affected his confidence

At once, he flushed at his uncharitable thoughts toward her She'd been a sweet lass, and she'd had entle fey of royal blood and good faht about a valuable alliance between her kind and his Elegant Mariah had chosen him to take care of her Out of all her royal suitors - and there were oodmother

He frowned Except that she'd told hi he'd always looked forward to a family

But then she hadn't been a bloody witch either