He's a liar. A manipulator. He doesn't deserve a second chance. But he dominates my dreams, making me want him more each day. My best chance for survival is to stay far away from him. To ignore the desire heating my veins. But trapped together for a weekend in Sweden, I can’t avoid his intoxicating presence…or the way my heart races when he whispers my name.
She's the love of my life, my dream, the goddess I've been waiting an eternity for. I won’t argue that her anger and mistrust toward me aren’t justified, but after nearly thirty days of her constant rebuttal to the obvious fact that she and I belong together, my patience is wearing thin. My cock is a hard throb, my hunger to ravish her a gnawing pain that bites my soul. There is no other option for her and me. Not when I’m so aroused each breath is a tight ache. Not when I’m returning to the place of my birth, this place of raw power. Astrid will begin to feel it too. The primal energy resonating from our ancient northern ancestry will call to her in the alpine climate, heating her blood as it does mine.
Our mating under the stars is as inevitable as the sunrise.
Our inherent natures demand it, even if the gods do not.