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A stubborn woman is hard to capture, but once you have, what do you do with her?

Storm Davis does not like being told what to do. Her new partner in the Phoenix Intelligence Agency seems to think he has the right. She can’t seem to shake him like she has her previous partners. He infuriates her with his calm, unaffected boredom. When his control shatters, it is with unexpected results, and Storm isn’t one to shy away from anything.

Killian Erutan is working through being brought back from the dead and now he’s a firebird. He is still an Amazonian Warrior but being a firebird, he has more to handle. Add to that the aggravating partner he’s saddled with and Killian has his hands full. Storm is flaky, a pain in the ass and used to having her own way. He will not stand for it. The warrior in him cannot trust such a person at his back. Yet she gets under his skin and one sizzling kiss later, he finds he aches for her with no idea why.

When they stumble upon the dangerous man they are seeking who can bring the collapse of the world, Storm surprises him with her actions. The danger of what they are facing and their rising passion make them come together.

Sometimes in life, you find the one who makes your immortal bloodline…come alive.

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Still swaying, Storm went into the living room. She flipped on the lights and stopped as she spotted the man sitting in the window seat. Storm filled with desire looking at the masculine beauty waiting for her.

“Breaking and entering.” She walked over to him. “You surprise me.”

“Just as you did to me when you did the hula.” Killian smiled.

“Liked that, did you?” She paused a few steps away from him. “The usual thing for a man to do when a woman lays down a challenge to pursue her is to call to set up a date.”

“I’ve been waiting too long for the niceties of mating rituals.”

“Whoa, who said anything about mating rituals?” She knew he didn’t mean that lightly. She’d been around enough other beings to know when one stated mating, it didn’t mean the same as it did for humans.

“You can try to hide it from yourself but you know what we are to each other. That kiss sealed what we are.” Killian tilted his head to the side and stared at her. “I know you felt the earth move.”

Storm laughed. “A joke from you. That is funny.” She sobered and her eyes narrowed. “Wait a minute. You’re saying we’re mates and you knew we were? Then why have you been avoiding me?”

“I wanted to give you time to catch up. Didn’t want to overwhelm you with my masculine prowess.” Killian’s lips twitched.

“Funny man.” Storm moved closer. “I really am not sure about having a mate. Call me old-fashioned, but I believe in the wooing and all that before declaring you are mine and I am yours.”

“Okay.”

She frowned at his ready agreement, ignoring the pang of regret that filled her. “Not that I want to be wooed. I just want some fun.”

“Okay.”

She scowled as he continued to agree.

“But, Storm—”

She braced herself for his saying something to piss her off.

“We can go on a date later. For now—” He reached out, yanked her down into his lap then kissed her.

Storm whimpered and opened her mouth. He again laid claim to her through his kiss that befuddled all her senses. Killian moved her so she was straddling him. She got wetter as she clenched her pussy, imagining him inside her.

God, if his kiss does this to me, what will his taking me do? Come to Storm, baby. Storm cupped his head and held him, sucking in his tongue.

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