Atlantis Series Complete Collection by Gena Showalter

Author:Gena Showalter [Showalter, Gena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781488078804
Publisher: HQN Books
Published: 2017-09-17T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

SHAYE’S HEART THUNDERED in her chest, pounding so hard she feared her ribs would crack; her ears rang loudly, and she covered them with her hands to block out the awful sound. She sank onto the edge of a decadent made-for-sex bed with red silk sheets and a velvet comforter.

Not daring to breathe, she stared at the door.

She remained in that exact position for over an hour, anticipatory. Part of her wanted Valerian to storm inside the room to begin seducing her.

Begin. As if he hadn’t already.

Before she’d left him, his gaze had scorched her. If she’d remained with him, that heat would have burned her alive.

A new card idea had taken root. We should probably have sex before we rush into dating.

She gulped. If any man could tempt her…

No! She wouldn’t be a fool for lust or love or whatever the heck he wanted to call…whatever the heck was going on between them, accepting whatever crap he happened to dish.

She rested her head against the bedpost, which was intricately carved with—what else?—naked females.

So far Valerian had proved to be a man of his word—which meant he would remain guard just outside the door all freaking night.

He would always tell her the truth, huh?

“This is your personal love shack, right? And those three women, you bagged and tagged them?” she called.

A pause. She expected the silence to continue.

Then he said, “Yes.”

Well, well. The truth, even when it hurt. A rarity. A trait she admired greatly and had always hoped to find in someone else.

Maybe I should stay with him? Just for a little while.

Okay, wow. Part of her had to be looking for any reason to stay. Which was the very reason she had to escape tonight. No way she should stick around until morning, when he and the other warrior, Joachim, would fight for ownership of her, as if she were property.

“I’m not a trophy,” she muttered. “I’m not a prize for Valerian and his sex squad to battle to the death over.”

“Yes, Moon, you are.”

The huskiness of his voice gave her a jolt of pure pleasure, making her heart skip a beat and heat coast over her skin.

Trembling now, she jumped to her feet and traversed one of the bridges, careful to avoid the pits. She paced. A large, sunken tub had been filled with bubbling water. Or the water never drained. Tendrils of steam curled to the vaulted crystal ceiling, which showcased the now turbulent ocean above. Waves churned and swirled, leaving wisps of foam behind, no horny mermaids in sight.

Maybe…maybe a night with Valerian could go on her bucket list?

What! What are you doing? Stop! Escape!

Right. She traced a fingertip over the vanity. The rings in the wood actually warmed to her touch, a slight vibration rising up her arm.

An eerie voice suddenly whispered through her mind. Love heals; it doesn’t hurt. Love is the answer, not the problem…

With a gasp, she yanked her arm away, severing contact. What. The. Heck?

“You mentioned…lovers.” Valerian spoke up again, his tone dripping with irritation.

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