Lords of the Underworld Bundle by Gena Showalter

Author:Gena Showalter
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin Enterprises
Published: 2008-07-06T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

PARIS ROAMED THE PAVED STREETS of Athens as the sun shone bright and golden. The air was peaceful, serene, and the white-washed, Old-World sights riveting. Gentle waves from the sea only a short distance away added the perfect sound-track.

He should have been preparing for his upcoming trip to the States.

He wasn’t.

He was looking for a woman, any woman, who would have him. But no matter what he did or said, the females of Greece weren’t responding to him as the females of Budapest—hell, as the females everywhere else on earth—had.

He didn’t understand it, either. His physical appearance had not changed. He was a handsome motherfucker. His demeanor had not changed. He was the most charming person he knew. Nothing about him had changed. Yet before traveling here, he’d had only to cast his gaze upon a woman to have her stripping, readying herself for his pleasure. Here, nothing. Nada.

Women of every age, size and color treated him like a leper.

Sadly, at this point, all he needed was five minutes and a pair of spread legs.

Without sex, he weakened. Became vulnerable and unable to defend himself from Hunters and their vicious attacks.

Had it been possible, he would have chosen one woman, married her and taken her with him everywhere, enjoying her and her alone. But apart from the obstacle of human women’s mortality, the demon inside him would allow no such thing. Once he’d slept with a woman, he couldn’t get hard for her again. No matter how much he wanted to be with her.

It was why he’d stopped trying for anything more than a single night. To stay alive, he would have to cheat on a wife constantly, and he refused to do such a thing.

Someone look at me, want me. If he couldn’t find a female…the things he was forced to do sickened him.

Not rape, please not rape, but the demon had no gender preference. Paris did. Paris only wanted women. His stomach cramped as memories tried to fill his mind. Hated memories. He clenched his teeth in an effort to halt them.

Find a prostitute, Promiscuity suggested, needing sex as much as he did.

Tried. It’s as if they’re hiding from me. Paris actually preferred prostitutes. They both got something out of the deal, and his lover didn’t leave with expectations of a repeat performance.

A brunette sauntered down the sidewalk across from him. Female. He scented her before he saw her, turning his head to draw in more of her sweet feminine fragrance. She’ll do.

He was halfway to her before he realized he’d taken a single step. “Excuse me,” he called when he reached her. Desperation laced his tone.

Her gaze slid to him. Appreciation curtained her features, but that was it. Nothing more. No trancelike desire. Up close, he could see strands of silver in her hair and the age lines around her eyes.

Didn’t matter. His mouth watered for her.

“Yes,” she said in heavily accented English, not slowing.

Usually they stopped, already desperate to touch him. What made these Greek females different? “Would you like to…” Shit.

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