Prologue
Drizzle filled the air as the man knelt in front of the grave.
He brushed aside dead leaves from the metal plaque, placed his red rose across it and stood.
Rain was a double-edged curse for him. It never failed to recall the memory of one heartbreaking night, but it also brought the reminder of a fresh start.
Turning to walk away, he knew his future course was unsure. Where would he go? Who would he meet? They were questions for which he had no answers as he walked aimlessly down the narrow walkways of the cemetery. He could easily vanish and appear at a place where a woman would take him into her arms and into her body.
He was born to protect and serve the women of his tribe and had become an entity with no true direction in his existence other than showing women their deepest, darkest sexual desires. After being stripped of his powers, he had been given a glimpse of a normal life filled with happiness and true love with a special woman—Kelly. Loving and losing her was a reminder of the pain mortal people experienced.
After leaving the sacred grounds, he continued his slow progress through the rain that had begun to fall steadily, walking down soaked streets he barely noticed.
He was jarred out of his mindless wandering when he bumped into someone coming out of a diner.
A petite woman looked up at him, her eyes black and mysterious. “I’m sorry, I wasn’t…” Droplets clung to her jet-black hair as it flowed down her spine.
He stared back at her. “It’s all right. I wasn’t watching where I was going either.”
The woman glanced down at his chest and saw the shimmer of his gold medallion. “Wow, that’s gorgeous. May I see it?”
The dark man paused then pulled it over his head, placing it in the woman’s hand. He watched her face as she touched the piece.
The woman couldn’t take her eyes from the jewelry as it sat in her palm. He knew she’d feel warmth creeping through her body when she closed her hand around it and wasn’t surprised to see her jaw shudder as the power of the medallion radiated through her.
He took her hand and unfolded her fingers.
She looked back up at him, blinking, lost in what just happened. Her gaze drifted down his body, noting the black clothing clinging to his muscles and lingering on the outline of his cock.
With a heavy breath, the woman licked her lips and spoke. “I’ve heard of you. I know who you are.”
A wicked smile crossed his mouth as he replied, “And I know who you are—Maya.”
Chapter One
Maya swallowed. “You know who I am?” Her hand shook with nervousness and the chain from the medallion swung back and forth.