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you aren’t aware, ruling means to exercise authority. I make the laws here, and I enforce them. All of you know that.” His voice lifted on the last sentence to make sure all of the listening gods would hear.
    With those last words, Jarek strode away.
    Sensing his approach, the chamber door opened and then closed once he crossed the threshold. A pair of silver eyes haunted him, and combined with the image of waist-length black hair and a body that would create heat within any man, be he god or human. The effect crippled him, at least momentarily.
    The air rippled, splitting in a vivid blast of blue heat. Jarek whirled in time to catch Kira’s blade in his hand. He melted the steel with his palm and grabbed hold of her wrist. How in the hell had she gotten inside the gates? Had he somehow left them open? Could he have been so careless?
    He yanked her closer, bending her arm behind her back with just enough pressure to make her take notice of his displeasure, but the feel of her breasts pressing against his chest softened his anger. “You take a great risk invading my home.”
    “I wouldn’t have been able to invade it had it been properly protected. Once I have eliminated you, I will make sure no one enters my home without my permission.”
    Jarek smiled, both surprised and intrigued at the woman’s audacity. “Killing me could mean your own death, Kira.”
    She struggled against him, and he saw the impatience in her gaze. She couldn’t break free from him, and the knowledge disturbed her. “I want what belongs to me, Jarek.”
    Her lips tantalized him. “And I want what will belong to me,” he responded, before he fisted his hand in her hair and yanked it. Kira’s gasp gave him just the opportunity he needed to seal her lips with his.
    Heat scorched his skin and blazed through his internal organs, searing his soul. He dragged her even closer, until her leather bodysuit melted against his body. Her tongue dueled with his, and though he felt her resistance, she didn’t deny him a taste.
    How something so dark could taste so sweet bewildered him. Her lips yielded against his, as soft as spun butter, her mouth a delicate blend of honey and spice.
    Sensations buffeted his body and laid siege to his rationality. The god within him gave way to the male instincts lying dormant for so long. He dropped his hands to her bottom and cupped her firm flesh, lifting her higher until she fit in the apex of his thighs.
    Kira snagged her fingers in his hair and feasted on his lips before lifting her head to drag great gulps of air into her lungs. “You cannot take me,” she whispered.
    The blood surged within his veins. “I can and I will.”
    She thrust her head back, pressing her breasts against his chest. “I will not allow it.”
    Pure male animal responded. “Before this day is through, you will crave me as much as you crave ownership of Timara.” He released her so suddenly, she stumbled. “Now, leave me, but know this…” his chest heaved, “…if you choose to return to attempt my assassination, you will not be allowed to leave me again.”
    Kira gave a supremely feminine laugh. “Oh, how the mighty have fallen. Did you really think this seduction scene was all your idea, Jarek?” She closed the distance between them and trailed one finger down the column of his throat. “Killing you will not only be easy, it will be my pleasure.” She stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek. “Pray that you don’t see me again.”

Chapter Two
    Frustration clawed at his intestines. Set wanted to grab Kira and shake her, convince her that time was of the essence. The city must be taken before Jarek fully understood the powers he possessed or the jewel he held in the palm of his hand.
    “What is taking you so long?” Set muttered, his hand sweeping across the glass globe that provided him a cloudy view of Kira’s whereabouts. “I could have killed him by now.”
    “Perhaps she doesn’t want to kill him.”
    The feminine