Destiny Bewitched by Leia Shaw Page B

“Don’t want to anger the big, bad demon –
er – demigod.” In
over my head . “Why are you on his side anyway? After all the
dead treasures you brought me, I thought we’d bonded.”
    Erebus huffed then
continued gnawing his bone. She had to admit he was a good guard
dog. He watched her with keen eyes as she sorted through the junk.
A broken mirror, withered old candles, a few torn up books, a bike
tire…
    At last, she hit the
jackpot. Her squeal of delight made Erebus lift his head from his
precious bone. Just wait until she showed Geo.
***
    Geo knew Erebus would
guard Samantha but he still didn’t like being away from her.
Because it was dangerous here, he told himself, not because he
craved her company. Though he feared making her smile was quickly
becoming an obsession.
    After haggling with a
few peddlers, he anxiously started back to their room, presents
filling his arms. A feeling of pure male satisfaction surged
through him. Protecting, providing – it just felt right. Was this
what it would be like having a woman for himself? If so, he
couldn’t wait to get home and start his search.
    A painful tug on his
heart made him rethink that. He couldn’t imagine doing this for any
other woman. Was it the act of protecting and providing that filled
him with pride or was it the witch herself?
    He shook his head. It
didn’t matter. She was from a different world. She couldn’t be
his.
    The sound of a
particularly brutal win from the ring below focused him. He had one
mission and one mission only. Save Samantha’s sister so he can
return home. Soon he’d have two of Gaia’s daughters to witness for
him. And two witches were better than one.
    Yes, if he could manage
to control his irrational feelings for Samantha, he’d be home in no
time and life would go back to normal. He just had to keep
reminding himself of that.
    He opened the door to
room forty two and all thoughts were washed away.
    Samantha beamed up at
him with a wide smile, her beautiful face lit up like a beacon of
sunlight. “Look what I found!” She sat on the edge of the bed,
fiddling with some gadget that looked to be electronic.
    He hated to dampen her
spirits. “Won’t work, dove. No electricity, remember?”
    Undeterred, she kept
working at it, picking at it with a pocket knife. “Yeah, but I dug
up some batter – what is that?” She eyed the clothing in his
hands.
    “Clothes.” He tossed
them onto the bed. She’d balk at the tight leather but getting rid
of her silly human clothes would make the competition take her more
seriously. Or maybe he should keep her looking harmless. It
would’ve been a good strategy if he was sure she wasn’t. “Will they
fit?”
    She put down her
project and lifted the shirt and pants. “Guess I’m going commando
for a while,” she murmured.
    His cock jumped
picturing her bare under the leather pants he’d picked out. Now he
wished he’d bought the skirt instead. The thought of her available,
ready for his use at any time had him hissing in a breath. He gave
his head a shake. Get control of yourself!
    “Turn around. I’ll try
them on.”
    Reluctantly, he did. He
closed his eyes and tried not to think about her silky body, naked
just a few feet away. After several torturously long moments she
finally sighed loudly and he knew she was done.
    “Seriously?” she
said.
    He turned around and
breath escaped him.
    “I look like Xena
Warrior Slut.”
    He almost choked. “You
look sexy.” What an understatement. Gods, he knew the outfit would
look good on her but nothing prepared him for this. The skin-tight
leather pants rode her curves deliciously. The matching top was
little more than a scrap of fabric that zipped in the front leaving
her midriff bare and hugging her breasts, causing her cleaving to
burst out the top. And now he knew how they’d win their matches.
Send her into the ring and slaughter the competition while they
stared.
    As he thought it, a
growl started before he could stop