There isn’t anything Annie Pontin won’t do for her lover, the reclusive artifact collector Quin Black. As his personal assistant, she even takes care of the most valuable item in his collection, a ruby-encrusted sword that dates over two thousand years old. One day while cleaning it, she cuts herself on the blade. The next thing she knows, the sword is gone, and in its place ... a young man named Theodotus.<br><br>Theo claims to know Quin, but when she asks Quin the whole story, what unfolds is out of this world. She isn’t prepared to hear how he sold his soul in order to be with his dead lover forever, nor does she want to hear that he’s lived for centuries. The only problem is, Quin refuses to let her walk away. He wants them both. Now he and Theo just need to convince her to stay ...

Blood of Souls

“More,” she panted. The teasing was growing to be too much. “Please, Quin.”


He lifted his head, his lips shiny. “Do you mean this?”


Annie gasped when he sank his index finger into her waiting passage. “God, yes…” Her head tilted back, and she clenched around the intrusion, adjusting to the new fullness.


“Your cock is considerably larger than your finger,” she heard Theo tease.


This conversation about what they were going to do to her seemed far too natural. Annie couldn’t protest, however. Quin was true to Theo’s instruction and pushed two more fingers in to join the first.


“Ah!” She arched her back, bearing down on his fingers. She had no idea what Theo was doing at this point, nor, she found, did she care. Quin knew how to play her body, how to bring her to the edge of such torturous desire, and she simply wanted to give herself over to him.


Chapter 23