“Wecan ask him if he knows this man.” A moment passed while Danikapondered his suggestion. Finally, she sighed, nodded.
“Yes.I’d like that.” Then she surprised him by turning to himand offering the sweetest smile he’d ever seen. Well, all ofher smiles were that way.
“Butit’s too early in the morning to summon anyone, and besides, Ithink you had other things on your mind when you entered the room.Why don’t you tell me about them?” she suggested huskily.He was rock hard in seconds-that’s what she did to him.
“Thatwould be my pleasure, angel.” She pushed him to his back, smilewidening. “And mine.”
CHAPTER1
“Bestill, Nike. You’re only making this worse for yourself.”Atlas, Titan god of Strength, stared down at the bane of hisexistence.
Nike,Greek goddess of Strength. His godly counterpart. His enemy. And anall-around grade-A bitch. Two of his best men held her arms and twoheld her legs. They should have been able to pin her withoutincident. She was collared, after all, and that collar prevented herfrom using any of her immortal powers. Even her legendarystrength-strength that was not on par with his, thank you. But neverhad a female been more stubborn-or more determined to fell him. Shecontinually struggled against their hold, punching, kicking andbiting like a cornered animal.
“Iwill kill you for this,” she growled at him.
“Why?I’m not doing anything to you that you didn’t once havedone to me.”
Motionsclipped, Atlas tore his shirt over his head and tossed it aside,revealing his chest, the ropes of his stomach. There, in the center,