Oh Jaden was bewitched, all right.

And how!

When he'd first stumbled upon Devinia in the alley, she'd sparked his passion with her throaty moans and uninhibited nature. When he'd gotten a good look at her, she'd stolen his breath with her beauty. His interest in her had further escalated as her defiance and strong personality emerged. Now, he was simply mesmerized by how intriguing she was, how utterly striking and fascinating.

And determined, no matter what she set her mind to.

Jaden shoved away from the tree and closed the gap between them with three long strides. He wanted to know more about her. Everything, in fact. "What did that human mean to you?"

"The one in the alley?" Shrugging a shoulder, she said, "Absolutely nothing."

"But you wanted to have sex with him?"

"It's complicated," she told him. "Things are a little different for witches in this world than in the old one. We have to be careful here. With our powers, we could cause a lot of...problems."

"Do you like mortal men?" he found himself asking.

Devinia's heated gaze took in every inch of Jaden from head to toe and back up. She didn't rush her full assessment of his body and a slow grin spread across her rosy lips as she devoured him with her eyes. "Not as much as I like immortal warriors."

Jaden's groin tightened. A voice inside his head warned him to stand down, to ignore the attraction between them. She was the Oracle's daughter, after all. But then he reminded himself that while she was in the modern world, Devinia wasn't a deity.

What she was, Jaden quickly deduced as the palm of one small hand flattened against his chest and she leaned into him, was brazen. And he liked it.

The flash of desire in her eyes told him he ignited her passion as quickly, as intensely, as she did his. When her fingers curled around the opening of his shirt and the other hand began to explore his abdomen, his cock stiffened. He wanted her. Badly.

Could he have her? Just this one time, before they returned to their world-a world that wouldn't accept a warrior and a deity as lovers?

Jaden considered this for a moment. On the one hand, the way she looked at him, so hungrily, as though she had every intention of feasting on him from head to toe, made his pulse rage within him. On the other hand...

Oh by all that's holy!

He realized he didn't care about the other hand. Well, not the philosophical one at any rate. The hand that slid underneath the hem of his shirt, however, was of great interest to him.

Her fingertips grazed his flesh, causing his muscles to bunch and fire to roar through his body.

Devinia stared up at him, a wicked glint in her eyes. As though she knew his internal debate-knew he lost it with just that one touch.

In the next instant, she shoved his shirt upward and Jaden yanked it over his head and tossed it to the ground. She let out a soft whimper filled with desire and anticipation, and it was practically his undoing.

"No mortal man is built like this," she whispered as both of her small hands splayed over his abdomen. "This is the kind of body meant to be worshipped."

"Even by powerful deities?"

She smiled up at him. "I'm not a goddess in this world."

That she had drawn the same conclusion as he had put Jaden's mind at ease. They weren't bound by the laws of their world. At this moment, in this place, they were free to do as they pleased, to fulfill whatever wants and desires that possessed them...