I grabbed the hand that came around to fondle my breast from behind while a hard body pressed against my back. I bent his hand backward at the wrist to inflict pain with my strength and twisted my body to face the invader.

Like a rug being pulled away from under me, suddenly, I was no longer in the bathtub. Well, I was still in a tub, but a different one. It seemed that I’d been teleported to a round gold and marble bathtub that could fit an entire squad.

“What the fuck?” I yipped. “You’ll regret this, asshole!”

“Will I?” A rich, sensual male voice tangled with the wind. “I wonder what else that filthy mouth of yours can do.”

I came face to face with the man who had haunted my waking hours ever since I’d come to this realm. The prince of the House of Chaos gazed down at me, laughter and heat in his storm-blue eyes, as the water in the tub lapped at his waist and my lower chest. He wore only a pair of white swimming trunks, which only gave him more sex appeal. My gaze roamed from his muscled chest and dipped lower and lower. He had golden skin like mine, but more tanned.

There wasn’t an ounce of fat on any inch of his hard, perfect body. His stomach was an eight pack of hard muscles, his thighs large and powerful, and his muscles tight like silky steel. His every line exuded incredible power, sexuality, and masculine beauty.

Our man is built to fuck, Sy said in approval.

Shove it, I said.

I didn’t want her to come out to fuck him. I didn’t want her to touch him. And I didn’t want him to see her and either choose her or freak out.

“Have an eyeful?” Killian crooned, his voice wrapping around me with heat and seduction.

By sheer will, I forced my wanton gaze from the bulge in his groin to focus on his god-like face. If he were in the mortal world, his incredible beauty and carnal looks would cause a chain of accidents and riots. No man should be this sexy.

“You look like spoiled honey that traps all the flies,” I blurted out.

He arched an eyebrow, and my pussy throbbed with burning need. Damn this man beast!

“This must be some kind of dream, a most ridiculous one,” I said, more to myself than to him. Or had my mere thoughts and desires summoned him? My mind hadn’t had that kind of power before. Or had I developed a new power? I shook my head. This was all so confusing. “I’m going to pinch my tit and wake the fuck up!”

“Or I can pinch your tit, little dagger,” he offered with a smirk. “Actually, I can do more than that if you let me.”

Let him. Sy gave me bad advice again.

I stared at him, lust pounding in my flesh. I couldn’t wrap my mind around all this. They said he was the coldest and most ruthless power in the realm, but with me in this place, he was different.

“You can call this the dreamland that exists parallel to our world, little dagger,” he added softly. He didn’t want me to leave.

A lock of his hair dropped over his storm-blue eyes that heated my naked flesh as they traced my body inch by inch. My breath hitched, my mind picturing having him sucking my nipple, having his wicked way with me, then burying his cock deep within my aching flesh. I wanted to know how it felt, not that kind of feeling I got when Sy fucked, like I was peering through thick glass.

I licked my lips. “Why am I here?”

I should get away from the sexy, golden, and dangerous man, but I couldn’t move. I didn’t want to move. I wanted to be trapped by his darkness and burned by his starlight.

“Here, you can be with me,” he said. “I don’t think either of us can deny this thing between us.”

“But you aren’t real, and I’m not going to fool myself,” I said defiantly while soaking in his intoxicating scent of spring rain and pine and powerful male.

Men were liars. Women were liars too. And I was a liar.

“Say that again.” He laughed, his hand sliding between my thighs and palming my pussy hard. The force pulled me to him.

Liquid flame tongued my needy sex, and I moaned in pleasure. His heat radiated to me in waves. I rested my hands on his shoulders, my fingernails sinking into his skin.

“Your flesh craves me as much as mine craves you,” he said, his palm, warm and strong, rubbing my sex, “so I forged this dreamland for us, little dagger.”

“You’ll fuck me and give me the kind of pleasure I need?” I asked in my husky voice, my tone demanding. “I’m not like any woman you’ve fucked before.” I didn’t spell out for him that I was more than immortal though. “I’m insatiable once I start. Can you keep up? Be careful of what you’re getting into.”

He chuckled, his eyes searing with desire, as my challenge turned him on even more.

“Keep challenging me, my little dagger. I might just find my match,” he growled, then his mouth slanted onto mine.