Sacred, worshiped.hunted. Book two from the Sacred Places series. All Korey O'Caha wants in his immortal life is to keep evil at bay, protect the witches he was destined to teach and to bed as many women as possible. He doesn't want love but he didn't plan on Gigi. Her very presence calls all he vowed sacred in life into question. She quickly becomes his reason for existing but can she ever fully accept him and who he is-a seven hundred year old immortal druid sorcerer? Will the secrets she's hiding be his undoing? Gigi, the daughter of a great god, could not stand idly by and allow innocent druid children to be slaughtered. She intervened, placing them under her protection. In the end she was imprisoned in a place where time moved differently than here on earth. That was almost seven hundred years ago. Once freed, she ran as far from the old country as she could. Never did she expect to find ties to the land, let alone a man who stirs her blood the way Korey does. As shadows from the past resurface, bringing news of an uprising, truth and passion ignite, leaving Gigi at the mercy of Korey. Warning: This book contains hot, explicit sex and violence explained with contemporary, graphic language.
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April 09, 2007
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Excerpt from Goddess of the Grove by Mandy M. Roth
"You two want another round?" Gigi asked, startling him.
Korey's groin heated as the object of his desire spoke softly to him. He wanted to find the words to answer her question, if only he could remember what it was she asked. So far, he was only able to figure out she smelled amazing, like jasmine and roses with a touch of apples, and wore the faintest hint of lip gloss on her full lips. He could easily picture those lips wrapped around his cock, taking him deep in her mouth.
As he stared at her front-tied shirt, he thought of accidentally knocking his beer over to get her to move closer. He could then accidentally take hold of the thin material and unwrap her blessings. The only thing stopping him was the fact the rest of the patrons would be gifted as well.
He would not share.
Coyle kicked the leg of his chair, causing Korey to yank his feet off the table and sit upright. "W-what?"
Laughing, Coyle shook his head. "No, Gigi. What my tongue-tied cousin is trying to say is, no, we're guid."
Korey attempted to argue the point but was distracted when Gigi leaned over, the side of her breast brushing his shoulder, making his cock twitch. The amused look on Coyle's face made Korey want to slap him out of his chair. It wouldn't be the first time such a thing had happened, nor would it be the last. Gigi picked then to put her hand on Korey's shoulder, saving his cousin from an ugly fate. Her very touch calmed him. Always had and he hoped, it always would.
"Kor, you want anything?"
I want you.
For a moment, all Korey could hear was the beating of his heart. He wouldn't have been the least bit shocked to see the organ burst free of his chest. It wasn't as if his magik couldn't cause something that absurd to happen. Hell, his shaft was on the verge of breaking loose, why not the rest of him? Whenever she was around anything was possible.
He swallowed dryly, focusing on Gigi and the question she'd asked. "No, and I can get my own. You do nae need to be waiting on me hand and foot, Gigi."
Though, I wouldnae turn you down should you offer to spend the night pleasing me.
Thankfully, his inner thoughts remained hidden. Making an even bigger fool of himself in front of his cousin wasn't how Korey wanted to spend the remainder of his evening. He'd be hard-pressed to get Coyle to stop teasing him as it was.
Gigi gave his shoulder a squeeze. "You know, Kor, you should really lay off the weights. I think you're harder than the table." She tapped the table with her free hand for emphasis.
If she only knew how hard he truly was, she'd run screaming from the pub. All he wanted to do was spread her out before him and sink into her glorious depths. Taking her would be heavenly, of that he was sure. So many nights he'd pictured her spread out below him as he pumped to release. It was Gigi's face he saw when his orgasm struck and it was her body he wanted to find comfort in tonight.
Tonight? Pfft, more like every night.
Gigi slid her hand down his arm and lifted his black T-shirt sleeve. He wanted her caress to dip further, venture into bedroom territory but Korey knew enough to relish her touch regardless.
She ran her finger over one of his many Celtic and druid tattoos and fire shot through his body. As she traced the one meaning eternal, he stared into her blue eyes and longed to tell her the truth about who he was.
I'm an immortal druid sorcerer, lass, and I cannae think of going a day without you.
The words never left his mouth.
Gigi's soft smile was hypnotic. "Are we still on for tomorrow night?"
"Aye." He stared, transfixed by her sheer presence.
Coyle's chuckle pulled Korey from his stupor. "Now what would you and my cousin be planning for tomorrow?"
Korey gulped, not wanting Coyle to learn the lengths to which he'd go to spend time with Gigi.
Gigi grinned. "Friday night is movie night for us. You didn't know?" She stroked the back of Korey's neck, as if petting him. He was fine with that. "Korey and I have spent almost every Friday night for the past two years either going to see a movie or watching one at my place."
"You do nae say." Coyle's amused look equaled one thing--he was planning to embarrass Korey.
"What is the movie of choice this week?"
Gigi ran her fingers into Korey's hair, causing him to temporarily forget his manly, warrior ways were about to be called into question. "Whatever I want to see. I try to get him to pick but he always leaves it up to me. This week we're renting a new release. One I've been wanting to see about a girl who tries to make it big in New York."
Coyle's lips trembled. "So, Korey likes chick flicks?"
Gigi rolled her eyes playfully and bent, pressing a chaste kiss to Korey's cheek. "No he doesn't, but he still comes each and every week to keep me company. And if you, Coyle O'Caha, dare to make fun of him about it, I'll call your wife and tell her how much you think the idea of a man spending time doing things a woman likes is hilarious."
Coyle paled. "Och, now do nae be hasty, Gigi. I never said I thought it was funny. I just...umm...so, the girl tries to make it big in New York? Sounds fascinating. Might rent that one myself."
It was Korey's turn to laugh.
Gigi gave a slight wave to a patron across the pub and Korey reached up, taking her hand in his. Even he was shocked at the move. He was even more surprised to find himself drawing her onto his lap. She felt as if she'd been made to fit him perfectly.
Gigi giggled. "Korey, what are you doing?"
I'm getting ready to have you.
His thoughts sobered him instantly, but he didn't release his hold on Gigi. She felt too good, too right in his arms. As she put her arms around his neck, his cock fought against his jeans, wanting to be free.
Gasping, Gigi froze. "Umm, Kor?"
He had little doubt she could feel how much he wanted her. Touching her chin, he directed her gaze to his. "Aye?"
She wiggled, making him groan. "N-nothing."
"Will the two of you need to be gettin' a room?" Coyle asked, taking a drink of his beer and winking at Korey.
One can only hope.