Because of you, I am me.
She was smooth and beautiful under his rough, callused hands-an amorous balm to soothe the ugliness of war.
I had no idea, she panted, that being ruined could be so invigorating.
I didn’t have much notice, either, and you don’t see me stomping about or trying to encourage people to faint or cry. Oh, she likely shouldn’t have said that, either. Ye’ve a slightly better hold of y...
Buchan had discovered a wealth of small tidbits. He now knew her first name - Tatiana. Like Shakespeare's fairy queen. Be she but little, she is fierce.
It was a chaste kiss, but as her lips brushed his warm cheek, her eyes met his. They were deep and dark, warm with passion and longing. And somehow she knew, without question, what he thought. What he...
Ye should see my massive claymore.Oh, good heavens, Jane muttered from behind them.What now? he asked. A claymore's a fine weapon, long and heavy, and a wonder when ye ken how to use it correctly.Abru...
With a hoarse moan, he swept her against him, kissing her wildly, passionately, his mouth promising and teasing, as if her kiss had broken the dam that had held back his passion.
David started up the wheeled stairs to the upper floors with his sword at the ready. He expected to encounter Blackadder warriors, protecting the lady of the castle. But there were none on the stairs...
He slipped his tongue between her lips and thrust it wantonly inside her mouth over and over, echoing the enticing move of his hips against hers. She clutched him closer, reveling in the feel of him,...
Before she could face forward again, he caught her gaze with those impossibly light-green eyes of his. Too late. I’m already charmed, adae. Whether ye dunnae wish me to tell ye so or not. And she was...