Val turned, still naked, still impossibly beautiful. Only the gore spattered on his belly, chest, and arm, marred his perfection.He walked toward her and she couldn't help it. She backed away from him...
He looked down at her sleeping form. Her hands lay like half-opened flowers on her lap, one cupped within the other. Such sturdy little hands, meant for practical work. Her fingers were rather plump....
He began on the hidden hooks to her bodice as she stood still, her breasts rising and falling tremblingly beneath his fingers. It was like undressing a wild animal. Or an angel who had consented to st...
She used to be so frightened when they were young. Like a pale little ghost, slipping into the shadows, hiding from their vicious elders, trying not to be noticed.He'd saved her once. Swept her away l...
His azure eyes suddenly dropped to pin her, hard and merciless, and she lost her breath as she fell into his predator's stare. It was like looking into the eyes of something inhuman, almost otherworld...
For a moment she stared at him, panting, breathless and wordless, it seemed, with rage.He'd had no idea she would respond to his capture of her queen so violently.It was rather arousing.
Said her husband, sounding deeply pleased at something he'd read in his letter.What? Bridget sat up, inadvertently spilling several drops of honey on her breast.Sadly, she succumbed to her husband's f...
He attacked her throat and she was so startled by the sudden move that she squeaked. He was laving her with his tongue, openmouthed, and she moaned, arching, wondering wildly if this was the same man...
He paused and eyed her as if she were an agate discovered in gravel. But what a very sharp tongue you have for a housekeeper.Bridget's heart sank- she knew better than to speak so frankly. It was neve...
Why then was he taking her? Was it merely for his own amusement- or was it for some other, more sinister reason? After all, only two days before she'd seen him kill a footman in cold blood. Of course...
For a moment all was silence, save for her breathing. Triumph raced through Bridget's chest. At last!Then she heard a masculine chuckle behind her.Bridget froze, ice sliding down her spine. The sound...
I'd take her to the top of the widow's tower at Ainsdale Castle, late at night, and we'd watch the moon rise. The widow's tower was very high but she wasn't afraid. Sometimes I'd steal a pie from the...
Come, he said gently, for he knew she'd been through travail. I sought you out amongst your labors to bend my knee and plead that you leave the dust and spiders and mouse droppings to come and lounge...
She flew in, all fiery flashing eyes and flushed cheeks, her bosom heaving beneath black wool.She was magnificent.Tell them to let her go! Séraphine ordered him imperiously. Tell them to let her go .S...
She would've sworn the cat- or kitten, for it sounded quite small- was right in front of her, but there was nothing there.She straightened and glanced at Val.His azure eyes were alight with amusement....
Now, had the dressing of her- and why should he not?- he would put her in reds- rose and scarlet and deep, sensual crimson. Those dark inquisitor's eyes would from a foil of crimson cloth, mysteriou...
And then he saw her burning eyes. They gazed at him calmly and he saw in them benediction.He fell to his knees before her, pressing his face to her purple-velvet-clad-belly. Séraphine, Séraphine, Séra...
He strode, nude, to his desk, and, bending over it, afforded her a quite scandalous view of his muscular bottom. He seemed to have a dark mark of some kind on the left cheek. Good God, it looked like...
Let me help you rinse your hair.His voice had deepened and it made a shock go through her, low in her belly. He rose and crossed to where a pitcher stood on the hearth. She didn't turn, but she could...
He smiled and pulled the ugly white fichu from her neck.She blinked and looked down at the simple, square neckline of her bodice as if she'd never seen it. Perhaps she hadn't. Perhaps she dressed in t...
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