Hunter's Woman by Kaitlyn O'Connor

Author:Kaitlyn O'Connor [O'Connor, Kaitlyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: New Concepts Publishing
Published: 2015-04-12T05:00:00+00:00

Her back burned where he brushed against her. His male scent engulfed her with his essence, sending a heady wave of longing through her that demolished rational thought. Her heart thundered erratically, making her breath rush quickly in and out of her lungs as if she were trapped beneath a heavy weight that made her fight for air. The harder she tried to struggle against it, the more ensnared she became until she was hardly conscious of his hands over hers except for the currents that seemed to spread from his fingertips into her hands, rush along her arms and strum some wanton chord inside of her.

At last her hands fell idle and she gave up all pretense of learning the strings, mesmerized by the movement of his thumb as he rubbed it back and forth across the back of her right hand. He captured her hand in his finally and lifted it for his inspection. Almost against her will, her gaze followed the movement until she was looking up into his golden gaze. “You have been bitten.”

The comment sent a shaft of fear through her, dampening the heat surging through her, though even fear did not dispel it completely. She moistened her dried lips. “I … It was a hunting grog when I was a small child,” she lied, knowing it was no such thing, though she could not recall how or when she’d gotten the scar.

He touched the tiny, white scars with his lips, brushing them back and forth against her flesh in a way that sent a fresh surge of heat through her. As she watched, he turned her hand palm upwards and placed a kiss on the sensitive flesh there. When their gazes met over her hand, she knew he meant to kiss her.

Her mouth went dry at the thought. Her heart lurched painfully. She hovered breathlessly in anticipation, fighting the drive to give in to her body’s urges.

With an effort, she withdrew her hand and looked down at the instrument in her lap, knowing if she allowed him to kiss her she was lost. After a moment, Kale rose. “I should go.”

There was a note in his voice that told her he would have far preferred to stay. She knew in that moment that she desperately wanted him to … and that he was far more dangerous than she had perceived.

She closed her eyes against the desire, trying to close her mind to the little voice that urged her to take what joy she could of life. She was cursed. She knew in her heart that she would never find the cure, never be a wife and mother. It mattered little that it went against everything she had been brought up to believe in to even consider taking a lover. What she’d become against her will went against everything she’d been brought up to believe in, and it had deprived her of any chance of love and marriage.

In the end, it was fear that made

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