Lord of Desire by Paula Quinn

Author:Paula Quinn [Quinn, Paula]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Historical Romance, Adult
ISBN: 9780446615945
Google: e-qR3wtdrj4C
Amazon: 0446615943
Barnesnoble: 0446615943
Goodreads: 451125
Publisher: Forever
Published: 2005-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

The sun crept over the horizon, as though sensing the battle that raged within Brand while he lay beside his new wife. He watched her while she slept. Part of him wanted to take her in his arms, run his fingertip along the thick fringes of her lashes, trace the ful outline of her lips. He wanted to know her, discover the things that sparked that fiery temper. What made her smile? What brought tears to her beautiful eyes? His gaze swept over a copper curl that had fal en across her cheek. He wanted to touch that curl and kiss her alabaster cheek, but a tightness settled in his chest at the thought. She was his wife. He had made love to her al night long, yet he found it difficult to touch her so intimately now. It was as if doing so would somehow tear open his chest and lay his heart bare before her. Even if he wanted to al ow Brynna to touch that raw, wounded part of himself, he couldn’t let her. The sting of betrayal stil pricked like thorns. Colette had taken too much from him. Stil , Brynna was the kind of woman battles were fought over. Passionate, spirited, gloriously beautiful, sexy as hel , compassionate, and kind. She radiated heat and perfection, and Brand raised his hand to her hair, wanting her, wanting to lose himself in the warmth that clothed her. He groaned, then turned away from her peaceful face.

Raking his hands through his hair, he rose to his feet, dressed quickly, and left the room.

Wil iam stopped him on the stairs, a wide grin brightening his harsh face. “You missed a spectacular feast, my friend,” he announced, then offered Brand a wicked smile. He had seen Brand carry his bride off the day before and the hungry gleam in both their eyes.

“But I’m sure you had one of your own, eh?” He slapped the younger knight on the back. “I’m pleased to see that you’ve not lost the fire that burned your loins before that de Marson wench entered your life.”

“It does no good, Wil iam,” Brand answered quietly, lifting his eyes to Wil iam’s before he left. “I’ve lost something far more priceless. I don’t want to love her.”

Wil iam was left staring at the flash of black curls against a swirl of crimson as Brand hurried down the stairs. Understanding washed over the duke’s face and regret fil ed his gray gaze. He was the one who had taught Brand that anything of value could be gained with a good enough fight. Wil iam looked at the door to Brand’s room. A spark of determination glinted in his eyes as he headed for it. Now it was time to teach that lesson to his wife.

Brynna’s clothes had not been brought into Brand’s chambers yet, so she had to find something of her husband’s to wear when she heard the urgency in the rapping at the door. She slipped into black hose that fit her quite wel , save for the gatherings at her ankles.

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