Lord of Sin by Susan Krinard

Author:Susan Krinard
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-12-18T10:27:14+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

HER KNEES SOFTENED, and cascades of fire flowed into the pit of her stomach.

“I want you,” he repeated.

She might have asked him why, if she could have answered the same question of herself. “It is not possible.”

“You want me.”

The lie came to her tongue and died there. “What difference can it make?”

His fingertips brushed the back of her neck, lifting aside the hair she had failed to secure. “All the difference in the world,” he murmured. “You’ve won this round with Melbyrne, but he is still one of us. Perhaps you can persuade me…”

Nuala spun to face him, her hand raised. The magic came to her without thought or effort. A mark appeared on Sinjin’s cheek, the imprint of a small hand where no flesh had touched flesh.

He staggered back, more stunned than hurt, and lifted his hand to his face. Nuala’s arm went numb.

“Forgive me!” she cried. “I didn’t mean…”

His lip curled in familiar mockery. “Oh, you meant it,” he said.

“It was a mistake. A…a fluke.”

But it wasn’t. Not after the first two instances, in Whitechapel and at Lady Oxenham’s ball. All small magics, to be sure. But this one, like the one at the ball, had been meant to punish.

Dark magic, no matter how mild. The sort of magic she had fought so hard to quench.

“It will not happen again,” she said. “I swear…”

His gaze was fixed on her face, his eyes so dark that they made the rest of the room seem cast in bright daylight. “Perhaps you don’t intend to use your power,” he said without emotion, touching the fading brand on his cheek. “Perhaps it goes no further than these…small tokens of your displeasure. But even if it doesn’t, I will continue my campaign to stop Melbyrne unless you agree to my terms.”

A thrill of premonition turned her bones to ice. “I will not surrender to—”

“I do not think you’ll find them onerous,” he said. “I want you in my bed, Nuala. I want you naked under me, moaning as I take you. I want to see you helpless with desire.” He took a step toward her, his raw masculinity stealing the air from the room. “If you give yourself to me, tonight, I’ll leave Melbyrne alone.”

Nuala was already wet and wanting. She could feel him…pinning her to the bed, moving inside her as her legs wrapped about his waist….

She gasped and turned for the door.

“What matters most to you, Nuala?” Sinjin said behind her. “Your virtue, which has so little meaning in our world, or Lady Orwell’s happiness?”

Nuala closed her eyes. She knew what she valued most. And she was no virgin. There were already indications that her visit to Sinjin’s estate had provoked comment. She had little virtue to lose.

You desire him. Once you have shared his bed, you can be free of him completely. In every way.

“What you are doing is wrong,” she said, clinging to what was left of her principles.

“We are all guilty of some sin or other.”

“Do you use such wooing techniques on other women?”

His voice became a purr.

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