Midnight's Surrender: A Dark Warriors Holiday Novella by Grant Donna

Author:Grant, Donna [Grant, Donna]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 2013-11-04T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Rennie was aghast at the perfection of each emblem carved into the stone. Some of the carvings were as small as her finger, and others as large as a person. They encompassed the walls and even the low-hanging ceiling.

Dale had to duck to stop from hitting his head on the smooth ceiling. He winked at her when she turned to him. “Now this is an adventure.”

“Who did these?”

“Your ancestors.”

She was awestruck, spellbound. “Why?”

“I think for you and any generation of MacBeths.”

Rennie whipped her head to him. “Me? I’m nobody.”

“Aye, but the important ones always think that.”

She made a sound at the back of her throat and started to argue when he held out his hand.

“Shall we see the rest?”

There was no way she was turning back now, no matter how hard her heart thumped. Dale’s fingers entwined with hers and she felt a current of something charged, something exhilarating rush along her skin.

He stepped close and wrapped his other hand around hers that was holding the torch. His body filled the area, enclosing her back against the wall. Rennie lifted her head, welcoming the kiss she knew was coming.

The kiss was savage in its claiming. And she embraced the raw, primal need that swept through her. The hard, rigid length of his arousal pressed into her stomach, reminding her of the sensual and decadent night she had spent in his arms.

Rennie took her free hand and pulled at his shirt, wanting to feel his skin. He tore his mouth away, his breathing harsh in the silence.

“Och, but I want you,” he said and ground against her.

“Not nearly as much as I want you. It scares me, this hunger I have. It’s all for you, and it’s like I can’t ever get enough.”

“Aye. I feel it as well.” He leaned his chin atop her head and simply held her. “I either take you now, Rennie, or we go deeper into the tunnel.”

“Don’t make me choose.”

“If you doona do something quick, I’ll no’ be responsible for the ripping of your clothes,” he said, a note of laughter in his voice.

It took every ounce of will for Rennie to drop her hands from both Dale and the torch, letting him know they needed to continue on. “I have this pressing need to know what it is Harriet wants,” she explained. “The more I know, the more I can be prepared.”

Dale faced the narrow opening and held the torch high. “Then let’s get to the bottom of this.”

Rennie quickly followed and reached for his hand. She felt safer with him, even if she had only known him less than a day. Dale glanced back at her and gave her a reassuring smile.

As they walked deeper into the earth, the ground continued to slope down. “How come my aunt never told me this was here?”

“Maybe she didna know,” Dale said.

Rennie didn’t believe that. “She knew every inch of this land. She knew. I just don’t understand why she didn’t tell me.”

“Maybe she wanted you to find it on your own.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.