Revenge on the Devil: Steamy Regency Romance by Wren St Claire

Author:Wren St Claire [St Claire, Wren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780645583991
Publisher: Conxions International Pty Ltd
Published: 2023-10-11T16:00:00+00:00

She clung to him as he carried her into the bedchamber and set her on her feet. His heart thudded hard in his chest as his hands came to rest on her waist. Her resolve to make this their last night together only strengthened his determination to find some way to extend their arrangement. But clearly a direct approach was not going to work, so something more subtle was called for. Garmon was not a man to give up easily. When he wanted something, he always got it. And he wanted Genevra Tate.

He shied away from examining too closely what that actually meant. He just knew the prospect of a night without her in his bed, in his arms, left him with a cold, hollow feeling in his belly. It was unpleasant and truth to tell, a bit alarming. How had this woman, in only seven nights, become so essential to his peace of mind that he could not contemplate being apart from her with anything approaching equanimity?

Pushing the disturbing thoughts aside, he drew her into his arms and kissed her, his lips skimming hers and then exploring deeper, taking possession with his tongue, his mouth. His hands on her, possessive and owning. She was his, whether she knew it or not.

She responded to his kiss, pressing closer, her arms wrapping round him, her hands pushing up under his waistcoat, warm through the fabric of his shirt. Her hands on him were an unexpected comfort. She wanted him still, despite her refusal to countenance an extension of their liaison.

Her refusal of his offer to absolve her of the debt, surprised and frustrated him. Why would she hang onto a debt when she didn’t need to? It made no sense. She had enough problems to deal with, without worrying over how she was to pay him back for a debt incurred by a man who had abused and hurt her.

His feelings on the matter threatened to boil over, but she had asked for memories, and he had promised them. He must put aside the vexed question of her debt for the moment and give her what she asked for. Plenty of time to address the issue later, when she was more amenable.

He pulled her closer and focused on the kiss, on the pleasure of her mouth and body pressed to his. There was a rightness to having her in his arms, that went beyond the fevered surge in his blood, the aching hardness she stirred in his cock, the tingling bliss of her lips on his.

Did she feel it too? Perhaps not, if she was so determined to end things?

His lips traced a line down her throat to the hollow at the base between her collar bones. Breathing in her scent, he tried to stem the thoughts dancing in his head, poking him with unwelcome ideas. Gardenia and vanilla. She was delicious.

She leaned away from him to give him better access to her throat and bosom, and he grazed one pert nipple with a finger through the fabric of her gown.

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