Rides a Hero by Heather Graham

Author:Heather Graham [Graham, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Erotica, Historical
ISBN: 9780373835133
Google: uhoKAAAACAAJ
Amazon: 0373835132
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2002-11-01T07:44:38+00:00

"That kiss wasn't necessary at all," he told her.

"I am going to scream, Malachi. I'm going to scream so loudly that you'll be sorry."

"If you scream," he promised her, "it isn't going to be for help."

"You bastard!" She surged against him. "You can't come from a fancyhouse to me—" She broke off, straining against the muscles that held her. She tossed like a wild creature, but it served no purpose. It just put their bodies more fully in contact. Her breasts rubbed against his chest, and her limbs became more and more entangled with his. She felt the hard, searing heart of his desire against her thighs, against her belly. She tried to kick him and failed, but he swore softly, knowing her intent. He straddled her, keeping himself safe from her rancor, and caught her hands, pinning them to her sides. Exhausted, she twisted her head from his, gasping desperately for breath.

She heard him chuckle softly and she opened her eyes, staring at him in fury. "I will scream, Malachi! You bastard!" Tears glazed her eyes. "Gentleman! Southern cavalier! The last of the flower of knighthood—"

"Shannon, I didn't touch her."

"What?" she breathed.

"She's a friend, and a good one. She's going to do some spying on Fitz for me."

"Fitz?"

"We're not far, not far at all now. Fitz has Kristin. She's in jail."

"Oh, no, Malachi!" She surged against him, bit her lip and fell back.

"But she's all right. Iris is going to go see her. She's going to help us."

"Or else turn you in," Shannon said softly.

He shook his head with irritating confidence. "She's a friend."

"I'll bet she is."

He lay over her, his head close to hers. "You are jealous, Miss McCahy. I told you; I didn't touch her.

"That—that doesn't mean anything at all," Shannon whispered against his lips. "I don't—"

His mouth closed upon hers with a curiously tender force, parting her lips, searing them, causing them to part sweetly beneath his. She lost contact with everything but the fire of his tongue, so hot and hard, thrusting into the depths of her soul and desire. She didn't feel the bed beneath her, or know that gentle candlelight filled the room. She could only taste the fever of his kiss.

She ceased to fight him. Her fingers curled around his. His mouth lifted from hers, and touched down again upon the column of her throat. The brush of his mustache and beard feathered softly over her flesh, and she moaned, arching hard against him. He lowered his head, sweeping his face over her breasts, slowly encircling one mound with the tip of his tongue, then taking in the fullness of her nipple with the whole of his mouth. His teeth grazed the pebbled peak as he licked it in slow and leisurely fashion.

Her heart was beating like thunder; her blood seemed to hiss and boil and cascade through her, and she could not think of anything but the exquisite pleasure of his touch. Something deep inside her tried to warn her that

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