Tarnished Honor by Sabrina York

Author:Sabrina York [York, Sabrina]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Sabrina York
Published: 2016-01-11T18:30:00+00:00

Holy hell, she was a tempting little minx. And her arguments made sense which, in and of itself, was evidence that he was sinking into insanity. But then, his ardor, now reawakened, had risen with a vengeance. Even now, even sated, he wanted her. Wanted to hold her and kiss her and nuzzle that delicious spot on her neck that made her mewl and thrash.

He thrust the thought from his mind. Thrust the urges from his soul. They clung.

Her scent, wafting to him on the dawning breeze, made it difficult for him to recall his reasoning, his logic.

Ah, but there was no logic when it came to her, he found. No logic whatsoever.

Funny, wasn’t it? Just a few days ago he’d been locked in his cage, thinking himself impotent and worthless. Thinking himself all alone.

Today the world was a different place.

He was not sure why.

“Well?”

Apparently he’d delayed too long in his response to her question. Indeed, had there been a question? He couldn’t recall. The lure of her presence had wiped his mind clean. A slate erased of everything but her.

“Well, what?”

“When shall we do this again?”

Damn, but she was insistent. And damn, but he wanted to succumb.

His rusty honor prodded him. She’d been a virgin. She needed time to recover. Aside from which, so did he. “Let’s play it by ear, shall we?”

She reared back. Apparently she did not care for honor.

He frowned at her, but he tried to make it a gentle frown. “It’s nearly daylight. We should get moving if we want to make it to Moulin. Shall we eat breakfast on the road?”

She crossed her arms, which was unfortunate, because it drew his attention to her breasts—which were still bare—and set up within him an unholy howl. “I should like to finish this conversation. If you doona want me then just say so and—”

“Doona want you?” Did she not understand? He wanted her more than anything. More than the honor that defined him.

And that horrified him.

“Well? Do you?” The hint of vulnerability, of doubt, of sadness in her eyes raked him.

He leaned closer—vowing this would absolutely be the last kiss of the morning—and set his lips to hers. “I do want you, Pippin. I do. But we are not doing that again. Not here.”

Her face crumpled into a confused rumple. “Why?”

“I shouldna ha’ taken you on the ground. Not the first time.”

“But I loved it.”

“How could you have?”

“It was…earthy.”

Of course it was earthy. He’d taken her on the fucking ground. “You deserved better.”

“It was perfect.”

It had been. He couldn’t disagree. “But you deserve better.”

She tipped her head to the side. “So…not now?”

He had to laugh. He had no idea where it came from because this was hardly a laughing matter. “Not now.”

She nodded, but it was with a pout. And then she stood and dressed—he tried not to wail as her silky skin disappeared—and began packing her things.

He was gratified that she finally understood. That she would give him the time and the space he needed to work out these new feelings, this maelstrom of emotion.

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