The Reckoning (Legacy of the King's Pirates) by MaryLu Tyndall

Author:MaryLu Tyndall [Tyndall, MaryLu]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ransom Press
Published: 2015-06-18T23:00:00+00:00

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Every inch of Morgan's body, every fiber of her being came alive the instant Rowan's lips touched hers. The first time he'd kissed her, she'd felt the usual warm desire, the normal sensations when a handsome man kissed her. But this time ... this time it was that and so much more. It was life and hope and protection and a yearning to be with this man forever, to love him, to know him inside and out ... to grow old by his side.

Reaching around her back, he pressed her close and drank her in as if he'd never kissed a woman before ... as if he found her completely enchanting. No one had ever kissed her like that, and Morgan got lost in the heady sensations swirling through her, tempting her to toss her fears to the wind and fall into the wild dark unknown that was Rowan Dutton.

He ran a hand through her hair, exploring her mouth with his tongue ... caressing ... loving her. She fell against his wide chest, a mound of cotton pressed against rock--a rock who could crush her, but one, instead, whose arms barricaded her with steely warmth.

Safe at last. Her nerves unwound, her tight heart relaxed, even as her body grew hungrier for more of him. He trailed kisses down her neck, lingering, bringing her to life with sensations that sent heat spiraling down to her toes--feelings she'd never experienced before. A groan escaped her lips, her mind reeled.

Wait. No!

He knew exactly what he was doing. He was a womanizer, a pirate! An expert at seduction.

She pushed from him, fear returning to bind her chest. "I will not be another of your mistresses."

The desire sputtered from his eyes as if she'd dropped a bucket of ice on him. "Faith now, Lady Minx, I don't remember asking you to be."

She narrowed her gaze. "You think because you are tall and handsome and have"--she gestured toward his chest--"big muscles ..." And gorgeous biceps and a six-pack stomach, she noted as she scanned him, angry that her body still thrummed from his touch. "And you carry a sword or whatever, that you can have any woman you want. Well, not this woman!" Morgan flattened her lips. Not again. She'd not be lured in again with a handsome face, studly body, and soft words, only to be dumped like a deflated doll later on. No siree. Apparently she was as stupid in 1694 as she was in 2015. At least she'd caught herself before she made another colossal mistake.

Rowan just stood there, looking all the more alluring for the charming grin on his face.

"Give me the amulet. I wish to go home now." She held out her hand.

He crossed arms over that gorgeous chest, winced slightly at the pain, and continued smiling at her.

"I know you have it. I saw you put it on your desk. Where is it?" She circled said desk and reached down to open drawers again.

But his firm grip around her wrists--both wrists--stopped her.

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