The Royal Conquest by Stacy Reid

Author:Stacy Reid [Reid, Stacy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Entangled: Scandalous
Published: 2015-11-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Ice had formed underneath Mikhail’s skin at Payton’s passion-filled touch. He noted the burn of dread was less, but his gut still clenched in acute discomfort. He grimaced at the flash of pain in her eyes, before she lowered her lids, hiding her emotions, including the wanton heat. He had made more strides with Payton than he had with anyone in years. Was it because he liked and admired her? He pooled the dress over her splayed thighs, gently drew the flowing material down to her ankle, and assisted her in sitting up. She had yet to meet his eyes, and regret curled through him. If only.

He sat on the bed and laced their fingers. How could he explain he loved touching her…loved feeling the softness of her skin, but that he had to be the one in control of every caress, whether illicit or simply playful? Would there ever be a time he could relax with her and share his shame? Maybe…

His heart jerked, hard and painful, and he ruthlessly controlled his breathing. This was the first time in years he’d ever had the thought to confess his private hell to someone. Not even his brothers or Calydon knew the full of it…for Mikhail had never spoken of his entire experience under Madam Anya. He didn’t even like to entertain fleeting thoughts of that deceptive bitch, not when he was with Payton.

He reached forward and placed a finger under her chin and applied the slightest of pressure. “Payton.”

She lifted her eyes to his, a tiny wobbly smile on her face.

“I wanted you to touch me. You held my head to your heat and for a wild moment I did not want you to stop. That has never happened to me before.”

A flush rose in her cheek, washing pink across her face in the most becoming manner. “But…then…you did want me to release you?”

“Yes.”

Her wince was subtle, but he spotted it. Unable to resist, he leaned in and kissed her. The need in him to soothe and offer comfort another way gripped him in a tight vise. It was startling to admit how much her feelings mattered to him. The madness of it did not escape Mikhail. He had only made her acquaintance a mere three days past, and he was sliding too deep…too fast.

She parted her lips and returned his kiss shyly, as if she had not just been lifting her hips in passionate demand. Her breath, a delightful scent of berries, slid over his mouth in a silken caress, and yearning shot through his heart.

Touch me, do not touch me. The dual needs warred, and he gritted his teeth until they ached. “We must—” He stiffened and listened.

Her eyes searched his face. “What is it?”

Blasted hell. “There is someone at the door.”

Her face paled, and she jerked to her feet, staring at the door as if it were an apparition. “I believe you are mistaken, there—”

Her words strangled as her name floated in on the wind, and the door rattled under the pounding of a fist and not the wind.

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.