Warlord - 02 Jane's Warlord by Angela Knight

Warlord - 02 Jane's Warlord by Angela Knight

Author:Angela Knight
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2005-06-28T22:20:16+00:00


Sweet goddess, what if Druas hadn’t been lying when he said this would end in her death? What if Baran really couldn’t save her?

No, damn it. No.

With a low, desperate growl he twisted in the seat until he could drag Jane against his body, feel the giving warmth of her belly against his stone-hard erection.

Soon women would be dying, and Baran knew with a black, hopeless despair he’d fail to save at least some of them.

But Jane was here, warm and soft, so deliciously soft, and he was going to protect her no matter what he had to do.

She was his. And right now he was going to claim her.

Even if, one way or another, he’d eventually have to give her up.

Baran had taken her before in calculation and in heat, but this desperation was new.

Jane could taste it in the way he kissed her, open-mouthed and fierce, his long fingers curling around the back of her skull, angling her head just the way he wanted it.

He took her in a long, sweet stroke of tongue and lip, hot and wet and hungry.

Somewhere in the endless tumble into delight, she heard the rumble of a passing car, accompanied by the short, mocking toot of its horn. A tiny measure of sanity returned. Prying her mouth away from his, she panted, “We can’t do this on the side of the road, Baran!”

“Yes, we can,” he growled, and captured her mouth again, the kiss drugging, hungry.

Jane wrestled free and threw a desperate glance around them, trying to determine if they were being watched. She realized she knew the area from her wild teenage years. “There’s a spot down by the woods. A stream. We could...” He looked down at her. The lust in his eyes was so intense, it didn’t seem quite human—and not just because of the fiery glow.

His lips pulled back from his teeth in a slow, erotic smile. “Run. Before I take you on the hood of the truck.” His powerful hands reluctantly relaxed their hold.

It wasn’t an idle threat. Jane whirled and fled as if chased by something that would eat her. And with a little squirt of heat, she knew he intended to do just that.

She ran flat out, recklessly, plunging through the tangle of brush and trees,

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