Excerpt from Lord
Of Fire
“Be quiet and stand still, or I shall strip you of every stitch
of your clothing and richly enjoy doing so.”
She nearly choked. Good God, what had she gotten herself into? The
butler at this strange place had warned her not to stray from her
room. If only she had listened!
She held her tongue and did her best not to flinch and twitch as Lucien’s
roaming hands explored her, searching in vain for some sort of weapon
that he believed she carried concealed beneath her clothes.
“You are very tempting, you know,” he said, “but
I’m a little insulted that they should send such an amateur.
Were they trying to get you killed?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Quiet. Darling, I know your kind all too well. Let me guess.
They sent you to lie with me, then to stab me in my sleep. And yet…”
His lips hovered by her ear as he ran his hands slowly up her belly.
“I could almost believe a night with you would have been worth
it.” He lifted her breasts in his palms.
“Pity,” he whispered.
“We fit together perfectly.”
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