Excerpt from The
Pirate Prince
“Try to escape,” he taunted
coolly. “Go ahead. Give me one excuse to take what I want from
you, even if it is against your will. I want you that much. Too damned
much.”
He turned without warning and kissed her, flattening her back against
the mast.
His mouth consumed hers with relentless, fiery passion. His need invaded
her, ever deeper, but she would not fall to him. She refused to touch
him.
Extreme, intense, dangerous man.
He was dangerous in more ways than she could fathom, and her body
was trembling for him, for his hands, for his kiss—she craved
his very lawlessness. . . .
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