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Heartbroken
and disillusioned, Rebecca Howland is done with all men. Especially
noblemen. Past a certain age, she knows her previous life of carnal
indulgence and grand adventure is over. Or so she thinks. Back at home,
whilst working in her family’s shop, a moment of compassion entangles
her in an old battle between two powerful, bitter enemies. A commoner,
Rebecca finds herself falsely accused of a heinous act by a vicious
member of the aristocracy. In grave peril, she turns to the one man she
thinks can help her.
Stephen Drake, now
inexplicably Baron Drake, has always desired Rebecca. When she turns to
him, he vows to protect her at all costs, especially from the dangerous
life he lives. The stakes are high and time is running out for her … and
for him as well. Stephen finds himself driven to ruthless actions that
threaten to kill the fragile bond between them.
Years
ago, Rebecca forbade herself to love Stephen Drake. Now he’s back, no
longer the young man she remembers but a dark and dangerous stranger.
When he demands a fortnight of her complete submission in return for his
protection, his sexual dominance ignites carnal passion that makes her
feel alive like never before. But … dare she trust a man with too many
secrets?
©Copyright Natasha Blackthorne 2014
For Adults 18 years of age or older only.
Excerpt from
Perilous Risk
Regency Risks, Book Three
By Natasha Blackthorne
His stare pinned her and she remained rooted to the spot
like a cornered hare.
He lowered his head. She felt her eyes widening. Her
heart beat harder and harder, deafening thunder in her ears.
He put his mouth to hers.
She couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. Couldn’t
make a move.
Oh, God. Oh, God save me…
His full lips pressed hers, warm, soft, intense. She’d
never known a man’s mouth to be so lushly sensual and yet so
deliciously firm. From that touch, pleasure surged through her,
tightening her nipples, and sending sparks of fire tingling into her
belly and outward, all the way down to her toes. She couldn’t
suppress the shudder that wracked her head to foot.
He lifted his head. Then he watched her, closely.
Edginess built inside her, combining with and
intensifying the arousal pulsing in her blood. She licked her lips
then let her breath out in a ragged sigh.
“Open to me, Rebecca.”
He’d spoken softly, oh so softly—but the steel
beneath the gentleness sent shivers all over her. And not a little
tingling excitement. Unable to bear the determined heat of his gaze,
she stared at the bridge of his elegant straight nose. Dazed, afraid
of him, yes, holy heavens yes, but far more frightened of the
feelings that were rapidly leaping to life within her.
No, this couldn’t be happening. She had kept herself
safe all these years since Jon. No emotionally dangerous
entanglements. She was past all of this. He should be out chasing
some young opera dancer tonight. She should be home, fast asleep in
her chaste bed.
Safe.
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