Captive Heart

Published by: eXtasy Books

Author : Fawn Lowery

ISBN :978-1-55410-704-9

Page :124

Word Count :31000

Publication Date :2010-08-29

Series : #

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Available Formats : Captive Heart (pdf) , Captive Heart (prc) , Captive Heart (epub) , Captive Heart (mobi)

Category : Erotic Romance , Historical Romance

Product Code: 978-1-55410-704-9

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The fortress Claymoor teems with lusty knights and wenches …

The fortress Claymoor teems with lusty knights and wenches but the knight with the boldest sexual appetite is Jase, the lord and master, and when virginal Myla, the daughter of a prominent Duke becomes his hostage in a deadly game of revenge, she is subjected to bouts of heated sex play that awakens her wildly passionate senses. But the bold knight soon finds he has deeper feelings for Myla then those of revenge toward his enemy. Her body beckons to him, luring his male senses into a sensual realm of tenderness and sexual bliss that soon culminate into a torrid love affair.

"You dare to defy me," Jase declared in a low voice.

Myla didn't dare reply, only held her body rigid in his grasp. Indeed, despite the warmth of his body pressing into hers, she knew his powerful strength. He could end her life so easily. The thought raced through her, adding fearful intensity to her all ready volatile emotions.

Jase grasped Myla's nape, forcing her head back so he could gaze down into her face. A slanted grin spanned his mouth.

"You smile at me."

"It is not because I am amused at your resistance to my command."

"Then why…pray tell?" Her voice was a tiny whisper. The dark covering of hair on his chest had teased her nipples into tight little rose buds already and she was aroused at the possibility of his toying further with them.

"I smile because I am lord and master here at Claymoor and you are under my command."

He scooped her into his arms and carried her to his bed. Roughly, he released her, causing her to yelp out in surprise.

Myla landed in the middle of the straw mattress, her legs splaying open and her long red hair flying across her breasts. Jase levered himself atop her, his hands catching her wrists and pushing her arms above her head.

"Beg me to rape you," he commanded. "Beg me!"