Page 93 of Claiming Her


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He showed no mercy, just kept backing up, leading her forward like a wild creature, coaxing her to the secret truth of them: passion bound them in a fated way.

“I have spent my entire life trying to suppress that which you desire.”

“I know,” he said, and dropped onto the bed. As he went down, he pulled her with him. “I cannot let you do that.”

She lowered herself to straddle him, her other hand still closed around the prism.

He began unlacing the crisscrossing ribbons on the sides of her tunic. He swept the gown up over her head, so she was clad only in her chemise.

“This is wrong,” she whispered.

“I do not care for such things. I care only if it pleases you.” He tipped forward and touched his tongue to her breast, still covered by the soft linen. Her nipples peaked to gemstone hardness. His gaze swept up.

“Tell me, Katy, does that please you?”

A ragged cry broke from her lips.

He moved his mouth to her other breast, graced it with another hard stroke of his tongue through the thin linen shift. She curled her fingers into his hair.

“We are doomed if we do this thing.”

“Surrender to it.”

“Were I to do that, everything I am, everything I have, would be lost.”

“Maybe that is the very thing you need.” He lifted the chemise.

“Then I would have nothing.”

“You would have me.”

She gave a broken sob. “Don’t you see, you will destroy me?”

His hands stilled. “I vow it, I will not. Your heart knows.”

“What does my heart know?”

“Look where it has brought you. To me. Again.”

He was right. She was wrecked. “You will ruin me.”

“Get up, then, Katy. Get up and walk away.” His body was taut with restraint. “I’ll not stop you.”

Her thighs trembled from holding herself up above him. “I am locked in.”

“The door is not locked.”

“The castle is.”

“I’ll have you on a ship, to anywhere you wish. Just walk away.”

“You would…let me leave?”

“You must leave, Katy. You are mine, or you are gone. There is no other way.” His gaze was like a cord, a tether. She felt bonded to him by a single, shivering strand of sight.

“I do not want to leave,” she whispered.

“Good. Then let us begin.”

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