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Lindsey Holt is a woman on a mission. Every year she
attends the local renaissance faire to commemorate her birthday and enjoy a little escapism. This birthday weekend is going to the wild one to end all wild ones! Her last ex-boyfriend had betrayed her in the worst way possible. He’d slept with her best friend! She was done being “Miss dependable”. She wanted to get to know her inner wild child. With the encouragement of her fun loving friend, Catrina, she dresses the part as a wench of old and prepares to sally forth in the pursuit of a pleasure filled weekend. She catches the eye of two drop dead gorgeous knights, who have set their sights on her. Lindsey gets more than she bargained for as a sensual siege ensues.
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Excerpt :
Ethan pulled Lindsey flush to his chest. His hips moved in erotic conjunction with hers. Giving up the fight, she allowed the music to take her. His arms formed steel bands around her waist, holding her to the leashed power of his muscular chest. She could feel his arousal pressing into her stomach. The drumming became erratic, building into a crescendo, every thump the soundtrack to ravenous lust, and she was lost in it.
“Can you feel how hard I am for you, my Beauty?” Ethan rasped his passion in her ear, thrusting his hips fiercely against her, punctuating his words.
A verbal response was impossible. Instead, she stood on her toes and pulled his face toward hers. She let her tongue play at the edge of his lips, daring him to take what he wanted. It was like waving a red flag at a bull, and he charged full tilt.
She was unprepared for the onslaught. His mouth was ravenous, ravishing her lips as if they were his alone to toy with. She embraced the storm of passion, encouraging him, not caring who was looking on. He tore his mouth away, gasping for breath, his eyes molten mercury in his tanned face.
“I’d say it’s been twenty minutes. Let’s get the hell out of here.”
He pulled her from the dance floor, heading toward the tavern door. She heard him mumble something about Christian being ready or not because they were coming anyway.
Lindsey gasped, trying to slow their momentum. Abruptly, Ethan stopped and turned to face her, his eyes blazing with an undefined intensity. Her breath caught at the determination in his gaze. His grip on her arm was gentle but unrelenting.
“Do you want me? Do you want us?”
His question sounded forced and desperate. Lindsey blinked at the note of uncertainty underlying his voice. Uncertain? He looked as if his and Christian’s lives depended on it. Slowly, she nodded, unable to deny the lust eating her alive. He let out a deep sigh as if he’d been holding his breath waiting for her response. A warm smile eased the tension tightening his handsome face.
“Come with me.”
Lindsey nodded again, ignoring her fear of the unknown. He pulled her from the light of the tavern into the mysterious darkness of the night...
