It's here! It's here! It's here!
Can you tell I'm excited? lol Well, that's because it's Release
Day for Warrior's Possession, a tale 20+ years in the making! Warrior's
Possession is book three in the Medieval Warrior's series and goes back to the
beginning of the Langley and Marlowe bloodline, forged during the reign of
Edward I. These are very special characters to me, I've carried them around with me for a long time and I am thrilled they are finally here for everyone to enjoy!
Here's the blurb:
Upon
her father's death, Lady Gillian Marlowe is ordered by King Edward I to wed
Royce Langley, the Earl of Montchester. Worried she is being offered up as
little more than a sacrifice in a political game, Gillian is surprised to find
herself intrigued by her arrogant and infuriating husband.
Tasked
with ridding the border along Wales of rebels who seek to unseat the king,
Royce finds subterfuge and secrets everywhere, even with his beautiful wife.
Though he only agreed to the marriage because of the king's order, he finds
himself both fascinated and incensed by Gillian at every turn. She tries his
patience, defies his orders and places herself in danger. To keep her in line,
he spanks her, binds her to his bed and uses dominating sexual games to torment
her, in an effort to get her to reveal her secrets. But even that is not enough
to subdue her stubborn determination to stand beside him and defend her home
and people.
Discovering
his wife enjoys the same dark pleasures as Royce does only stirs more
confusion. He has sworn never to fall for a woman's wiles, but his wife
captivates him and stirs a desire deeper than any he has ever known. Trusting
her is another matter, as he fears Gillian may bring about his downfall with
her continued secrets, which he views as an attempt to undermine his authority.
As the
rebel attacks increase and danger lurks everywhere, Gillian falls under
suspicion as the traitor, despite her vows of loyalty. Royce must overcome his
mistrust and find a way to maintain his possession of Gillian as they battle
the enemies both within and without, if there is any hope for them to save each
other.
Includes:
Male domination, bondage, spanking and anal sex
Here's a taste of
this kinky tale of Twisted History:
“I can take a man from his horse at fifty paces with a
longbow.”
The earl nodded.
“Very well, suppose you could take out one, perhaps two men before the others,
maybe twice as many as your guards, reached you. Your longbow will do no good
at close range. Then what, Lady Gillian? Who will save you then?”
The words to respond eluded her. She looked away,
silently cursing his triumph.
“You know nothing
of warfare and rebel attacks. I can’t help wondering again at your confidence
in your safety. Perhaps you’re involved more than you say. Perhaps you aided
the Welsh during this last war.”
Gillian met his steady gaze. A shuttered coolness now
replaced the earlier heat.
“I would
never...”
“Wouldn’t you? Your stepmother has a lover, possibly
Welsh. Perhaps you do as well. Perhaps ‘tis your ‘guard’. Perhaps you intended
to meet him tonight and that’s why you are so anxious to be rid of me.”
The sound of her
palm cracking against his cheek echoed through the mews. His head turned
slightly under the force of the blow. Tension crackled between them, like
lightning during a spring storm. Once again, the birds stirred restlessly in
response to the turmoil. A wave of fear dimmed her rage as she realized she had
struck her future husband. The king’s favorite. She held her breath, waiting
for the punishment sure to follow.
“Men have died for less than what you dare.”
His voice, low and menacing, terrified her more than
if he had shouted. His eyes glittered and his fury smelled of brimstone. She
trembled, fright making her knees weak, and she might have fallen had he not
grabbed her arm. His grip tightened as he jerked her roughly against him. Only
the restless movements of the hawks broke the silence.
Gillian tried to
pull free, without success. A brief recollection of his coarse treatment of
Anne skittered through her jumbled thoughts, and she tugged again. This time,
he pulled her still closer, his other hand cupping the back of her head as his
mouth suddenly claimed hers with a punishing kiss.
Fear consuming her, once more she tried to pull away,
but his fingers bit into her arm and tightened in her hair. His mouth continued
its assault, bruising her lips. She stood in his harsh embrace, her hands
coming to rest on his chest, waiting for an opportunity to shove at him. Panic
taunted her, but she kept it at bay, determined not to show her terror. At that
moment, a strange thing happened.
Her body warmed
and a strange feathery delight blossomed in her belly. She found herself
responding to the demands of his mouth. The kiss softened, just a little, and a
hint of pleasure burst into a decadence she’d never imagined. A strange calm
came over her as his lips now moved gently over hers. When he drew away, she
found herself disappointed.
He raised his
head. No longer did she find fury in his gaze. Instead, flames flickered amid
something she did not recognize, something alluring. The remnants of fear
rapidly faded, replaced by curiosity. She leaned closer, trying to understand
the emotion she read. Her breasts tightened, her gown suddenly confining. She’d
never had such a physical reaction to a mere stare. Then again, she’d never
been kissed like that before. The few pecks one of her father’s men had given
her had not stirred anything even remotely similar to the powerful sensations
taking over her body now.
To her surprise,
the expression on his face softened more. He looked as though he might smile.
His grip on her arm loosened, but he didn’t release her, instead holding her
close with a firm yet gentle grip. His fingers moved along the sensitive
underside of her arm and she sucked in a breath at the slither of warmth along
her spine.
Mesmerized by the
heated glow in his golden eyes, Gillian didn’t resist. Forgotten was her anger
over his arrogant words, her fear he’d demand retribution for her actions. Her
sole focus remained on the hold of his gaze and the way the closeness made him
seem larger, more powerful. New emotions swelled, confusing her, yet exciting
her at the same time. Her heart pounded, and beneath her palms, his heart
thumped just as vigorously.
He yanked her more fully against him. His fingers
on her chin tilted her head back so she looked into his face. Darkened to a
deep amber, his intense gaze warmed. Slowly, he lowered his head and Gillian
realized he meant to kiss her again. This time she recognized she wanted him
to.
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