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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.
She opened her mouth to deny him.
He brought his mouth down on hers, cutting off her protest.
He thrust into her mouth, the taste of his hot, wet tongue more fiery than the
best whisky. She shook, not with fear but with anticipation for the next stroke
of his tongue against hers.
It came and delicious shudders quaked through her. Another
stroke and another. Ruthlessly, he gripped her head and angled it, thrusting
deeper. Taking her breath. Sucking her very soul and taking everything.
She didn’t care.
Every inch of his long, lean body pressed hers. She could
feel the whipcord strength of his powerful muscles. Could feel his trembling as
though he were holding back his ardour. His erection throbbed against her
stomach, huge and hard. Heated.
A feeling of letting go, as though a tremendous weight had
suddenly lifted from her. As though she’d been waiting forever for this moment.
Tenderness burst within her. Her limbs went weak. Her fists unfurled and she
grasped his shoulders, learning his feel, breathing in his scent, glorying in
his taste, his strength, his forcefulness.
Stephen.
Her Stephen.
If she could, she would simply melt into him. She clung
desperately to his hard body, surrendering herself wholly.
He tore his mouth from hers.
She cried out in protest.
He swept her up into his arms then lowered her. Her backside
touched the table and the rickety wooden frame groaned and creaked.
He swooped down on her then gripped her chin in his large
hand, gently yet firmly holding her in place. His eyes bore into hers,
predatory, determined. “Now, tell me that you don’t know me.”
More Information about Perilous Risk:
"Once again, with vivid descriptions and memorable
characters, extraordinary storyteller Natasha Blackthorne draws you into her
intriguing tale of acceptance, trust, and love in the erotic Regency romance
Perilous Risk, the third installment of the Regency Risks series...The sexual
chemistry between Rebecca and Stephen is electrifying as the sparks fly with
their light BDSM play." ~ Lusty Penguin Reviews
"Passion, danger, romance, lots of sensuality and so
much more makes this a must read, Erotic Historical Romance...Loved it! A
wickedly delicious Regency romp! Well done." ~My Book Addiction and More
Erotic Romance ~ Regency Historical ~ Light BDSM ~ Older
Woman, Younger Man ~ Former Courtesan Kept Woman ~ Novel Length ~ Part of a
series but may be read as standalone.
Rebecca is in grave danger. Accused of murder and
blackmailed by a vicious, powerful aristocrat who demands she help ruin the
noble protector she once loved, common-born, gentle-natured Rebecca is in
desperate need of help. From the shadows steps forth a man offering her aid--a
man she rejected years ago when he was but a youth. Now he appears before her
utterly changed, no longer a boy but a man with a dark, mysterious past. How
can she trust him? Yet with her time and options running out, how can she not
trust him?
Stephen Drake lost Rebecca long ago. Back then, he was too
young to keep a woman like
her. Now a spy for the Crown, he has power, funds, a
title...and he's been assigned to follow Rebecca. But thoughts of his mission
fade to the background as his old passion for her flares and his darkly erotic
side--one he's fought to keep hidden for many years--awakens with a vengeance.
This time, he is determined to possess her forever.
But as danger surrounds them, the two lovers must face
secrets that could destroy them and the fragile trust they've built.
"...this book left little flutters in the bottom of my
stomach....it had me gripped right from the beginning to end...you can picture
your self as Rebecca and living her life... glad I read this book yet again
there is no disappointment from Mrs Natasha Blackthorne." ~ Satin's
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