A mercenary who skirts light and dark must protect a reclusive Seelie noblewoman, but when they discover a common link, they must surrender…
Niamh McNamara has always been a little different from the rest of the Seelie Court. Their natural mirth and playfulness is something she has to force, so she won’t stand out much during the midsummer’s festivities. That becomes nearly impossible when an attempt is made on her life by a violent masked fae. Content with seclusion, she’s unhappy when the queen requests her back at court to meet her new bodyguard.
Doyle Kearney is mercenary who skirts the light and dark courts. Some think he’s Unseelie, while others are sure he’s Seelie. When Queen Titania brings him to protect a sullen noble, he almost refuses—he’s a warrior, not a bodyguard—until he sees Niamh. His body reacts to the golden goddess, but he can’t forget how his noble parents had easily tossed him aside to protect their titles. He questions if she’ll do the same if he surrenders his heart.
Publisher: Total-e-Bound Publishing
Genre: Erotic Fantasy Romance
A while later, he sighed and looked up to the afternoon sky. “There will be rain soon. Best not stay out here when that happens. You don’t want to become ill. Let’s head inside,” he said, presenting his gloved hand to help her up.
Niamh considered his hand for a moment, then finally accepted it. He’d proved himself trustworthy, and while she wasn’t ready to admit it, she was attracted to him.
He pulled her to her feet, but his strength surprised her. She fell into his chest, which made him stumble back. He gripped her hips to steady her, and a spark of magic ignited between them. He looked at her as if startled. Maybe he’d felt it too.
She started to move away, but he spun them around so her wings were carefully pinned against the tree. Gasping, she brought her hands up to his chest, not sure whether she should push him away or pull him closer. Her arms wrapped around his neck of their own accord, question answered.
He held her close to him, pressing their bodies together. She stared into his eyes transfixed. He lowered his lips to hers, sweeping his tongue over her lower lip before prodding it inside her mouth. His kiss gained fervour, twirling their tongues together and exploring her mouth.
The warmth and magic of the tree soothed away any of her worries. He pulled back, apparently affected by it too. His skin was ruddy with heat, his eyes wide. “Did you feel that…?”
“It’s nature’s magic, heady as a potent drug.” She smiled at him. This connection between them felt as natural and as right as the tree trunk against her spine. The fact that she’d been holding off allowing herself to connect to anyone before now simply didn’t matter, because none of those people had been Doyle, her handsome mercenary.
Echoing thoughts played in Doyle’s eyes. He lifted her up, and dipped his head back to take her lips again as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
She placed her hands on his strong, muscular shoulders and luxuriated in the feeling of him. Never before had a man touched her like this. She’d never allowed them to.
He leaned in, his hips nudging hers. His hard cock strained against her thigh, and even with all the layers of cloth between them, she nearly moaned at the sensation. He slid his hand lower to her small breasts, cupping one and rubbing his thumb over her nipple hidden beneath her dress.
Niamh gasped and closed her eyes. Even though she’d never desired closeness with anyone, she wanted more than simple caresses. The thought surprised her.
Without warning, he set her to the ground, and she snapped her eyes open. Maybe he knew her want of him and that’s why he’d pulled away?
However, just by looking at him, she knew that wasn’t the case. His shoulders were bunched up and he looked ravenous. He took her by the arms and she was on the ground before she knew what he was doing. He gripped the hem of her skirt and watched as he pushed it ever so slowly up her legs. When they had cleared her hips, baring her nakedness, his attention locked on the juncture of her legs.
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