Days
of Desire
Pirate's Prize, #2
By Tina Donahue
Genre: Erotic Historical Romance
In a pirate’s
lair, nothing is as it seems...
Shipwrecked!
When Royce Hastings is found washed up on the shore of a verdant tropical island,
he tells the natives he is a merchant headed for Mozambique. The truth,
however, is far more mercenary. Noble by birth, the once favored Royce has lost
his fortune and family; now he is a hired henchman on the trail of an elusive
pirate. His “shipwreck” was a fake. He’ll stop at nothing to infiltrate the
island and capture his prey. His mother and sisters’ lives depend on it.
The last thing
Royce expects is to be captured himself. But the lovely young woman who tends
to his wounds in the tropics quickly takes hold of his heart. Simone is the
island’s healer, and her skilled ministrations not only awaken his soul but
disturb his conscience. His path has been predetermined; his identity must
remain concealed at all costs. Yet the passion he feels in Simone’s sultry,
loving arms cannot be denied. With his loyalties torn, Royce must make an
agonizing, unthinkable choice...
Simone padded to him, pulse
racing. His bed-mussed hair showed her how he’d look once he enjoyed her. She
fought her urge to smooth back the strands. “Bonjour.”
He made a noise that sounded
aroused.
Her heart beat faster. “Finish
your bacon, please. While you eat, I should change the sheet.”
He chewed quickly, swallowed, and
lifted his face.
She couldn’t imagine anything
more pleasant than his mouth on hers. “You can sit in the chair while I tend
the bed. Let me help you to it.” She slipped her arm around his middle.
He favored his uninjured leg,
brow furrowing, breath coming hard and fast.
She stroked his bandaged thigh.
“Does it hurt?”
“Bloody right it does.”
He pressed her against the wall,
imprisoning her wrists, his length molded to hers. “You’re driving me mad. I
can’t take any more of this. I won’t.”
He slanted his mouth over hers.
She surrendered willingly,
joyously, accepting his tongue, melting into him.
His savage growl told her all she
needed to know. He desired her.
She’d never been more alive.
His touch branded her soul,
claiming it, marking her forever. She twisted free from his hold and wreathed
her arms around his shoulders, her fingers buried in his silken hair to keep
him near.
Their greedy and wild kiss turned
tender and slow.
She ground her hips into his,
needing to be closer.
He held her so tightly nothing
could come between them.
Pleasure sped from every
direction, filling her.
Forever wouldn’t have been long
enough to enjoy him. His bristly cheeks rasped hers, the mild sting encouraging
her to yield further. She longed to wake up each morning to him and this.
They only had now.
Whatever the future brought,
Simone refused to dwell on loss. She’d willingly belong to him for a moment
rather than have no time at all. In two or three months, she’d say good-bye.
Not today.
A fist pounded on the door.
She flinched.
Royce tore his mouth free and
limped to the footboard, too far away from her.
“Simone.” James knocked. “Are you
in there?”
“Oui.”
“Is Royce awake?”
“Yes, I’m up.”
“Good. Tristan wants to see you
as soon as you dress. I brought a clean shirt and breeches for you.”
Simone put out her hand, stopping
Royce from crossing the room. “Stay where you are. Rest your leg.” She smoothed
her hair and opened the door.
James handed the clothes over.
“Once Royce is dressed, I’ll escort him to the dining room.”
“I have to put a new poultice and
bandage on him first.”
“No rush.” He crossed his arms
and leaned against the opposite wall. “I’ll wait.”
She slammed the door.
Royce washed at the basin. Water
clung to his long lashes and chest hair. He scratched his throat.
“I should shave you.”
“Tristan’s not going to wait for
that. I have to get dressed.”
“Not before I change your
bandage.”
“It’s fine. Do you have a towel?”
She clasped the clothes to
herself and kept her voice low. “I enjoyed our kiss, did you?”
He glanced around, then dried his
face on the bedsheet. “What happened shouldn’t have.”
“Why not? I want you and you want
me.”
“Give me the clothes.”
She twisted, keeping them from
him. “Are you worried that someday you’ll leave? I know you will. We can enjoy
each other until then.”
“No.”
Her stomach cramped. “Why not?”
“There’s no point, no future. You
deserve better than me.”
On a lush,
secluded island, one passionate adventure leads to another...
Diana Fletcher
means business. The beautiful, innocent, reverend’s daughter has traveled all
the way to a tropical island off Madagascar on a mission: To find her
brother—and to punish the man who drove him to a life of piracy. But when she
comes face to face with the enemy in question, the handsome, powerfully
seductive man is not at all what Diana expected...
Tristan Kent
never intended to harm Diana’s brother. A man of humble origins, Tristan claims
he tried to save him from another ruthless captain. Diana is desperate to
believe he is telling the truth…and that the intoxicating desire that escalates
between them is true as well. But can she trust him? Or is Tristan’s story—and
his heart—nothing more than fool’s gold? Amid the haze of sensual delights and
soaring ecstasy Tristan has in store for her, all will be revealed...
Tina Donahue is
an Amazon and international bestselling novelist in erotic, paranormal,
contemporary and historical romance for traditional publishers and indie.
Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have
praised her work. She's won Readers' Choice Awards, RWA awards - Holt Medallion
and NEC, and won a Book of the Year award. She’s featured in the Novel
& Short Story Writer’s Market. Before penning romances, she worked in
Story Direction for a Hollywood production company.
Thanks for hosting me today!
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