“Royce demanded of his wife. Brianna kept her voice low, not that the servants would hear her they were too busy bustling in and out of the great hall with bundles of pine to begin fashioning the decorations for the Christmas celebration only a couple of days away. She took a fortifying breath and shut her eyes for a moment. It was difficult to look at her husband and say, “I will not sleep in our bed until you chase away the ghost.” His arm coiled around her slim waist and drew her slowly again...st him. Brianna kept her eyes closed and relished his warmth that rushed through her and his hard muscles that comforted as he wrapped her in his embrace. She couldn’t stop the vision of him rising naked over her in bed from growing ever so clear and sending tingles of pleasure racing through her. He was a skilled and considerate lover and there wasn’t a time that she didn’t desire him. She often feared that she was a wanton woman for wanting him as much as she did... like now. She melted against him and his mouth came down on hers and claimed a kiss that stole her breath away.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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