"Dancing is a vertical expression of a horizontal desire." ~Robert Frost
Elenya knew the stranger she was going to meet would be
someone special, no doubt one of the King’s finest warriors. She’d dreamed
about him for fifteen years, ever since she’d been ceremonially injected with
his blood, altering her chemistry and binding her to him. She’d been his since
she was three.
Hope filled her as she traveled to the gathering of the
maidens, though her dreams were quickly shattered when she realized she’d been
chosen for a man who belonged to a family at odds with hers for many years. Could
she ever learn to love him? Would his blood flowing through her veins be enough
to unite their hearts?
Enjoy an excerpt from Dance With The Enemy:
Elenya had no
experience in these matters, she only knew her heart hurt and her pride pushed
her to try to free herself from him. As she pushed against him, he rolled her
to her back and pressed himself on top of her holding her flailing fists above
her head. He tried to kiss her, though a quick jerk of her head landed his lips
on her jaw. He merely nibbled his way from there to her earlobe instead.
“Unhand me!”
she demanded.
“I think not.”
His voice rumbled against her ear. He pressed her back to the bed as her hips
bucked against him in her attempt to free herself. He stifled a chuckle knowing
in her innocence she had no idea the rivulets of electrical currents her
gyrations exploded within him.
“I will not
be used in this manner,” she squeaked.
“I will use
you in any way I please. Though I can scarce fathom why you fight me so when
moments past it was you who tempted me.” He was assaulting her collarbone with
tender kisses. She cried out when his tongue darted out to trace the bone line.
“You have
betrayed my honor,” she managed to say on a mere breath, her senses reeling.
Tahruk
stopped. He reared back to stare down at her. Elenya froze as well, frightened
by the look in his eyes. Again she wished she could read his looks. All she
knew was that the fight drained from her, the only sound between them was the
heavy breathing remaining from their exertion.
“Honor!” he
roared at last, releasing her and pushing away. “First you run, then you fall
asleep. Twice, no less. Now you fight me and accuse
me of betraying
your
honor?”
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