A Pirate’s Price

Kig Romance

“What is love?”
He asked her, His wickedly sensuous upper lip pulled back in a sneer.
She leaned close to him. Seething with anger.“Something you will never have. Something you’re incapable of feeling”
His sneer had grown and his voice was low and terrible. “I may not feel love, but I do feel this.”
He grabbed her hand and thrust it beneath the bathwater.
She struggled so violently that the water splashed over her bodice and the rug, but he was stronger than she. He forced her palm down against his male part, hard and thick, and held it there as he grasped her hair with his other hand. He yanked, pulling her hair, arching her neck, and suddenly his mouth was on hers,
cruel and merciless.
He ground her lips against her teeth, used his hold on her hair to angle her head for his greater access. She felt the push of his tongue against her lips. For a moment she stopped fighting. She opened her mouth and let him in, hot and searching. She could taste the heady liquor on his tongue, feel the sudden gentling of his mouth as he got what he wanted.
His kiss was overwhelming,
overwhelmingly masculine.
Overwhelmingly dominant.

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