What a Duke Dares (Sons of Sin 3)
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He stepped behind her and laced his arms around her thickened waist. He adored this fecund, round version of Penelope. There was something so earthy and sensuous about her. “I’m so happy that you married me.”
The wry smile contrasted with the moisture brightening her eyes. “I’m happy that I married a man who can give me a Goya painting with a mere flick of his fingers.”
He laughed. “I’ll need to come up with something even more spectacular next Christmas.”
“You will at that.” She placed her hands over his where they linked across her belly. “
If you hang the portrait, you’ll shock the neighbors.”
“This painting belongs here.” He smiled. “Your bedroom will soon rival the Royal Academy, my love.”
She choked back a laugh. “So we’ll only shock the servants.”
“I suspect by now the servants are past shocking.” While yet to catch their employers in flagrante delicto, the Rothermere staff must be perfectly aware of the duke and duchess’s insatiable passions.
Pen turned to face Cam, twining her arms around his neck. She rose on her toes and kissed him tenderly. “Thank you, my darling. I love my Christmas present.” The emotion that hovered just behind the teasing thickened her voice. “I love the woman I’ve become since you made me your wife. That girl was sad and lonely and unfulfilled, and you’ve given me so much joy.”
“Oh, my darling,” he whispered, too moved to say more. But when he kissed her this time, hunger mixed with tenderness.
Pen pressed against him with another broken laugh. “Oh, dear, Your Grace, we may be due to shock the servants all over again.”
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Will a week of seduction spark a lifetime of passionate surrender?
Please see the next page for an excerpt from the first Sons of Sin novel,
Seven Nights in a
Rogue’s Bed.
Chapter One
South Devon Coast, November 1826
Storms split the heavens on the night Sidonie Forsythe went to her ruin.
The horses neighed wildly as the shabby hired carriage lurched to a shuddering stop. The wind was so powerful the vehicle rocked even when stationary. Sidonie had seconds to catch her breath before the driver, a shadow in streaming oilskins, loomed out of the darkness to wrench the door open.
“Here be Castle Craven, miss,” he shouted through the sheeting rain.
For a second, terror at what awaited inside the castle held her paralyzed. Castle Craven indeed.
“I can’t leave the nags standing. Be ’ee staying, miss?”
The cowardly urge rose to beg the driver to carry her back to Sidmouth and safety. She could leave now with no damage done. Nobody would even know she’d been here.