Working alongside a pirate that she can't trust and can't resist isn't an easy situation, but Brigid O'Cullane has no choice. The devastatingly handsome Liam Lynch has her dead father's map to a buried treasure and insists on traveling together, as well as taking a hefty cut of the gold for himself.
Yet as their journey continues, their mutual desire is impossible to fight and a bond Brigid fears begins to grow. Faced with a startling paranormal discovery and dangers on the seas she could have never imagined, it's soon unclear whether Liam is with her for his own gain...or to protect her.
Content: This Caribbean pirate themed erotic romance contains graphic material and is intended for mature readers only.
Bound: Captive to a Pirate, Part 2 is approximately 10,300 words long. This title also contains an excerpt from the sequel Lost: Captive to a Pirate, Part 3.
“Let me?” Liam asked, covering her hand with his own.
Brigid released the brush to him, then settled her hands in her lap. “I don’t really need help. There isn’t much left of it now.”
“Maybe you need things you haven’t recognized yet,” he countered softly.
He worked the brush through those enticing curls slowly, watching as they bounced and exploded into fluff after the brush passed through. She was right that there wasn’t much to brush with how short she had cut it, but it was still lovely. He leaned slightly to see her face in profile. Her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted. Tension that she’d been carrying since he’d found her in his cabin was finally melting away.
He set the brush side, then slid his fingers through her hair, combing it out and admiring it, before he gave into temptation and nuzzled into it, inhaling her scent deeply. He felt her shiver and gasp softly, making him smile. One arm slipped around her to cradle her back against his chest.
He used his free hand to brush her hair away from the back of her neck. He kissed there softly, feeling the tremors rushing through her body at the soft contact. Another gentle kiss and then he scraped at the delicate skin with his teeth. He was rewarded with a quiet moan from her.
“Why didn’t you touch me last night?” Her voice was quiet, with a touch of what he thought might be distrust in it. Grooming and touch was important to their kind and could smooth over many problems, but maybe he’d waited too long to try to do things right.
“I heard you crying. I worried you didn’t want me touching you.”
Her head turned toward him and their eyes met before she leaned back and brushed a kiss against his lips. Liam closed his eyes and held himself in check, letting her control the kiss for the moment. Her lips slid over his tentatively; her inexperience was obvious and he mentally kicked himself for not recognizing that their first time together until it was too late.
“I wanted you,” she said when she drew back from the kiss.
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Published November 3, 2012
by Selkie Publishing.
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