Laura Wright - Ruling Passions

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Crown Prince Alexander Thorne's honorable intentions were overturned when he rescued a red-haired siren from the sea and gave in to the chemistry raging between them. Alex had sworn he would never again be ruled by a woman, yet lovely Sophia Dunhill might be carrying his heir, and duty required she be kept very close at hand.Sophia valued her freedom and had no intention of remaining in Prince Alex's island kingdom for longer than it took to repair her boat–royal command or no. Despite his fiery kisses and their heated nights, Sophia wanted more. Could her love transform her duty-bound prince into a man ruled by his passions?

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Though Alex’s lungs ached, his breathing soon regulated and his pulse eased toward normal as he floated on the surface of the water.

By the time his feet hit wet sand, he could walk. But he didn’t stay upright for long. When he felt the comfort of dry sand, he dropped down and stretched out. He heard the woman ease down beside him.

“You better be all right, Lancelot,” she said breathlessly.

It took Alex a good thirty seconds to respond to the thoroughly American quip. “Lancelot?”

“The knight? The one who rushed in to save the damsel in distress?”

“Right,” he mumbled, rubbing a hand over his wet face. “The one who rushed in to save the damsel in distress, then got his foot caught in the seaweed.”

“Seaweed, stirrups…same difference.” The woman put a hand on his shoulder. “You’re okay, right?”

“I’ll live.” Alex forced his heavy eyelids open. “So, if I’m Lancelot that must make you…”

The words died on his lips. Framed in a halo of milky-white fog, just inches from his face, was a woman of such heavenly beauty he nearly thought he’d succumbed to the pull of the ocean depths. Eyes the color of the sea—pale green with tinges of blue—and miles of red hair, wet and in gentle waves.

His body tightened. It was her. He felt it in his bones—that same need, that same connection. How was this possible? The mermaid from four months ago, here. Washed up on his stretch of beach.

“I think that makes me an idiot,” she said with dry humor. “Actually I’d say we’re both idiots.”

“How do you figure?”

“Me getting caught on that rock.” She dragged her tongue across her lower lip thoughtfully. “You getting caught in the weeds.”

If he snaked a hand around the back of her neck, pulled her down to him, would she part her lips for him, kiss him the same hungry way he wanted so desperately to kiss her? “That doesn’t sound like idiotic behavior to me.”

“No? What does it sound like, then?”

“Divine intervention. Perhaps we’re both looking to get caught.”

The fog seemed to suffuse Alex all at once. He had no idea what had made him say such an insane thing, but it was too late to retract the statement.

The woman stared intently at him, as though she could see right through his skin. “I’m not looking to get caught, I’m looking to find freedom.”

“God knows why, but right now they seem to be one and the same.” He said the words as much to himself as to her.

Confusion swept her face. “Yes, they do. Why is that?”

She didn’t give him a chance to answer, though he really had none to offer. This mood, this moment, was unreal, surreal. She lowered herself on top of him. Her arms snaked around his neck, her needful gaze melted into his own and she kissed his mouth. Just once, one soft, small touch.

Alex cursed the delicious weight of her, the fullness of her breasts pressing against his chest, the pouty lips just inches from his own.

With the fog as her refuge, she was doing something terrible and highly erotic to him, something he’d never felt before—or wanted to feel. Her eyes, the way she looked at him…she had him bound, deep in a trance—a mysterious, sensuous trance. And he needed to get lost there.

Mouth to mouth, body to body, fog blanketing them from the world. Pure paradise.

The freedom to be caught.

His pulse slammed her rhythm in his blood. This had to be a dream. Or maybe it was a nightmare, he reasoned as pure heat came over him, dark and unstoppable. A nightmare where all the control he prided himself on was lost. Where his mind went, his reason, too.

Animal instinct took him. He shifted, had her on her back in seconds. He watched as she smiled tentatively, then lifted her chin, parted her lips. Was he insane? he wondered as her eyes drugged him, drew him in. Did he care?

The surge of need that rippled through him was completely foreign. Or maybe it had just been tucked away, waiting…

A deep, aching groan erupted from his throat as he lowered his head, brushed his lips over hers, just to test, to tease. And as he’d hoped, prayed, she met him.

Hot mouth, sweet tongue. Her fingers fisted in his hair, pulling him closer.

Alex couldn’t think—didn’t want to think. He whispered against her mouth, “What are we doing?”

With an erotic nibble on his lower lip, she uttered, “I have no idea. But it feels so good.”

“Too good.”

His mind went blank once again as she kissed him, deeply, urging him to follow, to play, to plunder. Total madness took him, and his kiss turned ravenous. She angled her head over and over, her hips pressing up, up against the steel in his jeans.

A need for control rapped at his mind. He pulled away, just an inch, his eyes burrowing into hers. Sea-green hunger stared up at him, willed him to close his eyes and take—only take. And when a bleating cry of distress escaped her throat, he silenced her in the only way he knew how.

Around them, the ocean pounded the shore.

Around them, the fog swirled.

With a wildness he was just beginning to understand, she pulled at his T-shirt, fumbled with the button on his jeans. Then before he could think, she rolled them both over until she was straddling his waist, fog lacing her face.

Pulse pounding, Alex eased down her bathing suit top, cupped her full breasts in his palms, rolled the swollen buds between his thumbs and forefingers. A hot gasp rushed out of her, and he felt her quiver over and over against his erection. He knew she was on the brink of release, totally free to take what she wanted.

He tugged at her nipples as she moved her hips against him in a rhythm as timeless as the ocean waves. Beneath them, sand flicked and flew. Alex moved with her, taking her to the edge as against his fingers, those rosy peaks turned crimson.

Suddenly she cried out, a deep aching sound from low in her throat.

Painfully hard, Alex rolled her on her back. He had her suit off, her thighs splayed before the next ocean wave crashed against the beach behind them. Breath heavy, eyes hungry, she wrapped her long, glorious legs around him, then slammed her hips upward.

Alex stared down at her. “Do you want this?”

“Yes,” she whispered, panting.

Without another word, another thought, Alex rose up and plunged inside of her. He gasped as she stretched around him, wet and hot. “You feel like heaven.”

A moan escaped and the words, “I’m no angel.” She lifted and lowered her hips, moving him in and out of her body with wild, wicked strokes.

Complete madness took him. But he knew the madness couldn’t last long, and that made him sick with anger. He wanted to be lost in this, in her, in this hallucination forever. But his body was weak from years of denial.

Sweat beaded on his brow as he drove into her, burrowing them both deeper into the sand.

She was so tight. So was he.

Her hands were everywhere at once; his back, his buttocks, gripping his shoulders. Until she stiffened, her legs releasing their hold on him and opening wide.

He could feel her climax coming, rumbling through her body like thunder, grasping him with her muscles. The feeling was so sweet he thought he’d lose his mind.

But instead he lost his control.

And as she convulsed around him, tightening, squeezing, Alex gave in, fell over the edge and exploded along with her.

As the heat of Sophia’s body ebbed, so did the fog around them. For one full minute she silently prayed that it would take her with it, up into the sky where it was safe from reality and awkwardness. But as she’d learned early in life, the elements kept their own counsel.

The man beside her shifted, his hot skin grazing her own.

Unbidden, her body stirred in response. She stifled a groan. No, she was no angel. Burying her face in her lover’s neck, she wondered how in the world had she allowed such a thing to happen. Granted, she wasn’t someone who shied away from life—but making love to a total stranger was completely over the top.

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