Название: Caine's Reckoning
Автор: Sarah McCarty
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Эротическая литература
Серия: Mills & Boon Spice
isbn: 9781408914915
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He came over her, a large black shadow, deeper than the night, scarier, more intense. Her breath caught in her lungs. A fine tremble started in her gut and spread outward, consuming her limbs, ending in her fingers and toes. Dear God, what had she invited?
“Is that what they wanted, Desi? For you to lie there like a doll for them to play with?”
His whisper was scarier than his looming. His whisper wanted to delve, ferret out her past, her weaknesses. “It doesn’t matter.”
There was a long pause. Something touched her cheek, and she shrieked. She was wound so tightly she couldn’t contain it.
A voice intruded into their private battle.
“Just so you know, Desi, I don’t hold the bond between man and wife sacred.”
Sam’s low, cold drawl reached across the fire and the implication had the blood rushing from her head so fast she felt as if she were falling. Except she couldn’t because she was already down. She worked her hand out of the confines of the blanket, grabbing Caine’s wrist. “Please.”
Caine’s snarl was as chilling as the wind. “Shut the hell up, Sam.”
“The lady needs to know she has options.”
Oh God, she didn’t want any more options. One man to deal with was more than enough.
It grated, but if begging saved her from being passed around, even for one night, she’d take it. There were times when pride wasn’t worth the price to keep it. “Please. I’ll do what you want,” she whispered to Caine. She glanced across the clearing to the shadow that was Sam. “don’t call him over. don’t make me…”
“Fuck.”
The epithet tore through her like a shot. She clung tighter, wishing it were lighter so she could see whether her begging was having any effect. “Please—”
Caine’s hand came over her mouth, cutting off the plea. She could feel his stare as clear as a touch, his “My wife doesn’t beg, got it?” She nodded slowly. His hand left her mouth slowly.
“Sam, if you don’t elaborate in the next two seconds, I’m coming over there and kicking your ass.”
Desi ran her tongue across her lips, tasting the salt of his skin and the bitterness of her fear.
“Just saying the lady doesn’t have to suffer thinking there isn’t anyone here who won’t stand for her if she wants it.”
He couldn’t mean what she thought.
But he did. Caine confirmed it. “Sam’s offered you his protection, do you want to take it?”
Was it a trick?
“You’d just let me go?”
“Hell, no, but you’re free to take him up on his offer.”
Some choice. Caine or Sam. Wife or whore. “You’d fight your friend?”
“What’s mine stays mine, Gypsy.”
Oh, yes, he’d fight. Not because he loved her or wanted her, but because his pride was involved. And he considered her his. She understood that.
“So what’s it going to be?”
She didn’t know Sam. She didn’t really know Caine, either, but she knew this one thing. A possessive man wasn’t a sharing man. That made the devil she knew a better choice. “I don’t want his protection,” she whispered.
“Good.” The tense muscles against her relaxed subtly.
“She make a decision?” Sam called.
“Yup. She’s decided I’m the more attractive one.”
“Shit. On top of needing to gain weight, the woman needs spectacles.”
Sam didn’t sound serious or even disappointed.
“You were joking?” she asked Caine.
“No.”
She didn’t know what to do with that flat pronouncement. “I don’t understand you.”
“You might find it easier if you didn’t keep comparing me to cow shit.”
She let go of his wrist. Weariness rolled over her in a debilitating wave, spawning a ripple of defeat. “I can’t help it. I don’t have anything else to compare you to.”
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