Dark Passion Rising (17 page)

Tambra rubbed her cheek against Marcus’s sculpted back and let
her finger trace the tattoo on his arm
.  Morior cum Honoris, Redire in
Vester Scutum
.  Die with Honor, Return on Your Shield.  Those words summed
him up perfectly.  He
was
honor, integrity and justice, all in one
delicious package.

“You keep touching me like that and you won’t get any sleep,” he
chuckled, his voice smooth as velvet and sin.

 “Who said I wanted to sleep?”  She moved her fingers down his
back to stroke his hip bone then lower to his erection, letting her fingernails
slightly graze the sensitive flesh.  He hissed in a breath, turning to face her
with a wicked smile playing on his lips.

 She watched as her hair caressed his chest with light brushing
circles and he shivered with arousal.

“God, woman.  You drive me to distraction.”

“What will you do?” she asked with feigned innocence.

“Make love to you until you pass out from exhaustion.”

The End

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