Even as he leaned down to claim her in a kiss as deep, penetrating, and soul-searing as the one he’d shown that place between her legs, she reached up and kissed him. She tasted herself upon him. Salty, hot lust.
That ache rekindled anew, and as they tangled with their tongues in a gentle waltz, Alice’s hips began to move again.
Laurence’s breath hitched.
“I trust my lady wants more?” His silky whisper teased her lips.
It took all she was, but Alice managed to draw back.
Cradling his chiseled cheeks between her palms, she ran her gaze adoringly over him. “Indeed, I do, Laurence.”
His eyes darkened, unquenched lust making his eyes volatile and dangerous. “And what is it you require? I am yours to command.”
He’d give her this power. He’d give her control of this. Him. Their future together.
“I want forever with you, Laurence,” she whispered, her voice catching. “I want forever.”
Through the desire glittering in his eyes, an even more powerful emotion flared to life—love. Bright, beautiful, and all-powerful love.
“My lady’s wish is my command,” he vowed, his voice thick. “I love you, Alice.”
Tears blurred her vision. “I love you more, Laurence.”
A half sob, half laugh tore from him. “Impossible, love.”
They came together as one, drowning on the nectar of one another’s lips. Their breathing tangled and merged in unity with their souls.
Laurence gripped her jaw gently in his hand, urging her to open for him, but Alice stopped.
He stared at her questioningly.
“There is one more thing I’d ask of you, Laurence,” she murmured.
A question clouded his eyes. “Anything.”
Alice let her lips form a naughty smile, and then, leaning close, she whispered precisely what she wanted.
And Laurence proceeded to give her—and do—exactly that.
The End
One sin isn’t enough.
Give in to the rest of the Seven Deadly Sins.
Wrath—The Devil Duke
In 19th-century London, rival gaming hells battle for power—but love is the deadliest gamble of all. He fell from grace. She’s out for revenge. Together, they’ll ignite something dark, dangerous, and utterly irresistible.
Lust—The Bad Earl
He was made to kill. She was born to tempt.
Ruthless, emotionless, and England’s deadliest secret weapon, Severin Cadogan has no use for hearts—or complications. Untilshearrives. Lady Raina Goodheart is everything he shouldn’t want: pure, poised…and wickedly drawn to darkness. But as desire turns dangerous, and hearts become weapons, one thing’s certain—neither will escape unscathed.
Pride—The Rogue
He built an empire from vengeance. She’s about to set it on fire.