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Knight Like No Other
Realm of Honor, #4
by Michelle Miles
Date of
Publication: October 4th 2016
Publisher:
Michelle Miles
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Artist: Erin Dameron-Hill
Genre:
Fantasy Romance
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Will the knight of Princess Allanna's
heart be able to save her from a dark lord's evil plan?
By the king’s order, Princess Allanna
is betrothed to Lord-Regent Marath, an Elven noble with an evil agenda who’s
manipulated his way into royal favor. Marrying him will be a fate worse than
death, especially when Allanna yearns for the sexy and irresistible Sir
Drake—the knight who holds her heart. A knight she is forbidden to love. She
flees her family to be with Drake, giving up everything she knows for him.
Enraged at her defiance, Marath
summons a mage to kidnap and kill Allanna. Drake, determined to protect the
woman he loves, will stop at nothing to see her safe. Their desire for one
another burns hot and nothing can keep the two lovers apart. Nothing but
Marath’s evil plan to do away with the Fae and separate Drake and Allanna
forever.
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His mouth moved to
her throat. Her skin burst into flame as he made his way around to her earlobe
and nibbled. This was what she dreamed of, what she wanted. Now that it was
finally happening, her mind exploded with more possibilities. Little pinpricks
of light pierced her vision as her eyes fluttered closed. Heat flooded her body
and pulsed dampness between her legs, making her feel things she never
expected.
And, oh gods, she
loved the velvety feel of his mouth.
“Sir Drake…”
“Aye?” His breath
wafted over her skin, sending heated chills over her.
“I…came to…to…” Oh
gods, she couldn’t think. Her mind wouldn’t form the words. She knew what she
wanted to say but how to say it was another matter. And her tongue swelled into
a thick, useless muscle.
“To?” His eyes
glinted almost as though he knew what she wanted to say.
Oh, bollocks. “To
kiss you back.”
She swept her tongue
over his lower lip then sucked it gently between her teeth. He groaned again.
His body felt good under her hands, the way his chest curved and the sprinkling
of coarse hair. The tips of her fingers trailed down his corded abs to the edge
of the waistband of his breeches and halted. She couldn’t go forward even
though she wanted to. Fear clasped her, made her stop. She knew what she wanted
to do yet she couldn’t force her hand to move.
Breaking the kiss,
she dropped her head to his chest, inhaling the deep, masculine scent of him. A
woodsy scent. Something that was inherent to him. Mayhap because he was human.
She didn’t know.
He stroked her hair
as he held her and then dropped a kiss on the top of her head. It was then she
remembered his wound and bolted upright.
“Did I hurt you?” Her
gaze landed on the bandage on his side. She was relieved to see there was no
blood.
He chuckled. “No,
princess. You didn’t. You couldn’t.”
“I meant your…your
wound. Is it better?”
“Almost healed like
Turin said.”
“That’s good.” Her
gaze flickered over him and she blushed when she saw the hardened length
between his legs. The length she had stopped herself from running her
fingertips over.
“I came to check on
you,” she said. “I’m glad you’re better.”
“Is that the only
reason you came?”
Could he read that on
her face? Was she so transparent? She bit her lip again.
“Ah, you really
shouldn’t do that.”
“Do what?”
“That.” His gaze
fixed on her lips.
“Why?” She blinked.
“Because I like it
too much.”
A smile tugged at the
corner of her mouth. Her confidence soared. “You like it?”
“Aye, I do.”
“And what would
happen if I did it again?”
“You really shouldn’t
do it again.”
“Shouldn’t I?” She
did it again.
He reached for her
and dragged her to him. “Are you trying to torture me?” He said it against her
mouth, his breath mingling with hers.
“No. Am I?”
“You are.”
“Should I apologize?”
“Nay.”
“Do you intend to do
something about it?”
He growled.
“Is that an aye?” She
grinned, enjoying teasing him.
“Princess—”
“Do you want to deny
me again?”
“I will not take what
does not belong to me.”
“I do belong to you,
Drake,” she whispered. “I’ve already given you my heart. Isn’t that enough?”
She could see the
flash of pain in his eyes before he regained his composure. “I wish it were,
princess.”
“What more do you
require of me?” she asked.
“I require marriage
vows. You are too precious to me. I would not ruin your innocence.”
“Oh, Drake. It
wouldn’t be ruining my innocence. I give myself to you freely.” She pressed her
hands against his chest, slid them upward to his shoulders. “I’m prepared to
love you. Here. Now.”
“Allanna—”
“Please don’t deny me
again.”
A moment of
indecision flashed through his eyes and then he pulled her tight against him
before he pushed her to the mattress. His body pressed against hers. Her breath
caught in her throat as she looked up at him, into those deeply penetrating
eyes. Was he going to forget all that he was? Would he make love to her here?
Oh gods, she wanted him.
“I do not deny my
feelings for you,” he said.
“Then—”
“You are still
chaste. And I’m still a knight.”
“But—”
“I’m still a knight
but by Saint Mary you drive me mad.”
“I—”
“You challenge my
honor with every flutter of your lashes.”
“Drake…”
“And with every
flutter, I find you harder to resist.”
His mouth covered any
retort she had. She was conscious of every touch. Every movement. He leaned on
his good side, kissing her. His hands slipped over the curve of her body, over
her small breasts and flat abdomen. Flames followed by a warming shiver swept
over her.
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Author
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Michelle Miles grew up in North
Central Texas in a rodeo town but was far more interested in nerdy things like
Star Trek and Star Wars. She started writing fan fiction in high school. When
being an archeologist like Indiana Jones or a Dallas Cowboys Cheerleader didn't
work out, she decided writing was her gig and has wanted to write her own
stories ever since.
Her love of romance started when she
picked up Victoria Holt and Daphne du Maurier and was immediately smitten with
the genre. But she also found another love in the fantasies of Patricia A.
McKillip and Anne McCaffrey. Since she couldn’t decide which genre to pick—and
because she’s a true Gemini—she decided it would be super fun to write
contemporary and fantasy romance. She is a member of Romance Writers of America
and has served on the board of several chapters as president and treasurer.
In her spare time, she enjoys
listening to music, reading, cross-stitching and watching movies. A Native
Texan, she loves castles, dragons, fairies and elves and is an avid Game of
Thrones fan. She can be found online at Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest and
Goodreads.
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