HIGHLAND BRIDE



“Are you saying you want a marriage in name only?” Makenna asked.

“I am not a monk, Makenna, nor do I intend to live like one. I am a man who wants sons, and this will be a marriage in every sense of the word,” he vowed before claiming her mouth for his own.

The second his lips touched hers, Makenna felt herself responding. His mouth was warm and soft, silently urging her to comply. Half her mind waited for the feeling of wrongness to take over and end this insanity. But it didn’t feel wrong. It didn’t feel like she was kissing the man who made her curse more in the past twelve months than in all her painful years of training. Colin was teaching her what it was like to be a woman, to kiss like a woman, to feel like a woman. It was incredible, unexpected, and powerful. And Makenna wanted more.

As if they had a will of their own, her arms stole around his neck as her lips parted in a silent plea for him to deepen the kiss. Colin needed no further encouragement. He moved to cradle her head between his hands and urged her to her tiptoes. She complied and he kissed her long and soft and deep, capturing her tongue and drawing it into his own mouth.

Never had a kiss been so satisfying….






Books by Michele Sinclair



THE HIGHLANDER’S BRIDE

TO WED A HIGHLANDER




Published by Zebra Books



To Wed a Highlander





Michele Sinclair









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