Free Savage Conquest by Janelle Taylor

seemed to be in showing
Amanda her own feelings.
    "You said it was wrong to see me. But isn't it worse
to marry one man when you have such strong
feelings of desire for another?" The moment he made
his rash statement, he regretted it.
    "And who might I desire more than Weber, my
conceited rake?" she questioned.
    He chuckled. "I see you know whom I was
referring to, but not from conceit, Mandy." As his
thumb gently rubbed over her quivering lips, he
vowed tenderly, "No woman has ever kissed me as
you did."
    "If I misled you, Reis, I'm sorry. You do have a
cunning way of clouding a woman's senses. I've been
under a great strain lately, and I wasn't myself. If
you'll excuse me, I'll be leaving."
    "You're misleading yourself, Mandy, not me. As to
clouding senses, you're the expert there. Before you
make your decision, just realize that marriage is
forever," he warned gravely.
    "Forever," she echoed the word as if it were a death
sentence which she couldn't avoid.

    "Look at me, Mandy, and tell me you love him,"
he insisted.
    "Why else would I marry a man?" she eluded his
trap.
    "I damn well intend to discover that answer," he
stated boldly. Reis caught her face between his hands
and lowered his head to fuse their lips. When she
tried to prevent this stirring assault on her warring
senses, he skillfully parted her lips, probing the
sweetness of her mouth. His arms entrapped her as he
invaded her heart and mind.
    Amanda didn't know how many times Reis kissed
her, but she knew she didn't want him to stop. Her
arms encircled his body as she feverishly responded to
his rapturous invitation. Reis's hands wandered up
and down her back, causing tingles to sweep over her
entire body. An age-old craving grew at her core,
spreading its need over her quivering and fiery flesh.
    Amanda snuggled up to Reis as he nestled his face
into her fragrant hair. Such yearning filled her, a
yearning to explore this fierce aching which plagued
her very soul. A soft groan escaped her parted lips as
Reis's hand drifted over a firm breast, his palm
stroking the taut point through her dress. When his
tongue danced merrily around her ear, she shuddered
with intense need. Soon, his mouth fastened onto
hers, taking her beyond the limits of reality.
    She swayed in his embrace as his hands and lips
worked magical wonders over her face and body. The
tension built within her until she ardently meshed
her mouth with his and unknowingly dug her nails into his back as she tried to pull him even closer to
her. She desperately wanted him; nothing and no one
else mattered now. She instinctively knew the only
way to appease such an awesome hunger, and she
was willing to feed it then and there. Whatever might
happen after this blissful moment of wild passion,
she knew she must have Reis Harrison this one time.

    Reis was snared by his own trap, too enflamed to
think or care about anything but making love to
Amanda. He trembled with the urgency which raced
through his smoldering frame. He wanted her,
needed her completely.
    "Yield to me, love," he urged hoarsely. "You're
driving me wild. I hurt all over with wanting you.
You can't marry Web, Mandy; he's no good for you.
He can't make you feel the way I do. If you loved him,
you wouldn't be in my arms. Forget that heartless
Reb," he pleaded earnestly, unaware of his rash error
which struck Amanda forcefully.
    It took Reis a while to realize Amanda was pushing
him away from her, that she was suddenly resisting
him with all her might. "Let go of me, Reis. Stop or
I'll scream," she threatened wildly.
    Reis leaned away from her. "Mandy?" he whispered huskily.
    "I'm not some harlot to be rolled on the floor," she
panted at him. "Stop doing this to me. You don't
want me; you only want to hurt Weber. I don't know
why, but I won't let you use me like this! Get out of
my life and stay out," she demanded weakly, hardly
aware of what she was saying but aware of how she was