The Devil Take You #MySexySaturday

This week My Sexy Saturday belongs to Gard Marschand and Braelynn Galbraith and an excerpt from my second historical romance with MuseItUp Publishing, The Devil Take You. 

(and again, for the sake of continuity, the excerpt contains more than 7 paragraphs—but only a couple)

Blurb:

Scotland—1307—During the Scottish Wars of Independence

Gard Marschand will stop at nothing in his pursuit to regain what is lost. Concealing his true identity, he will associate with his enemies, kill his own countrymen, even sell his soul to the devil if all else fails. He will lie, cheat, steal, rape and siege his way across two countries gaining power and reputation in his malevolent wake. His determination all consuming, until King Edward commands Gard to lay siege on Ross-shire holding, where Braelynn Galbraith obliterates his single-minded purpose.

Braelynn Galbraith wants peace for her beloved Scotland, marriage to her childhood sweetheart, Callum, and a house full of children. In that order. But evil incarnate in the form of Gard Marschand, turns her life inside out and destroys all hope of a decent marriage.


Can Gard abandon his deep-seated need of revenge for a love that might just save his soul, or will he succumb to the demons that hound him and surrender to the devil within?

Excerpt: Gard gives Brae a lesson in wielding a dirk for her own protection—especially against him

Brae wrapped her hand around the handle of the dirk aiming for his throat, pausing as she felt resistance from his skin. It was his turn to still.

“Very good,” he murmured wickedly. His dark eyes glittered as he looked up at her from her exposed breasts. She watched as they rose and fell very near his full lips. If she’d gained the upper hand, why did she still feel like he had all the power?

“Are ya willin’ ta use it, Brae? Will ya end my life ta save yer own?” His obsidian orbs glittered with eagerness.

“Ya arena threatenin’ me life.”

“But I am threatenin’ yor person. Ya wouldna survive this, Braelynn. Ye are too delicate ta come back from someone invadin’ yor body wit’ force.”

“Ye have already done evrathin’ but ta me.”

“Tha’s it, be angry. Use yor anger. Draw strength from it.” His eyes glittered again, the black shining like onyx and she knew he was up to something else. He kept his eyes on hers. With his tongue he slowly licked her nipple. Her lips parted as the fear left her and that strange tingle only he could create began again. The nerve endings in her breasts now somehow connected much lower, where his hardness pressed against her firmly. She should be outraged, scandalized by his actions. But the sensations unleashed, unexpectedly good, left her wanting more.

“Stop me, Brae,” he whispered, his warm breath spreading chills over her. To her utter shame her nipple hardened. The tip of his tongue circled it, slow and gentle, his eyes never leaving hers. “Caisg mi,” he repeated before his lips closed around the nub. His eyes closed as he groaned, shifting his body between her legs. If he honestly wanted her to stop him, he should not speak to her in Gaelic for it only added to his draw for her. She dropped the dirk shifting her fingers into his hair. Her body relaxed under him. God forgive her, she didn’t want to stop him.

He laved her flesh, his hand coming to rest on her other breast, as he continued to rock against her. Brae closed her eyes as she let the sensation take her away.

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Have a Sexy Saturday!