Fire Song

Kassia closed her eyes, her body trembling, as Graelam caressed her lips with his fingertips, then lowered his head and kissed the warm satiny softness of her flesh, where no man had ever touched her before. She had not willingly chosen to become the wife of this bold English knight who had brought her to his castle, carried her to his waiting bed, and threatened to conquer her throbbing senses in a whirlwind of passion.

Graelam's powerful arms crushed Kassia against him, as he unfastened her velvet gown. Her beauty was breathtaking, irresistible, and arouse him to a fiery passion. But her unyielding pride drove him to a savage rage. Marriage had made him master of her body, but now a rising fire-hot need demanded more than submission. He must claim her complete surrender with the dark ecstasy of love.