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409 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published July 20, 2010
“Do you get pleasure from inflicting pain, my lord?” Her voice was calm and practical, denying the hurt.
There was a moment’s silence. “Occasionally,” he said after a long moment. “There are times when hurting and being hurt are the only way to feel anything at all.”
“That’s right,” he said, his voice soft and approving. “Now give me your arm and we’ll give you a taste of damnation.”
“Do you really find blasphemy that entertaining?” she said, trying not to start when he took her hand and placed it on his arm.
“Always.”
"Fais ce que tu voudras."
Two hours later Francis Rohan lay naked and stretched across his current lover’s equally naked body. Juliette had always been inventive, and he’d found himself particularly inspired tonight. It was a great shame that he was imagining Elinor Harriman’s body naked beneath, above, in front of his, but Juliette wouldn’t mind as long as he gave her the mind-numbing pleasure she demanded. Indeed, even dear Juliette was worn out this evening, taken to her limit and beyond, until she had to beg him to stop.