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Pirates of the Mist (BookStrand Publishing Romance)
     

Pirates of the Mist (BookStrand Publishing Romance)

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by Tracy Ranson
 

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[BookStrand Historical Romance, Time-Travel] Old legends told a tale of a pirate curse placed on the town of Mystic Harbor, death to anyone on the beach the night of the anniversary of the pirate Tristan Hamilton's death. The fog, thick and white, rolls in from the sea at midnight. Michaela tries to outrun it, but it was too quick for her. When she awakens, she finds

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[BookStrand Historical Romance, Time-Travel] Old legends told a tale of a pirate curse placed on the town of Mystic Harbor, death to anyone on the beach the night of the anniversary of the pirate Tristan Hamilton's death. The fog, thick and white, rolls in from the sea at midnight. Michaela tries to outrun it, but it was too quick for her. When she awakens, she finds more than she bargained for aboard Tristan Hamilton's ship. Tristan Hamilton, a legendary pirate, doesn't know what to make of the strange lass aboard his ship. Where did she come from? Through dangerous waters and pirates, Tristan and Michaela form a deep and passionate love that would stand the test of time. Looming over them, besides the dangers that threaten their love, is Michaela's knowledge of his history and future. Will she let history take its course or alter it and risk a possible paradox in her own time? ** A BookStrand Mainstream Romance

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781606010679
Publisher:
Siren-BookStrand
Publication date:
08/30/2008
Sold by:
Barnes & Noble
Format:
NOOK Book
File size:
771 KB

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Tristan reveled in the marvels of her flesh, unmarked by time or experience. The more he touched her, the more she came alive under his hands. Her body was smooth and sweet smelling and tasting. She was strong and young with her supple body. Yards of chestnut hair floated around her head like a halo, begging for him to bury his hands in the strands. He couldn't help himself. Each time he touched her, he delighted in the emotions he evoked within her. After that first time he kissed those delicate dewy slivers, he was not only intrigued with her but hungered to possess her body and soul. Finally, his dream was on the verge of coming true.

Spreading the shirt wide, Tristan moved down lower as he tasted the sweetness of her. He stopped only to toy with her navel before moving down. Her belly, perfectly flat, was indented like an hourglass, unlike most of the women he had ever taken to bed. They had mostly been older and used up with the rigors of being a courtesan and childbearing. Michaela was neither.

He could not help but wonder about her completely. How did she come to be on his ship? Was she heaven sent to save his soul from the pits of hell? Whatever the reason for her presence, he was glad of it.

Taking her moans of ecstasy as an invitation, he loosened the tie on her breeches and pulled them down, exposing her privates to him. When she had first arrived, she had no hair but during her stay, small curls of dark hair started to appear. He grinned. He liked the smoothness but a bit of hair was just as good.

Gingerly, he parted her lips and reveled in the scent climbing up from between the delicate folds. Unable to resist the sweet perfume, he removed her breecheswith quick strokes and returned, parting the slivers of delight.

With practiced movements, he ran his finger along the moist slit and dipped inside slightly, noticing the tightness. She was definitely a virgin.

Bending his head, he licked at the tiny bud between those lips and felt the flesh blossom as she cried out. Hungrily, he took the ripening nub in his mouth. His tongue danced over her core. She shivered at the feel and buried her hand in his hair. Out of instinct, she pulled him closer as her hips rose and met his every stroke. "Pl.... please.... Tristan," she begged in ragged breaths, "don't tease me anymore. Make love to me."

Tristan needed no further invitation. He ripped the clothes from his body as well as his weapons, tossing them aside. Passionately, he licked up the slim legs, the hair returning there as well, feeling as soft as the dew on rose petals.

"Wait, Tristan," she said breathlessly, sitting up slightly. "You've seen me so now I want to see you."

He complied with her wishes, her body crying out for him. In the golden glow of the fire, Michaela's breath caught in her chest. She didn't expect him to be so exquisite. Hard pectorals tempted her to touch the ripe flesh and appeared as though a sculptor carved him out of granite. Thick arms and shoulders comprised his upper body, tapering down to a narrow waist. Dark hair covered the apex where his hips met his thighs, his hard penis standing out from the forest of fiery red curly hair. She touched him on the already moist tip. Tristan drew a hard breath. "You do not know what you do to me, Michaela," he murmured as her hand covered him, holding him gently.

Michaela said nothing as she held him and let her thumb caress the tip. Despite the fact this would be her first sexual experience, she wasn't frightened. It was almost as if Tristan was the man she waited for. Lowering her head, she took him into her mouth for a moment and tasted the saltiness of the tip. She reveled in the emotions she gave him in return. Her senses reached new levels the moment she felt his large hands bury in her hair and held her steady.

Just as she started to lick the shaft, Tristan withdrew from her. His retreat puzzled her. "What's wrong?"

Tristan eased her down onto the blanket. "Nothing, my dear but I will go mad if I do not make love to you this moment." He eased himself between her legs.

She welcomed him in her arms as the musky scent of their desire filled the air. "I've wanted to have sex with you as well, Tristan," she confessed. "I don't know what's going to happen tomorrow or what will become of us, but I want this night to be magical. Something I can keep with me always and a memory I can visit when the nights are cold and lonely."

"As do I." Tristan captured her lips with his and sent her body spinning to dizzying heights.

His hands traveled up and down her body before settling between her legs. Tristan teased her with his finger, diving in and out of her, making her completely wet.

Suddenly, she felt the tip of his penis nudging at her vagina, frightening her. Instinctively, she tried to close her legs, but Tristan was too quick. He stroked her legs until they fell open naturally. Wrapping them around his strong waist, Tristan nudged her again.

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Pirates of the Mist 3.3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 8 reviews.
spinndiva More than 1 year ago
This e book is littered with spelling mistakes. The entire setup seems somehow so rushed. Like some TV drama. Just quickly get everything in the 30 minute time frame! Some of the scenarios don't make any sense and somehow vital descriptions seem to miss entirely. For example what where the 'strange' clothes she was wearing when she woke up on the ship? Nowhere is it mentioned what she was wearing in the beginning. I checked! Twice! (at least not in a way that I could recognize the articles of clothing in question) The main two characters don't know what they want. Their feelings seem to come unprovoked and out of nowhere. Words are repeated within the same sentence. e.g."It seemed like forever before she could force herself to wash herself with the water." Sentences like this one abound! Bad style. Not that I expect Shakespeare's style in a romance novel, but, by golly, a bit of literary grace does not hurt. To say I am disappointed is understating it. One good point I have to make about the book? The cover art. Nice styling! For once not the "windswept beauty" one has to endure on the rest of the covers. However: this book is not worth the money, no matter how little is charged!
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