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Captive For The Sheikh's Pleasure
CAROL MARINELLI
His sinful desert seduction…Sheikh Ilyas al-Razim was born to be king. He won’t let anything stand in his way, especially not the waitress daring to think she can blackmail him! It’s his duty to protect his family’s honour—even if it means taking impossibly stunning Maggie Delaney as his hostage…Beneath the starlit skies of Zayrinia’s desert, defiant Maggie convinces Ilyas she is innocent of his accusations. No longer his prisoner, Maggie is free to return home…yet now she’s held captive by their smouldering raw desire! Dare she surrender to the pleasure this desert prince promises?
His sinful desert seduction...
Sheikh Ilyas al-Razim was born to be king. He wonât let anything stand in his way, especially not the waitress daring to think she can blackmail him! Itâs his duty to protect his familyâs honorâeven if it means taking impossibly stunning Maggie Delaney as his hostage...
Beneath the starlit skies of Zayriniaâs desert, defiant Maggie convinces Ilyas she is innocent of his accusations. No longer his prisoner, Maggie is free to return home...yet now sheâs held captive by their smoldering raw desire! Dare she surrender to the pleasure this desert prince promises?
Ilyasâs mouth moved with hers and the scent of him was enticing.
Maggie found that her hands had moved to his chest and then upwards, so that her arms linked around his neck as she accepted the sensual bliss of his tongue.
This was a kiss, Maggie thought. The caress of his tongue was welcomed by hers and the taste of them together was divine.
Maggie found herself aching to be held more fiercely, to know completely his embrace, and yet he kissed her as if they had all the time in the world.
They had all the time he required, Maggie thought suddenly, for she was, after all, his prisoner. And at that crude dawning realisation she pulled back.
Ilyas had anticipated that she wouldâthe attraction between them was undeniable, and yet he had known she would fight it.
Her breath was ragged and her eyes blinked rapidly as he continued to hold her face. Their lips were moist and their chests were close to touching.
Maggie opened her mouth to speak, but then closed it, for she didnât know what to say.
âPlease.â She looked at him. âThat was a mistake.â
âIt didnât feel like one,â Ilyas answered. âIt still doesnât.â
Ruthless Royal Sheikhs (#u4f7e2511-7b80-5bd4-b24f-fe24d65d670f)
Two royal brothersâ
bound by duty, but driven by desire!
A born leader and a playboy princeâ¦
But nothing is more important to Ilyas and
Hazin al-Razim than honouring their royal birthright!
Until their searing passion for two beautiful and fiery
women challenges everything theyâve ever known and these Sheikhs wonât rest until theyâve claimed them!
Discover Ilyas and Maggieâs story
Captive for the Sheikhâs Pleasure
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Captive for the Sheikhâs Pleasure
Carol Marinelli
www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)
CAROL MARINELLI recently filled in a form asking for her job title. Thrilled to be able to put down her answer, she put âwriterâ. Then it asked what Carol did for relaxation and she put down the truthââwritingâ. The third question asked for her hobbies. Well, not wanting to look obsessed, she crossed her fingers and answered âswimmingââbut, given that the chlorine in the pool does terrible things to her highlights, Iâm sure you can guess the real answer!
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Contents
Cover (#u1913f584-e42a-5119-897a-89269e1c5b2c)
Back Cover Text (#uadce529e-c70c-5319-806d-53b0f57a7c89)
Introduction (#u97b0323c-5dc5-52b1-b8f5-78b60f66ac13)
Ruthless Royal Sheikhs (#ue648b35d-8727-5a8d-a2c8-a230042502e9)
Title Page (#u18a5480d-7641-59b7-93ec-9124d7e43d0f)
About the Author (#ufc72bd3c-d722-5952-82d7-d40b99e5a97d)
CHAPTER ONE (#u9e515da5-f8a5-51bb-baa0-bef0b0bcb5c2)
CHAPTER TWO (#ud74f1645-a320-5052-805a-4caa197eade0)
CHAPTER THREE (#u14c49095-fac9-5538-91e6-ffdb733a4a85)
CHAPTER FOUR (#ufdd64b1c-45c4-5f6a-8bd4-ccf6e815a24d)
CHAPTER FIVE (#litres_trial_promo)
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CHAPTER ONE (#u4f7e2511-7b80-5bd4-b24f-fe24d65d670f)
âI WOULD NEVER have gone if youâd told me!â
Maggie Delaney was less than impressed as she made her way back to the hostel in Zayrinia with her roommate Suzanne.
Red-haired and with fair skin, Maggie had caught far too much of the Arabian sun but it wasnât that which was concerning her nowâthe innocent boat trip Maggie had been expecting had been far from that! âIt was practically an orgy.â
âI didnât know how it was going to turn out,â Suzanne said. âI honestly thought that weâd be snorkelling. Oh, come on, Maggie, loosen up!â
Maggie had been told that rather too many times in her lifetime and especially over the past year.
She wasnât particularly close to Suzanne. They had met a few months ago when they had been working at the same bar and had caught up by chance here in Zayrinia.
For Maggie it was the end of a year-long working holiday and it had been the most amazing year of her life. She had travelled across Europe and Asia and had saved just enough money to go a little off the beaten path on her return journey home. She had squeezed in a stopover in Zayrinia on the last leg of her journey but, even prior to landing, Maggie had promptly fallen in love with the place.
Looking out of the window as the plane had turned in its path she had watched the desert give way to a stunning cityâglittering high-rise buildings contrasted with an ancient walled citadel. And then on the final approach they had flown over the glistening ocean and the harbour lined with luxurious yachts. At her first glimpse of Zayrinia, Maggie had found herself entranced.
Today was the anniversary of her motherâs death and so she had awoken feeling somewhat low. Then Suzanne had told her that she had a plus-one ticket on a boating trip out to the coral reef.
Maggieâs trepidation had started even before boarding.
Instead of a snorkelling boat, they had approached a seriously luxurious yacht but Suzanne had waved away her concerns when Maggie had voiced them.
âMy treatââ Suzanne had smiled ââbefore you head back to London. Are you looking forward to going home?â
Maggie had thought for a moment and had been just about to answer when Suzanne had cut in, âSorry, that was insensitive, given that you donât have anyone waiting there for you.â
Suzanneâs insensitive apology had hurt more than the original comment, but Maggie simply hadnât known how to respond. She had told Suzanne ages ago that she had been in and out of foster and care homes since she was seven and didnât have any family.
âOr do you have people waiting?â Suzanne persisted. âDo you still see any of your foster families?â
âNo!â
Maggieâs response was swift and a touch harsh. She was well aware that she came across as rather brusque at times. It was something she had been trying to work on during her year away. But opening up to others didnât come easily at all and Suzanne had touched on a very raw nerve. At the age of twelve, Maggie had been promised the world; for a few short months she had believed she was a part of a family. It had happened once before.
A year after her mother had died a young couple had taken her in, but their marriage had broken up and she had gone back to care. For a while she had received birthday and Christmas cards but they had petered out. It had hurt, of course, though nothing compared to what had happened a few years later when another family had taken her in. Maggie had expected nothing by then, but Diane, her foster mother, had insisted on giving Maggie the world before coldly taking it back.
It was something Maggie did her level best not to think about; she hadnât even told her best friend, Flo, what had happened that awful day.
âI have friends,â Maggie said, trying not to sound too defensive and trying not to let Suzanne hear her hurt.
âOf course you do,â Suzanne said. âItâs not the same, though, is it?â
Maggie didnât answer.
Suzanne often left her feeling rather sideswiped. Maggie was trying to be more trusting and open with people, but it didnât come easily. She was very aware that she was a touch cynical and always kept her guard up. Sheâd had to in some of the places she had lived.
