He knew he would never have her, but he could not go to his grave not knowing how sweet she tasted. It was as wrong as it could possibly be, a betrayal of all he stood for as a knight, as de Longley’s most trusted warrior, but he didn’t care. He had to taste her. With his free hand, he grasped her under the chin and pulled her around to face him. His hand enveloped half of her head, her silk
