Summoned and Stolen (Summoned Series Romances) by Susan Hayes

battle scarred warrior Lily knew she’d found more than a protector. She’d found a kindred spirit.
    One look into her beautiful eyes, so full of acceptance and trust, sent Kel spiraling into a firestorm of need. His hands gripped Lily’s hips, moving her in time with his thrusts as he claimed her body with his. Light flared around them, as dazzling as the sunshine that shone down in dappled splendor through the trees around them. It surrounded not just Lily, but Kel as well. It was so bright he closed his eyes, the loss of one sense serving to heighten the others. Every touch was ecstasy, every sound a symphony. Her scent was so intoxicating he felt drugged by it. He sheathed himself in the glorious heat of her body again and again. At last, the light around them flared impossibly bright, and her inner walls flexed around his cock tight as a fist as she cried out his name and came.
    “You are so fucking beautiful,” he ground out the words as he continued to move her over his cock, stretching out her orgasm until her wild cries reverberated through the trees. She was so hot and tight around him that he could barely breathe, and when he followed her into bliss his
    balls felt as though they turned inside out as he came harder than he had imagined possible. The light around them faded a little and Lily slumped into his arms, her head falling into the crook of his shoulder.
    “This was a very good idea,” she muttered against his chest.
    “Aye, it was.” Kel dropped several gentle kisses to the crown of her head and simply held her, enjoying their closeness. Glancing around, Kel realized that sometime during their lovemaking Jagged had stopped moving. The horse was currently standing in the middle of a clearing not much bigger than he was, waiting for directions from his rider. Just beyond the clearing the trees began to thin. They’d reached the edge of the forest.
    “It’s time to go, isn’t it?” Lily sighed as she lifted her head to kiss him one last time.
    “You’re not going far. Just make yourself tiny again and tuck yourself into the hood of my cloak. We’ve a long way to go today.”
    “So you’ve said. Will you tell me where we’re going?” Lily asked.
    Kel nodded and released her from the shelter of his arms. “We’re going to the court of Wulfshaven to see the king.”
    “Do you think he’ll help us?”
    Kel knew the moment he’d been dreading had come. It was time to tell Lily the truth about who he was. It was not something he spoke of easily, but she had to know. The silence stretched out between them as he tried to come up with an elegant way to tell her, but in the end, he went with the blunt truth.
    “Aye, I think he will. I doubt His Highness will stand by and let his firstborn son be executed for murdering a duke, especially when the duke in question was plotting treason.”
    “Firstborn son?” Lily repeated, hovering just in front of him. “You?”
    “Aye, little one. I have no last name because I my father never formally recognized me, but I’m the eldest son of the King.” Kel waited for her response, expecting her to either be angry at him for the lie of omission, or be suddenly in awe of his bloodline. Lily did neither, instead she did the last thing he expected of her. She laughed.
    “Of course! All this time I have been wondering why you seem familiar to me. Now I see it. You have your father’s smile.” She tipped her head to one side and looked at him appraisingly. “Actually, you look a little bit like him in general. I’m surprised no one has ever noticed. Does this mean you’re a prince? You certainly don’t act like one.”
    Kel knew he was grinning like a fool, but he couldn’t seem to help it. There were very few people in the world who knew his secret, and none of them had taken it as well as his little temptress. “I’m not a prince, Gods be praised. I’m just a bastard with a powerful father that I haven’t set eyes on in twenty years or so. And