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Julia Williamson translates an ancient love spell that takes her back in time and into the body of Julia, Caesar’s niece. Awakening in a strange time is shocking enough, but then she is to be presented to a Gladiator for a night of heated sex.
Marcus Atronius Magunnus wasn’t expecting the lady of wealth requesting his services to be the woman he has yearned for from afar. He shares more than a night of ecstasy within her welcoming arms-he offers his heart.
In the arena, Marcus defies her uncle, Julius Caesar, to honor her, thus condemning him to Caesar’s wrath. Julia wins Marcus in a wager, but their happiness is shadowed by the ever present danger of the angered Emperor. Together they must face the challenges and find the strength to love despite the ever looming threat of death.
*This was previously published in 2007.
EXCERPT:
“Come here, Julia.”
She froze as he waited for her to respond to his command. Part of her wanted to have him wrap those powerful arms around her and protect her from this strange world. It was all so much to take in one day. But then again, he looked the part of a Gladiator, a condemned slave of Rome living through brute strength and combative skill. She had no idea if he was a brute or a gentle man.
Glancing up into those striking blue eyes, she sensed he would not hurt her. Something inside told her she could trust him. An overpowering need to be protected washed through her as she moved quickly into his awaiting arms.
She laid her cheek against his muscled chest, his manacled arms encircled her. The feel of his warm flesh about her was oddly comforting. She wrapped her arms around him as they stood in silence except for the clanking and scraping of his chains.
He nuzzled her hair and inhaled deeply, his hold on her tightening slightly.
“You’re just as I always imagined, Julia, warm, soft and sweet.”
She looked up into his face as he studied her features, memorizing each line.
“How do you know me?”
“As a Royal Guard to Caesar, I saw you many times.”
“Of course.” She had almost forgotten he had mentioned she was Julius’ niece. His history flooded her mind. The conquests. The affair with Cleopatra. His assassination. What year was it anyway?
His finger lightly traced her chin and stroked the skin along her jaw. All worries washed away and Julia became entranced under Marcus’s magical touch. His lips brushed over her forehead along her hairline, his warm breath sending tingles along her skin. It was hard to believe such a simple act could be so erotic and arousing.
Her fingertips grazed over the hardened muscles of his back and a small moan escaped her lips.
“Ever since I saw you those years ago, only you have haunted my dreams, Julia,” he breathed softly against her hair. “To have you here, now, I can hardly believe my own senses.” His arms pulled her body harder to his as his lips tasted her neck’s tender skin. “How can this condemned slave show his gratitude?”
Julia’s lips parted and she inhaled deeply, taking in his intoxicating scent of sandalwood and male. His lips were doing incredible things to her senses as his hands awakened the sensual being she had never known existed. Finally she breathed out her wish as her eyelids fluttered closed, “Take me.”
It was all the invitation he needed. His fingers worked the closure to her cloak open, causing the rich green fabric pool at her feet. He began molding his hands to her soft curves over the thin fabric of her sheath. It gave way easily to his touch, as he pushed it aside to reveal the creamy skin of her breast.
She gasped as his hot mouth enclosed over a taut nipple. She leaned back in his arms allowing him better access to continue his assault upon her body. He licked and sucked one breast, tantalizing and awakening her passions, moaning as he stopped his mouth’s ministrations to her breast. He then gave the same attention to the other. Molten liquid filled her. Her sex yearned for his touch.
Just when she felt like she would orgasm at the attention he gave to her breasts, his hand gathered her dress up allow access to her cleft. His finger slipped through her folds and into moist heat. At one simple touch to her swollen clit, she shattered in his arms. Her hands clutched his shoulders for support as she rode the waves of pleasure rolling through her body.
