In a world where reputation is everything, The Honourable Olivia Trevillion dares to leave hers behind. Boarding Captain Luke Crowe’s merchant ship, she risks the social ruin that awaits any woman who steps outside the rigid boundaries of Regency society.
Olivia must choose between finding her missing brother and preserving her name, and she doesn’t hesitate—even if it means surrendering her innocence to the forceful Luke.
But fate has more in store for Olivia than a tarnished reputation. Captured by a pirate, on the shores of a remote Caribbean island, she is drawn into the thrilling, dangerous world of Captain Marcus McEwen, a man who awakens her spirit for adventure—and her heart.
When Olivia’s journey carries her back to England, she faces the merciless whispers of Regency society. In a world of harsh judgment, she discovers an unlikely ally in Captain William Hartford, a man willing to see past her scarred reputation and into the heart of the woman she’s become.
Olivia learns that love can be a force as fierce as any storm. But when Luke, Marcus, and William unite to protect her as she defends her home from ruthless smugglers, her heart is stirred, pulling her in three different directions and in ways she’d never imagined.
Join Olivia as she faces a clash of love, loyalty and duty, on the high seas as this sweeping tale of adventure and passion unfolds.
Her Three Captains is a captivating romance, where love is Olivia’s most daring adventure of all.
Be Warned: multiple partners
Excerpt:
Beneath the bedcovers, Luke grappled with her nightshift. Hoisting it above her waist, he ran his fingers along the length of her thighs until he reached her mons. With the ease of someone who knew what he was doing, he slid his finger into the folds of her crevice until he found her swollen nub.
She gasped and squirmed against his hand, pressing herself nearer to him as he worked his magic.
Gently, he eased a finger into her womanhood, and then another followed. He was stretching her, spreading her wide, and her juices were flowing. As his fingers pumped in and out of her slit, his thumb beat rhythmically down on her clitoris, and she felt an intense pressure building inside her. Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her. Unable to hold back, she rubbed herself against him, wanting a release from the spasms of decadence he was inflicting on her.
She felt wanton, shameless, and she was enjoying every caress Luke offered.
He wasn’t forcing her to comply with his demands, but not knowing what he wanted, she was only too eager to do his bidding and learn the art of lovemaking from him.
“Don’t stop,” she whispered. “Please, faster, harder…” she begged. And with a few flicks of his fingers against the throbbing hardness of her nub, she climaxed.
Over and over, she came, and as she called out his name, she buried her face in the curve of his neck and gasped her release. Her nails dug into his back as she crested to heights she had never known before.
He had taken her to the dizzying peak of an orgasm. She was spent, but he hadn’t finished with her. As she made to cover her modesty with her nightshirt, he stopped her.
“We’re not done,” he warned. “I think I deserve some fulfillment, don’t you?”
She quivered with arousal. He kissed her, but it wasn’t a gentle kiss of tenderness. It was a brutal kiss of hunger. He wanted her and his urgency was apparent.
One of his legs pressed between her thighs and then the other followed. Luke spread her wide, and while resting his elbows on either side of her body, lifting his crushing weight from her, he positioned his manhood at her entrance.
She was wet, and she could feel her juices oozing from her. Having teased her cavern open with his swollen cock, he gave a long, drawn-out groan of satisfaction and entered.
