Read Online A Mighty Quinn Seduction (The Mighty Quinns) by Kate Hoffmann - Free Book Online Page A

the world that matched the sensation of burying himself in the warmth of her body. Every time it happened it was like a revelation. This was what he’d been searching for his whole life, without even knowing it. It was a perfect connection, a mix of desire and emotion that made it impossible to ever get enough. She’d captured his heart and soul and Ian didn’t care. He was happy to exist as her prisoner for the rest of his life.
    He moved inside her, his lips searching out hers until they lost themselves in a desperate kiss. They had both been taken to the limits of their control and the moment her felt her body spasm, Ian let go, joining her in a mutual orgasm that was stunningly powerful.
    It lasted much longer than usual and when they were both spent, he pressed his face into the curve of her neck, gasping to regain his breath. Everything he’d ever wanted in life was here in this bed and he’d do anything necessary to keep it.
    “Now, I know,” he murmured.
    “What?”
    “I never could understand how Henry could risk his kingdom for Anne Boleyn. Or why Edward gave it all up for Wallis Simpson. It was for this.”
    “A naked woman in bed?” she asked.
    “This feeling of utter contentment. As if nothing in the world can defeat me. It’s like a drug I can’t do without.”
    “So if I ask you to go out and battle the Huns and the Vikings and the Spartans to get me something to eat, you’ll do it?”
    Ian looked down at her and smiled. “What is your wish, my queen? How can I be of service?”
    * * *
    T HEY SPENT THE next week immersed in work for the film. Claire understood how fiercely protective Ian was toward his employer. She was the sweetest and kindest woman Claire had ever met and when Claire had told her of her dreams of becoming a novelist, Aileen had given her all sorts of encouragement.
    Ian had broached the subject of the orphanage with Aileen, but she had brushed him off, quickly changing the subject. From what Claire understood, Marlie had taken the same position as Ian had—that if Aileen had wanted to talk about that part of her youth, she would have mentioned it in her biography.
    Claire stared down at the photos she’d spread over the floor of her flat. She’d spent hours gathering visuals that might never appear in the film, but then, not all had been lost. It had given her more time with Ian...not that they really needed the excuse to spend time together anymore.
    They were in a relationship, that much was clear to them both. Though they hadn’t made a formal commitment to each other, it was assumed they were exclusive and not open to dating others. But the thought of actually calling it a relationship frightened her.
    “I don’t do relationships,” she muttered, reaching for a photo. “Or I don’t do them well.”
    A knock sounded on the door of her flat and she glanced over and watched as Ian let himself in with the key she’d provided. They’d fallen into a routine of sorts. He’d spend the day with Aileen and then meet her back at her flat after her work day was done. They’d have dinner and spend the rest of the evening together.
    Sometimes they went out, but usually they passed their evening curled up naked in each other’s arms, making love and talking and making love again until they both fell asleep. In the morning, he’d head off for his work with Aileen and she’d leave for school. In the late afternoon, it would begin again.
    “I found some more photos of the Good Shepherd Orphanage,” Claire said as he closed the door behind him.
    “Where?”
    “In an online archive. We’re going to need to go to Cork and see if they have anymore that aren’t posted online, but I think these should be good.”
    He tossed his things on the table and walked over to her, sitting down on the sofa behind her and peering over her shoulder. “Have you shown them to Dex yet?”
    “I’m going to give them to him tomorrow. I know you and Marlie are against this, but from