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Beast Of Desire (The Knights of White)
Beast Of Desire (The Knights of White) Lisa Renee Jones 0373617836 9780373617838 Asexy eighties song filtered through the air of the elite Padre Island Mens Club, a lush brunette atop an oval stage, swaying to the beat.Dim lights added flavor to a ro
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Beast Of Desire (The Knights of White) by Lisa Renee Jones

Asexy eighties song filtered through the air of the elite Padre Island Mens Club, a lush brunette atop an oval stage, swaying to the beat.Dim lights added flavor to a room designed for sin and seduction, dancers scattered at various other locations throughout the room, working the music and the men. In the far corners the walls were lined with couches for those who wanted to remain discreet, while private shows were available for those willing to pay the price.Preferring both his entertainment and his women full of excitement, Des had chosen to sit front and center, at the edge of the stage. Here he had a perfect view of the dancer who called herself Veronica as she seduced the audience with her curvy hips and inviting, full breasts.Beside him, two of his fellow Knights of White, Rinehart and Rock, each nursed a beer. Des preferred the bigger bite of tequila. He was immortal, after all. It wasnt as if the stuff was going to kill him. Even getting a buzz, for their kind, was nearly impossible.Veronica eased closer, kneeling in front of Des as she sang the words of the song. Then she turned the song into a question. Do you think Im a nasty girl? she whispered.I dont think, mi hermosa, Des murmured in a low voice, his hungry eyes taking in her naked body, her pebbled nipples. I know.Shed been quite the feast two weekends before. A hot Mexican mama who matched his heritage and did a good job of trying to match his lust. But as good as that night had been, he wouldnt be repeating it. He never allowed himself to repeat. Repeat performances invited questions about his past, about his life, that he didnt welcome.Talk, no. Sex, yes.Besides, tonight was about Rock, not him. The kid had it bad for their Healer, Marisol, which meant he was out of luck. Healers were considered off-limits, forbidden physical pleasure, a rule Marisol took seriously despite her own obvious desire for Rock. In other words, the consequences of following her desire would be some deep trouble. Of course, helping the kid was no easy task. Rock really was as stubborn as a rock, though Des doubted thats what the name meant to the kid. How ironic hed chosen his immortal name to be something so fitting. They all chose one name to define their existence within the Knights, something special to them and them alone, leaving behind their pastor at least trying to forget what once was.With Rinehart as an accomplice, Des had convinced the kid to join them for a night out, with one agenda in mindhooking Rock up with a woman. This particular dancers flavor of nasty was exactly the kind of distraction Rock needed.Des drew a C-note from his pocket and leaned toward the stage. The Knights had money and he didnt mind using his. Theyd all been given healthy trust funds after completing their training; money to live on. Hed been smart and invested his money well, though he didnt share that little bit of information with the others. If they were smart, they had as well. An eternity of living demanded funds. Besides, Des would be damned if the lack of money would ever make him feel beneath anyone again. Hed been there, done that, was never doing it again.Motioning the woman forward, Des whispered in her ear. She leaned back and smiled, waiting patiently for her reward. Sliding his fingers up her thigh, he placed the money under her garter. She stood and walked toward the stairs in a sexy strut.Tell me you didnt, Rock said, running a hand over his short, sandy brown hair, a muscle in his jaw jumping.Des eyed Rinehart, an ex-military man who sat arms crossed, cowboy hat pulled low over his buzzcut, shadowing his eyes. Tell me you did, he said. Eyes that were normally cold and calculating now twinkled with mischief.Come on, Rock, Des said. You know you have to.Each Knight possessed a soul, but each had also been touched by a Beast. Each had turned into a demon later saved by Sal

Author: Lisa Renee Jones

Language: English

Binding: Mass Market Paperback

Pages: 288

Publisher: Harlequin Nocturne

Publication Date: 2008-02-26

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ISBN: 0373617836


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