Traded to the Desert Sheikh

Traded to the Desert Sheikh
CAITLIN CREWS

You belong to me.In the desert, Sheikh Kavian's word is law. So the defiance of his promised queen, Amaya, who flees after their betrothal ceremony, is intolerable! Kavian's already tasted her sweetness–perhaps his reluctant bride-to-be needs reminding of the pleasure he can give…Once Amaya is back in his kingdom, Kavian commands her total sensual surrender in the secluded harem baths. Amaya fears such all-consuming lust makes her weak, but she's proven she can match his desire. Kavian needs a queen who can endure everything about him–can Amaya face his dark past and embrace her desert destiny?

“I told you to remove your clothes, azizty.”

Kavian’s mouth was so close. Amaya could feel his breath against her lips, particularly when he said the unfamiliar word she was terribly afraid was some kind of endearment. She was afraid that she wanted it to be an endearment—that she was starting down that slippery slope. She could taste him if she only tipped forward—and she would never know how she managed to keep herself from doing exactly that.

She wanted it as much as she feared it. The push and pull of it made her feel something like seasickness, though it certainly wasn’t nausea that pooled in her. Not even close.

“I’m not very good at following orders,” she managed to say.

There was the faintest suggestion of a curve to that grimly sensual mouth, still entirely too near her own.

“Not yet, perhaps,” he said. “But you will become adept and obedient. I will insist.”

Scandalous Sheikh Brides (#ulink_38cfd502-5fe6-560e-b72c-291be952b59e)

And the powerful men who claim them!

In their rival desert kingdoms the word of Rihad al Bakri and Kavian ibn Zayed al Talaas is law.

Nothing and no one stands in the way of these formidable and passionate sheikhs.

Until two exceptional women dare to defy them and turn their carefully controlled worlds upside down.

These men will do whatever it takes to protect their legacies—including claiming these women as their brides before a scandal ensues!

Read Rihad’s story in

Protecting the Desert Heir June 2015

And Kavian and Princess Amaya’s story in

Traded to the Desert Sheikh September 2015

Traded to the

Desert Sheikh

Caitlin Crews

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

USA TODAY bestseller and RITA

Award-nominated author CAITLIN CREWS loves writing romance. She teaches her favourite romance novels in creative writing classes at places like UCLA Extension’s prestigious Writers’ Programme, where she finally gets to utilise the MA and PhD in English Literature she received from the University of York in England. She currently lives in California, with her very own hero and too many pets. Visit her at caitlincrews.com (http://caitlincrews.com).

Contents

Cover (#u6e9c4ac1-87a3-5370-a23c-c9653bb44a03)

Introduction (#u0df51817-6f8b-553a-9461-924ce355a67a)

Scandalous Sheikh Brides (#u1f2c7a3d-4db8-5439-9d42-2b8438f78f84)

Title Page (#u74ab8775-2706-5615-ad14-3a731d50e96d)

About the Author (#u137f6437-dd2b-5741-824c-53ba49042b4b)

CHAPTER ONE (#u5af19a54-628d-51b9-bb09-936a875c4c1e)

CHAPTER TWO (#u086df589-45fc-55a2-88e7-84198e00dd8e)

CHAPTER THREE (#u1ed29998-077a-5ed0-8331-efdf0f550632)

CHAPTER FOUR (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER FIVE (#litres_trial_promo)

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CHAPTER SEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER EIGHT (#litres_trial_promo)

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CHAPTER TWELVE (#litres_trial_promo)

Extract (#litres_trial_promo)

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CHAPTER ONE (#ulink_67cd20e8-79b8-5193-bb9a-d648983c96a6)

SHE HAD NO WARNING.

There had been no telltale men with grim, assessing eyes watching her from the shadows. No strange gaps in conversation when she walked into the small coffee shop in a tiny lakeside village in British Columbia. There hadn’t been any of the usual hang-ups or missed calls on her latest disposable mobile phone that signaled her little noose was drawing tight.

She had a large mug of strong, hot coffee to ward off the late-autumn chill this far north, where snow was plastered across the Canadian Rocky Mountains and the thick clouds hung low. The pastry she chose was cloyingly sweet, but she ate all of it anyway. She checked her email, her messages. There was a new voice mail from her older brother, Rihad, which she ignored. She would call him later, when she was less exposed. When she could be certain Rihad’s men couldn’t track her.

And then she glanced up, some disturbance in the air around her making her skin draw tight in the second before he took the seat across from her at the tiny little café table.

“Hello, Amaya,” he said, with a kind of calm, resolute satisfaction—while everything inside her shifted into one great big scream. “You’ve been more difficult to find than anticipated.”