Jane Porter

Bought To Carry His Heir


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       Held captive...

      When Georgia Nielson is asked to be the surrogate for an enigmatic tycoon, she can’t afford to say no. Before she realizes that she’s struck a deal with the devil, she’s trapped on his isolated Greek island, with no escape from the brooding master who stalks its shores!

       Carrying his child!

      Scarred by the loss of his wife, Nikos Panos’s future rests on leaving behind a legacy. But Georgia’s constant presence threatens to unleash the powerful hunger he’s kept caged for so long. If he wants defiant Georgia to submit, he must confront the demons that haunt him...

      The moment Nikos’s mouth touched hers, Georgia jolted, as if she’d stumbled into a live wire. Sensation rushed through her in electric waves, making her shudder.

      Nikos deepened the kiss, his lips parting hers, and she shuddered again at the pleasure of his tongue stroking the inside of her sensitive lower lip and then finding her upper lip.

      It had been ages since she’d kissed anyone. She couldn’t even remember her last kiss.

      Nikos was in total control, drawing her close, his hard body pressed to the length of her as lips and tongue made her melt. She felt hot and explosive, her blood humming in her veins. She shuddered as his hand moved beneath her long hair to cup her nape and then moved down her neck, stirring every nerve-ending in her skin.

      This was unlike any kiss she’d ever known.

      This was shockingly electric.

      Chemistry.

      She fled. It was that or collapse in a puddle on the kitchen floor.

      In her room, she locked the door and leaned against it, legs still shaking.

      What had just happened?

      She’d never felt anything so consuming...pleasure and hunger and something else... something so intense that it continued to ripple through her in hot, dizzying waves.

      Desire. Lust. Need.

      Georgia exhaled slowly, trying to get control, needing to clear her head, and yet all she could feel was the pressure of Nikos’s body against hers and the feel of his mouth...as well as his taste.

      He’d tasted like heat and honey and liquorice. She’d never tasted anything like it. And, God help her, she wanted more.

      New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author JANE PORTER has written forty romances and eleven women’s fiction novels since her first sale to Mills & Boon Modern Romance in 2000. A five-time RITA® Award finalist, Jane is known for her passionate, emotional and sensual novels, and she loves nothing more than alpha heroes, exotic locations and happy-ever-afters. Today Jane lives in sunny San Clemente, California, with her surfer husband and three sons. Visit www.janeporter.com.

      Books by Jane Porter

      Mills & Boon Modern Romance

      The Disgraced Copelands

      His Defiant Desert Queen

      The Fallen Greek Bride

      A Royal Scandal

      His Majesty’s Mistake

      Not Fit for a King?

      The Desert Kings

      King of the Desert, Captive Bride

      The Sheikh’s Chosen Queen

      Greek Tycoons

      At the Greek Boss’s Bidding

      Ruthless

      Hollywood Husband, Contract Wife

      Desert Brides

      The Sheikh’s Disobedient Bride

      A Dark Sicilian Secret Duty, Desire and the Desert King

      Visit the Author Profile page at

      millsandboon.co.uk for more titles.

      Bought to Carry His Heir

       Jane Porter

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      For Megan, Maisey and Carol—

      three gorgeous girls I adore. Thank you for the love and encouragement when I needed it!

      Contents

       Cover

       Back Cover Text

       Introduction

       About the Author

       Title Page

       Dedication

       CHAPTER ONE

       CHAPTER TWO

       CHAPTER THREE

       CHAPTER FOUR

       CHAPTER FIVE

       CHAPTER SIX

       CHAPTER SEVEN

       CHAPTER EIGHT

       CHAPTER NINE

       CHAPTER TEN

       CHAPTER ELEVEN

       CHAPTER TWELVE

       EPILOGUE

       Extract

       Copyright

       CHAPTER ONE

      IT WAS A cold February afternoon