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Series: Her British Stepbrother #1
Genres: Romance, Contemporary, Fiction, Taboo
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Also by this author: The Gilded Cage, The Gilded Chain
He's her first. He's her everything. He's her . . . stepbrother.
Kat has always been a good girl. She studies hard and never stays out too late. But when sitting in a pub on her birthday, she realizes she's a nineteen-year-old virgin who's never really lived. And she wants tonight to be the night that changes.
Then she sees him walk in. He's tall, dark, handsome, and straight out of her deepest fantasies. His voice makes her knees feel weak, and when he smiles, she imagines him doing wicked things to her in bed. From the look in his eyes, she knows he's imagining it too. So when he asks if he can walk her home, she hears herself whisper yes . . .
ARC provided by Author/Publisher for honest review.
This is the first installment in Lauren Smith’s Her British Stepbrother series. Forbidden starts with Kat starting a journey into living. Making friends, memories, and letting loose of some of the things that have held her back. Step one is derailed by a sexy Brit with drugging kisses.
Tristen has a legacy to live, he’s going to be an Earl. It’s not the life he wants to live, it’s an obligation that he’s bucking at every chance. When Kat stumbles into him, things suddenly change. Like a cosmic force has taken over and his playboy ways come crashing to a halt. The only thing he wants is the one thing he can never keep — Kat.
I love Lauren Smith, as an author of multiple genres she’s proven herself time and again that she can spin a story and keep to entranced. I really enjoyed Forbidden, I’m looking forward to see where the series will lead. I’ll admit, this is fairly predictable. But it’s expected considering we already know from the title they are going to somehow end up as step-siblings.
There are a few places that are a little cheesy, a little slow, and a whole lot of insta-love — which was again expected in a book of this sub-genre. If you like stepbrother romance or even just sexy alpha men with accents (yum) this would be a great read for a lazy cold winter day.
He made her think of Hades, the dark god of the Netherworld, in search of his sweet, innocent lover Persephone.
“I find you fascinating,” Tristan said. Their faces were so close, his lips a mere breath from hers, and it made her head spin a little with a strange, excited dizziness. His gaze dropped to her lips as his voice softened to a low murmur. “I made a promise tonight, and I won’t break it, even it if bloody well kills me.”
Kat shivered and when she spoke her voice was husky. “But after tonight?”
With a curve of his lips, Tristan leaned in half an inch closer. “After tonight…I could fuck you here, in this bed and leave you so sated you’d wouldn’t want to get up for days. The things I could do to you to make you purr, make you moan and beg… After being with me, no other man would satisfy you.” The tips of their noses brushed as he leaned a tiny bit closer. Every muscle in her body tensed in heady anticipation, and her heart thudded against her ribs so hard it hurt.
Those images his words created, his body on top of hers, his weight trapping her while he owned her in every way…why did it sound so wonderful and frightening all at the same time?
Kat’s lips parted, but no words came out at first. He seemed like a man who before now got everything he ever wanted. She didn’t want to be another thing he got simply because he wanted it. She was a woman worth fighting for, and Kat wanted him to earn it. Her father used to say “a good man will climb to the highest branch for the ripest apple, rather than pluck the low hanging fruit.” She deserved a man who was willing to work for her.
“But not tonight,” she replied softly, almost teasing. Her heart pounded at a wild pace and her hands shook as she clenched them together.
As though it were the most natural thing in the world, he slid an arm around her waist, pulling her into his body. Her hands came up on instinct, settling on his chest, but she didn’t push him away.
“Not tonight,” he agreed. “But that one kiss at the Pickerel? It was only the beginning.” His arm around her waist tightened.
His words, so determined and confidant, made her shiver. There was no denying his confidence was appealing, but this was her sex life they were talking about. She had never been the type of girl to just give in to a guy, so why was saying yes so tempting?