Candlelight Ecstasy, Series by Anne N. Reisser

Though she struggled to maintain control, Andrea couldn't deny the waves of pleasure coursing through her body as his strong hands caressed her knowingly. Breck Carlson -- blond, blue-eyed, towering above her like a Ming warrior. His vigor and ambition had always gotten him everything he wanted in life. But Andrea was not to be so easily won. She had sworn she would never surrender to a casual affair. Did he love her.. moreThough she struggled to maintain control, Andrea couldn't deny the waves of pleasure coursing through her body as his strong hands caressed her knowingly. Breck Carlson -- blond, blue-eyed, towering above her like a Ming warrior. His vigor and ambition had always gotten him everything he wanted in life. But Andrea was not to be so easily won. She had sworn she would never surrender to a casual affair. Did he love her... or did he mean to take her as a proud warrior takes a woman and leave her eager for a fresh conquest? less

With his startling green eyes and jet black hair, he looked like a panther. And he was rumored to be a man who loved the hunt but walked away free while his prey lay bleeding... Morgain McMichaels didn't need to be told. One look and she knew. When he found out she was his mechanic, he was shocked. When he learned she was his pilot, he was outraged. But he would gladly have her as his victim. Well, he was in for another surprise. If Gareth Hammond's markings were plain, Morgain's were not... moreWith his startling green eyes and jet black hair, he looked like a panther. And he was rumored to be a man who loved the hunt but walked away free while his prey lay bleeding... Morgain McMichaels didn't need to be told. One look and she knew. When he found out she was his mechanic, he was shocked. When he learned she was his pilot, he was outraged. But he would gladly have her as his victim. Well, he was in for another surprise. If Gareth Hammond's markings were plain, Morgain's were not. She was a honey-haired, blue-eyed hellcat with the face of an angel. And she silently swore to be "the one that got away." less

Stare for stare, she matched him, her blue eyes an impenetrable barrier against his as he probed for her slightest weakness, then arrogantly asked, "Where did you meet my mother? Are you expecting a free ride?" Dressed in worn jeans, Raine Fisher arrived at the Hunters' luxurious Lake Tahoe hotel looking the waif... moreStare for stare, she matched him, her blue eyes an impenetrable barrier against his as he probed for her slightest weakness, then arrogantly asked, "Where did you meet my mother? Are you expecting a free ride?" Dressed in worn jeans, Raine Fisher arrived at the Hunters' luxurious Lake Tahoe hotel looking the waif. How could he know she was not just a famous artist, but a famous heiress as well? Did he think her a gold digger? She wasn't about to set him straight Hunter by name, hunter by nature--one look told her he was dangerous, but she was no easy prey. Raine had shared his mother's secret and made a solemn promise. Now she would stay to see the devastating Nick Hunter eat his words! less