Damian St. Giles has woken up before with a sore head from imbibing too much mead, but finding himself naked and shackled to a bed is an entirely new experience. As if in a dream, a flame-haired enchantress appears and offers him a brew to ease his pain--and enflame his desire. He soon realizes this Highland beauty has given him a potent aphrodisiac and she is fully prepared to take all his body has to offer.

REVIEW

'In Her Bed' by Deborah MacGillivray So often I've read books that have secondary characters in them that I've wondered what was going on with them while the main story was taking place. Where did they go when they disappeared? What happened to them? Who were they with? Deborah MacGillivray has such a talent for bringing to life these secondary characters by giving them their own storylines and their own books!

For those who haven't read 'A Restless Knight', I HIGHLY RECOMMEND reading this first before you read 'In Her Bed.' These two books are linked not just by the characters, but they take place at the same time. 'A Restless Knight' slightly precedes 'In Her Bed.' This is why it is important for you to read 'A Restless Knight' first.

Damien St. Giles, Lord Ravenhawke, thinks he's in love with his cousin's bride and it is tormenting him to watch the two of them together. Although he is happy for them, he can't shake the pain his heart feels for the woman he thinks he's been seeing in his dreams for years. Aithinne Ogilvie is in desperate need of securing her future and the future of her people. She needs to be with child and sends her three brothers and servant to find her a man who will serve that purpose. Unknown to her, they bring her the cousin to the infamous Black Dragon of Challon, who is her cousin Tamlyn's new husband!

'Taking a deep breath...LOL' On the night of the Beltane celebration, Damien finds himself drugged and chained to the bed of Aithinne Ogilvie. In his altered state of mind, he thinks it is Tamlyn who he makes love to he has no clue it is her cousin who has captured him. Aithinne is devastated when Damien calls her by her cousin's name. She had already fallen in love with this man who she bedded and had made passionate love to. Heartbroken, she gives him a potion that will make him forget her and their time together. 'by this part of the book, I was in tears!!!!' When Lord Ravenhawke and his cousin come to lay claim to Aithinne and all her holdings, Damien is drawn to this woman who resembles Tamlyn.

Damien can't ignore the fact that his body, heart, and soul desire Aithinne more than he understands or cares to admit. He craves this woman who feels she is a poor comparison to her beautiful, perfect cousin. My heart ached for Aithinne and I cried, ok, sobbed at her anguish that she may never have the love of Damien the way Tamlyn and Julian love. 'In Her Bed' completely augments 'A Restless Knight' but holds its own story well. My heart was captured by the love story between Damien and Aithinne! There was so much passion and desire between these two people who have lived their lives in the shadows of their cousins. Once again, I give my highest rating of 5 stars to another of Deborah MacGilllivray's books! I cannot wait until the next book in 'The Dragons of Challon' series and have found myself yet again in love with another Dragon! Hugs and kisses and happy reading!

Reviewed by: Annie Marsha

EXCERPT

Oonanne smiled, her amber eyes reflecting aspects of a cat' s. "Kenning your brothers and their soft ways, they did well fetching this one back for you. Any woman still drawing breath would want him in her bed. Ooooo, he's a bonnie man that stands out amongst many.

"I do not want many. What this is all about," Aithinne grumbled, glaring at the silver goblet.

"You want Phelan Comyn or Dinsmore Campbell coming to Lyonglen to claim you? Then it would be rape, for you would never consent." She rotated about Aithinne, fixing her with bespelling eyes. "Of course, you could have had Robert Bruce. He paid you court. But no,
you turned him down."

"Edward's Lordling?" She huffed. "The new Lord Carrick merely wanted Lyonglen and Coinnleir Wood--the strongholds a sword to the back of the Comyns, simply to enlarge Clan Bruce's base of power in to the Highlands. I shan't be used for men's games of intrigue. Damn them all. They care naught about me, only want the holdings.

"Then damn them all. This way you keep the power. You wield the magic."

"But to lie with a stranger? Oona, I do not even ken his name." Aithinne's hand shook as she looked at the cup, which contained the power to change the rest of her life.

"Ah, my pretty lass, with a man like that in her bed & a woman takes first--then asks riddles. Time and tide are right." Her laugh was lusty. "The man is right. Aye, long of limb, built like a mighty steed. Ride him, take his seed within you, milk him dry. Learn your woman' s pleasure. This night and six more. Tarry not. The moon rises late. When its pale light floods the tower room, make him yours. The spell is cast. No turning back--for you or him."

Sucking in a deep breath, Aithinne tried to steady her hand. What a fool she had been to think this would be easy, a solution to the quagmire in which she found herself. First lies had been to keep the greedy wolves away from Lyonglen, then to prevent Dinsmore or Phelan from carrying her off, holding her hostage until one sired a bairn upon her, thinking to compel her into a Highland marriage. One lie begets many. Now she stood here, preparing to surrender her virginity to a stranger. How many lies would this deed breed?

Fear coursed through her. Shaking, she almost dashed the cup against the wall, calling an end to the madness. She could not go through with this harebrain scheme.

Oona had been specific in her instructions, how a man and a woman joined. Of course, living in a fortress it was hard not to have some ideas of the ways of breeding. There were horses breeding, cows breeding, sheep breeding. Her brow crinkled. Seemed the whole bloody world spent a large portion of their life breeding--or talking about it.

Everyone but her, she sighed.