Friday First Kiss #118 :: Wilhelmina, A Winter Bride by Hildie McQueen (Historical Western Romance)

Friday First Kiss

The moment I crack open a new book, I always rush through the beginning, the budding relationship between the hero and heroine, and anticipate that spontaneous moment when one of them makes their move. The First Kiss. The first turning point in every story.

Every week here on the blog, I’ll be sharing First Kisses from my books and those of other authors.

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This week’s Friday First Kiss comes from,

Wilhelmina, A Winter Bride by Hildie McQueen

By the time supper was over and Wilhelmina was able to retire to the bedroom to prepare for bed, she could barely stand. The thought of what was to come, however, kept her very much alert. It would not do at all to be too tired to remember her wedding night. The first night she became a real woman was something she wanted to commit to memory.

While brushing out her hair, Marcus entered the room. She felt silly at the now familiar fluttering in her stomach. He came up to where she sat and stood behind her. “You have beautiful hair.”

“Thank you.” Her breath caught when he swept her hair aside and pressed a kiss to the juncture of her neck and shoulder. Shivers traveled down her spine at the warm lips touching her skin. He smelled clean, freshly bathed. It was then she noticed the damp curls that touched his collar.

In the mirror, she watched him dispense of his clothing, not seeming at all abashed that she could see him. He went to the bed and pulled back the sheets. When he turned and met her gaze in the mirror, the normally light hazel eyes were dark with promise.

“Come to bed, Wife.” He stood by the bed, waiting for her to come to him. He was not hurrying her but, at the same time, the idea of what would occur shook her until Wilhelmina wasn’t sure standing was possible.

Of course, she’d been told what transpired between a man and a woman in the marriage bed. She and Aurora had many a talk on the subject between giggles and wrinkling of noses. The entire business seemed so brash and, frankly, rudimentary. Yet seeing him unclothed except for underwear, she actually wanted to touch him and be touched by the handsome man.

It was a wonder the brush in her hand didn’t break in half by the strength of her grasp on its handle. Wilhelmina took in a shaky breath and placed it down on the dresser top, then stood to remove her robe.

Before he could touch her, she hurriedly rushed to slide between the sheets and pulled them up to cover her chest. She watched wide-eyed as Marcus pulled his bottoms off. His manhood was so different than what she expected. Unable to look away, she studied his nudity with interest. She was shocked by how fast her breathing became.

When he came to lie next to her, she froze, panicked at knowing any moment now, he’d mount her. And the part of him she’d thought much too large to fit, in any form, would be driven into her body.

Wilhelmina let out an involuntary yelp when Marcus leaned over her. His chuckle made her scowl up at him. “No need to make fun of me. I don’t think it’s very gentlemanly of you to do so.”

“You’re scared of what is about to happen. I apologize.” Sounding not at all apologetic, he pressed a kiss on her lips. “Relax, I will go slow and give you time.”

His touch was soft, the press of his body against hers ever so perfect. He deepened the next kiss and she found herself not wanting him to stop.

Instead of pushing away as she’d hoped not to do, she clung to his shoulders, never wishing their closeness to end.

Minutes later, the room and everything in the surroundings disappeared as Wilhelmina became lost in the caresses and sounds of their lovemaking. 

 

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Wilhelmina, A Winter Bride by Hildie McQueen

If opposites attract these two strangers will collide with the force of a raging storm.

Out of options, Wilhelmina Wilkins heads west to marry a total stranger upon answering a mail order bride ad. What could have been a fairytale beginning turns out to be this bride’s nightmare. Instead of meeting Wilhelmina at the train station, her husband-to-be is in the center of town brawling.

Marcus Hamilton is blindsided twice, first, by a mail order bride ad posted for him by his mother and sister, and secondly, by the beauty of the woman who arrives to marry him. That the bride wishes to cancel all plans after he fails to make a good first impression will not do. How far will Marcus have to go to prove his worth?

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About Hildie McQueen

USA Today Bestselling author Hildie McQueen loves unusual situations and getting into interesting adventures, which is what her characters do as well. She writes romance because she is in love with love! Author of Romance in Highland historical, Western Historical and contemporary, she writes something every reader can enjoy.

Most days she can be found in her pajamas hiding from deliverymen while drinking tea from her David Gandy coffee mug. In the afternoons she browses the Internet for semi-nude men to post on Facebook.

Hildie’s favorite past-times are romance conventions, traveling, shopping and reading.

She resides in beautiful small town Georgia with her super-hero husband Kurt and three doggies.

 

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About Lily Graison

Lily Graison is a USA TODAY bestselling author of historical western romances. Her Willow Creek Series introduced readers to a small Montana town where the west is wild and the cowboys are wilder. Lily also dabbles in contemporary and paranormal romance when the mood strikes and all of her stories range from sweet to spicy with strong female leads and heroes who tend to always get what they want. She lives in Hickory, North Carolina and on occasion can be found at her sewing machine creating 1800’s period clothing or participating in civil war reenactments and area living history events. When not portraying a southern belle, you can find her at a nearby store feeding her obsession for all things resembling office supplies.
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