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‘May I see you?’ His breath tickled her ear. ‘Let me feast my eyes on your perfection.’

‘Hardly that. I’ve had a child.’

‘You will be perfection to me.’

She leant back on her heels and started to undo her belt, but the knot stuck and refused to work loose.

With nimble fingers he undid her belt before pushing her gown and undergarment up. The cool autumn air kissed her skin.

She gave a faint shiver. He pulled her into his arms. And the heat of his skin slid over her. ‘Shall I warm you?’

His body covered hers, providing instant searing heat. His lips made a trail to her earlobe and nuzzled it, pulling and tugging it.

Each touch sent a fresh wave of desire through her, reminding her of the times he had made love to her in the past and how good it had been once. He seemed to know how to play her body and precisely what she liked.

Her body bucked upwards. His hand cupped her breasts and flicked the nipples. A tiny movement of nail against the delicate rose-coloured skin, but it increased her desire to fever pitch. Then he bent his head and his tongue circled her nipples, sucking and exploring.

She made a mewling noise at the back of her throat.

Later they could go slowly, but right now she knew she needed him inside her or she’d die. She tugged at his shoulders and spread her thighs wide.

‘Hush now, let me explore,’ he rasped in her ear.

His hand slipped down to the apex of her thighs, going between the folds and smoothing her innermost core, stroking and probing until she thought she could bear it no more.

‘Please,’ she whispered as her body was alive with fire.

He relented and drove himself between her legs. Her body opened and welcomed the length of him. Fully sheathed him.

They lay there, unmoving, adjusting to each other. Then he gently began to rock, going deeper and then retreating. Her body remembered the rhythm, moving along with him.

She knew it was not going to be like her dream and he wouldn’t vanish in the mist, but her legs still locked about him, holding him within her, keeping him there as she shuddered to a climax.

* * *

Slowly Ash drifted back to earth and raised himself up on his elbows so he could look down on Kara’s peaceful sleeping face.

She might be asleep, spent from the passion they had just shared, but he felt wonderfully awake and alive in a way he’d not felt for years. He had forgotten such feelings existed. He had told her the truth about his past and she hadn’t pulled away or made him seem less of a man for what he’d done.

He wanted to ensure that nothing ever harmed her. He’d made the right decision to keep his fears about his uncle from her. That was the future, not the past.

He ran a hand down her smooth back, marvelling at the silkiness of her skin. Even the gentle touch made his body harden and he knew it would be a long time before he’d had his fill of her.

Ash concentrated on keeping his breathing even. They had all the time in the world. She belonged to him now. He would be worthy of her. Some day she would see it.

He gave her backside a gentle tap. ‘Time to get up.’

‘Get up?’ Her voice remained slurred with spent passion and sleep. She snuggled further into the crook of his arm. ‘I’m far too comfortable here.’

‘You might be now, but the temperature rapidly drops when the sun goes in.’ He dropped a kiss on her shoulder, rather than gathering her to him. Even the tiny touch was enough to send his heart racing. He’d been seven times a fool to stay away as long as he had. ‘We don’t want Rurik worrying about us.’

At the mention of their son, she sat up and reached for her clothes. Her cheeks became a delightful pink when she realised the state of them. The pleats of her under-dress were hopelessly creased. ‘What will he say if he sees me like this?’

‘He will be glad that we are trying to give him a brother or a sister.’

She put a hand over her mouth. ‘Of course, I hadn’t thought. You want more children.’

‘You do want more children?’ he enquired softly, trying to understand her change of mood. ‘You always said that you wanted a big family.’

‘Yes, of course.’ The words were far too quick. Her hands tidied her kerchief and neatened her dress. ‘I simply wasn’t thinking about that. You have only been back a little while.’

‘I was.’ Ash captured a strand of her hair and ran its silky smoothness through his fingers. ‘I’d like a girl with blond hair and her mother’s spirit.’

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