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“I wanted to—.”
“Dinnae trifle with me, Yesenda. Kieran told me you snuck off. Why?” He moved closer and stared down at her.
Yesenda gave a half truth. “I… wanted to find out who the stranger was in the village. That is all. I was just curious.”
Iain’s eyes flashed with concern, then he said, “Leave it to us. Bram has men keeping a lookout and Yesenda, I will protect you.”
The way his eyes softened as they roamed over her face mesmerized Yesenda.
Iain had moved even closer now, and he leaned in slightly, closing his eyes momentarily. When he opened them again, he said, “Gods, you’re a bonnie lass. I cannot seem to stay away.”
Yesenda was finding it harder to breathe with Iain in such proximity. His lips were mere inches away from hers. Then she felt his hands on her waist as he gently pulled her into his arms. Their bodies touching, their breathing erratic. Yesenda breathed in his woodsy masculine scent and made a whimpering sound when he lowered his head and placed a chaste kiss on her neck. Her body was on fire as Iain’s hands continued to caress her back. She’d never felt this way about any man before. Being with Iain this past week made her feel emotions she had never experienced.
Iain softly whispered in her ear as he nuzzled her neck, “I would die before I let any harm come to you, Yesenda. Dinnae risk your safety running about the village inviting trouble.”
“I will try not to do it again,” she replied, rubbing her cheek against his.
He raised his head and stared at her with a raised eyebrow. “You will not do it again. There is no‘try’about it.
“All right,” she whispered.
They stood for a moment in silence.
“Iain, mayhap you should let me go now.”
“No. I dinnae want to.”
“Why not?”
“Because you belong to me.”
It was Yesenda’s turn to raise her eyebrow. “I do?”
“Aye. I have decreed it.” He grinned.
Yesenda smirked. “That is very high handed of you.”
“Would you welcome my hands on you, Yesenda?” he said seductively.
“Aye, Iain, I would.”
“And would you welcome my lips on yours?”
She nodded. Then Yesenda wound her arms about his neck and stood on tiptoe. “I would very much like to taste your lips, Iain,” she rasped.
Iain was undone. He did not hesitate and within seconds; he claimed her lips with his own and groaned when she burrowed in closer. Iain laid siege to her mouth and tongue, and Yesenda matched his fervor.
Iain felt only bliss and a deep need to be inside her. To claim her in all ways that mattered and make her his. The scent of wildflowers invaded his senses, and he saw no one and nothing else other than Yesenda. His present and his future.Just his.
Yesenda was panting in gasps as Iain’s hands continued to caress and coax the passion within her.
She made a startled sound when Iain grasped her backside and lifted her so she straddled his waist and she held onto his shoulders. Iain then walked her over to the table and sat her atop it. Their lips still fused together; their bodies entwined.
Yesenda began her own exploration. Running her hands across his arms and across his chest. Savoring the feel of his muscular physique. She was beyond aroused. She felt positively wicked.
Iain kissed a trail down her neck, then his lips moved lower. He gently pushed her backward until her back was on the table, and Iain was hovering above her, his hips in line with the juncture between her leg.
Yesenda could feel his arousal through the material and her body erupted in goose bumps.
