A Deal With Her Rebel Viking (HQR Historical) by Michelle Styles

Author:Michelle Styles [Styles, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Historical Romance, Women's Fiction, Regency & Victorian Romance, London Society, England & Britain, 19th Century, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Woman, Love Possibility, Hearts Desire, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Lifetime Love, Romantic Schemes, Beautiful & Feisty, Love-Family & Forever, Action & Adventure, Sensual Story Theme, Medieval, Ancient World, 17th Century, Dangerous & Deadly, Rebel Viking, Outlaw Viking
Publisher: Harlequin Historical; Original Edition
Published: 2019-12-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

‘This is my favourite place in the whole world,’ Ansithe said and waited to see what he would say. If he could appreciate the beauty of it and understand what it meant to her, then maybe he’d understand why she wanted to save it for her family.

‘Then I am honoured you have chosen to share it with me.’

The slight rise as they approached her lookout gave Ansithe and Moir a good view over the land around Baelle Heale. The river ran like a silver ribbon through the fields, woods and water meadows.

The sound of a cracking twig made them both freeze. Moir pulled her into the shadow of an ash. His hard body met hers. Ansithe struggled to take a calming breath. All about her she noticed his scent and the way his tunic gapped at his throat.

Her stomach knotted. For a few breaths she had forgotten the danger they were in. There were outlaws all around here. Then just when she was sure they were going to be attacked, his chest rumbled with barely suppressed laughter.

She flattened her palms against him, feeling his chest muscles ripple under her palms. ‘Are you going to let me into the joke?’

He pointed with one hand, but kept the other about her waist. ‘See.’

A mother boar with five striped piglets marched out into the clearing and looked at them quizzically. The nearest piglet had a very muddy backside as if he had been wallowing in a puddle.

The muscles in her neck eased. She breathed deeply. No outlaws or Danes to fight, but a boar snuffling about in the dirt.

‘I thought it would be far worse. Would that life held nothing more than worrying about where to find the next mud bath?’

His hand cupped her face. Gentle fingers smoothed her cheek with light feathery touches which made her think again of butterfly wings. ‘I would have protected you.’

‘I can look after myself.’ She barely recognised her voice. She wet her suddenly dry lips. Every particle of her was aware of him and how close they stood. How all she had to do was to lift her mouth...

‘But you don’t have to. You are far from being alone. I’m here.’

She raised her face, intending to say something, but the words died on her lips when she encountered the intense expression on his countenance. ‘I know where you are.’

His mouth lowered and took hers. Unlike the hurried kisses from before, this kiss was deeper, slower and more questing. As if he knew he could take his time. She opened her mouth and accepted his tongue. Her heart wanted to stop beating and her bones melted into him.

Her back arched towards him, her breasts meeting his hardened planes. There was not an ounce of fat on him. This was the body of a man who worked hard, rather than that of an old and infirm man. She placed her hands on his chest as his hands roamed over her back. She was aware her couvre-chef had come off and he tangled his fingers in her hair, sending it cascading down about her neck.

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