Claimed by the Bounty Hunter by Emma Prince

Author:Emma Prince [Prince, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Highland
Published: 2017-04-02T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

Lillian was taking a luxurious, warm bath. The water lapped at her bare skin, cradling her buoyant limbs. And then Kirk appeared. He was bare-chested, just as he’d been beside the creek so many days ago. His pale eyes burned with blue fire as they swept over her bare body.

Heat built between her legs. She shivered, feeling exposed before him, and yet unwilling to hide.

Kirk moved closer. Then he stepped into the large wooden tub, the water sloshing against his breeches. He lowered himself toward her, and she opened to him, widening her legs to take him in. His weight settled on her, his manhood pressing against her aching center…

Lillian came awake with a sharp inhale. Dawn was just breaking. The wind from the night before had chased away the clouds, and the clear sky was buttery yellow with the sun’s warming light. Though the air was markedly colder this morning than last night, her skin radiated heat as she remembered her dream.

She lay still, for a warm, heavy weight pinned her to the ground.

Kirk.

He pressed against her back, their bodies molded together as if they had been made to fit that way. His knees were folded behind hers, the crown of her head tucked beneath his bristled chin.

This was the first time she’d ever woken beside him. Every night they’d shared his cloak, he’d always been moving quietly about camp by the time she woke. She’d thought before that it was shocking to fall asleep lying beside him, their arms barely brushing, but this was far more intimate. To fall asleep beside him was done out of necessity, but to wake in his arms was a dangerous luxury.

She blinked, her eyes scanning their makeshift camp. There was no sign of Logan Mackenzie. For that she was relieved.

As the last vestiges of sleep fled her mind, she realized where the weight and heat pressing into her were coming from. His arm looped over her ribcage, his large, rough hand gently cupping one of her breasts. And her hand lay atop his, as if she had placed his palm over her breast.

Unbidden, her nipples drew taut. Tingles of awareness shot through her. Though she knew it was wrong—wrong to want the heat of Kirk’s body pressed against her, wrong not to move away—she couldn’t muster the energy to disentangle herself.

She couldn’t deny it. She wanted this—wanted him. She wanted to feel alive, the way she had when he’d kissed her. She wanted the white-hot desire he stirred in her to chase away reality. She wanted to peel back his armor and see his true self, the one she’d glimpsed but never fully known.

Suddenly a terrible sadness washed over her. She was a fool. He was her captor, her enemy, the one delivering her to harm. No matter how right it felt to be folded into the warm protection of his strong arms, what she truly wanted—to know his heart, and for him to know hers—was impossible.

She should feel scared of how much she was drawn to him.

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