Ensnared by the Laird (Four Horsemen of the Highlands, Book 1) by Emma Prince

Author:Emma Prince [Prince, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Emma Prince
Published: 2020-04-28T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Ailsa was surrounded by stone.

The hard rock under her hip and shoulder was cold, leeching the heat from her even through her cloak and gown.

But the stone at her back felt as though it had been placed in the fire to heat. Somehow it molded to the contours of her body, encasing the backs of her legs, her bottom, her shoulder blades, even the top of her head, where warm air rustled her hair in slow, rhythmic—

Realization slammed into her. She tried to bolt upright, but a heavy arm as thick as an oak branch was slung over her waist.

“Morning.”

Domnall’s voice was a deep rumble behind her, which she felt all the way from her skull to her tailbone. His speech was surprisingly free of drowse or fogginess, implying that he had been alert for some time.

God, how long had she slept like that? And how long had he been awake?

She vaguely remembered him covering her with his plaid the night before. He’d been surprisingly tender when he’d drawn her against his chest, providing warmth and silent comfort.

She’d needed both after everything she’d heard. As the memories of all Domnall had told her came back, she had to draw a fortifying breath. The things her brother had done…

Nay, she could not get lost in the horror of it once again. It was all too abhorrent to comprehend. Yet deep in her chest, the most abiding emotion was sorrow—for Domnall. All he’d suffered, all he’d lost…

But the worst was what he was doing now.

Even her gentle heart couldn’t be sure if Andrew deserved mercy. Domnall did, though. Yet he risked blackening his soul irreparably in his hunt for her brother. He ought to seek healing for all he’d endured, not vengeance.

Had her warning to him last night had any effect? She needed to see his eyes, to read the truth in them.

She peered over her shoulder at him. He had propped himself on his elbow so that he gazed down at her. A copper lock of hair fell over his forehead. Shadows of sleeplessness lurked under his eyes. Yet his stare was just as clear and sharp as ever, like the crystalline waters of a mountain loch.

But nay, while a loch would be icy-cold, his eyes blazed with blue fire. She could practically feel the heat of his gaze as he slowly traced her features, settling on her lips.

Her breath hitched as she realized what was about to happen a moment before it did.

His eyes remained locked on her mouth, yet he stayed frozen as if waiting for some sign from her.

Uncertainty knotted her stomach, but not over the kiss she knew they were about to share. Nay, she wanted to taste him again, to be swept away by the heat and intensity of his touch. But her inexperience left her wondering what to do next to show him she wanted this as badly as he did.

Nervously, she flicked her tongue over her lips to moisten them. A low, pained sound rolled in his throat.

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