His Highland Surprise by Celeste Barclay

Author:Celeste Barclay [Barclay, Celeste]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Highland
Published: 2019-01-07T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Tavish forced himself to swallow his groan as he came awake to a horse below his belly. He forced air in through his nose even though it burned. It was the only way to keep from retching. His head pounded, and each step of the horse was an anvil beaten by a monster blacksmith. He wanted to reach up and touch his head for what he counted would be a third injury, but he prioritized not notifying his captors that he was awake. He listened to everything around him rather than opening his eyes. He listened for any animal sounds, for what the hoofbeats sounded like determining whether they tread on a road or grass. The air whip past him, and it smelled like pine. And finally, he listened to the words spoken.

“Are ye sure ye didna kill that hulk? He hasnae stirred once since we pulled him from his bed.”

“His chest keeps rising, so aye, he’s alive. I amnae the one who bashed him aboot the head. You might have gone easier on him.”

“He could have not stabbed me in the bluidy leg!”

“Enough!” Tavish listened to this third voice. It was authoritative and coming from right above him. “He need only live long enough for the lord to toy with him for a while. Once the lord is satisfied, then he can be left to rot for all any of us should care. The coin is what matters.”

“True,” agreed one, “but do you wonder if we should have brought that hellion with us? I doubt her uncle will be happy to learn that we found them in bed together.”

“Mayhap together, but the man is a bleeding invalid. He was not doing anything with her that we might have. We might have had fun, stashed her away somewhere, gathered the coin, and been back at it.”

“She was a pretty piece, but that was not what we went for. Her cunny isn’t any different from a whore’s. You can wait a few more hours to dip your wick.”

Tavish tried not to roar with fury as he listened to them banter back and forth about Ceit. He attempted to clear his mind of the last thing he had seen, and that was a man with his hand in her hair, pulling her from the bed.

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