The Artifact Hunters Boxed Set by A.W. Exley

Author:A.W. Exley
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ribbonwood Press

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Down in the airship cargo hold, hidden from the view of the busy crewmen, Cara knelt on the floor and succumbed to a girlie indulgence. She lifted the lid of her shiny, new, and enormous, steamer trunk and revealed the contents to her eyes only. She had packed a selection of her new gowns and skirts. Thin sheets of tissue paper protected the expensive clothing and added to the allure as she pulled back the concealing veil and reached out a hand to stroke the fabrics nestled inside the chest. Her clothing options ran from sensuous chiffons which clung to her form to wools so soft they must have been shorn from silk wearing sheep. She opted for the green form-hugging military jacket and its matching skirt. She gave a heavy sigh, and closed the lid on her pretties. Draping the required garments over her arm, she headed back up the tiny spiral staircase to the cramped room she shared with Nate.

Her wayward husband played ladies maid, pulling Cara's corset laces tight while complaining how much he preferred to remove her garments. He didn't manage to keep his hands to himself, unable to resist caressing her skin under the pretext of helping. By the time the last tiny pearl button was done up, Cara's body thrummed with more than the vibration of the airship engines. She kicked herself for the self-imposed celibacy; this was supposed to be her honeymoon. Her clothing should never have made it out of the trunk, or the dress should be adorning the floor in a soft green puddle.

As she secured her hat with several pins, she cast an appreciative eye over Nate as he finished dressing. He pulled on a deep green waistcoat to complement her dress. His roving hands hadn't just affected her; he had spoiled the flat appearance of his pale buckskin pants. The bulge of his erection made her swipe her tongue over her lips, and she almost demanded he assist in removing her clothing.

"Maybe Prince Albert has the right idea, you might scare the locals with the size of that," she said from beneath lowered lashes.

He growled and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close. His lips tasted the pulse at the base of her throat and she arched her neck to give him better access.

"I'm no eunuch, and I don't care who knows it." He breathed against her skin, feathering kisses up the column of her throat.

"I'm still mad at you," she reminded him as she slipped from his grasp and out the door. They walked the narrow passageway between the bridge and the mess. Through the glass insert of the bridge doors, Cara saw Loki at the helm, yelling orders to his men. Nate led her out onto the small deck running along the side of the airship. A polished steel railing with mesh panelling was the only thing between them, and a fatal fall. The wind tore at her clothing and she was grateful for the extra pins she stabbed through her hat, but wished her hair had more length to hold them secure.

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