The Border Hostage by Virginia Henley

Author:Virginia Henley [Henley, Virginia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Historical, cookie429, Kat, Extratorrents
ISBN: 0440222109
Publisher: Dell
Published: 2001-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 17

When they arrived at Eskdale Castle, Heath jumped from the saddle and lifted Raven to the flagstones of the bailey. A moss-trooper stepped forward to take Heath's horse, while another took Ramsay's. As the two couples walked to the castle, Raven broke the silence. “Thank you for a lovely day, Tina. I wouldn't have missed it for anything.”

“It isn't over yet.” Tina winked at her. “We made it home well before midnight.”

“Stop meddling, Vixen.” Ram picked her up, carried her to the Master Tower, and chided her again. “I know ye want tae aid and abet him, but Heath can lift the lass's skirts without your help.”

Raven and Heath paused at the bottom of the stairs that led to their tower. Their eyes met and held for long minutes; hers were shy, his directly bold. She lowered her lashes and without a word they clasped hands and ascended the steps. Anticipation of what was to come made Raven breathless and weak at the knees. Inside, her excitement built with every step she climbed. One heartbeat after he closed their tower door, Heath had her in his arms. His lips told her of his raw desire, and his dark glance promised her forbidden delights and tempted her to recklessness.

Raven opened her lips and yielded the hot, sweet cave of her mouth to him. She tasted wine on his tongue and became intoxicated. She clung to him, loving the taste, the smell, and the feel of him as she pressed her soft curves against the hard length of his body. Raven loved his strength and his power; it made her feel small and feminine, and took all the responsibility for what he did to her out of her hands.

Heath swept her up in his arms, carried her through to the inner chamber, and sat her down upon the wide bed. He removed her cloak, then dropped to his knees and removed her riding boots. His hands slid up her legs beneath her petticoat to take off her stockings, then he changed his mind. He had imagined those silk stockings since he'd urged her to choose black at Carlisle Fair. So instead, he removed her white cotton drawers. Then he took her small foot in his hand and kissed her instep. A savage impatience to bed her had ridden him all the way from Hawick, but now he found that he wanted to savor every second of the loving he would give her.

Heath drew her to her feet, unfastened her gown, and slipped it from her shoulders. Then he traced her collarbone with one fingertip and anointed it with tiny, quick kisses. The pale green gown pooled on the floor, leaving her clad in the jade petticoat and busk. His fingers unfastened the ribbons at the waist of the petticoat, and it too pooled at her feet, revealing her slim legs clad in the black silk stockings. The tops of her thighs were naked, her creamy flesh contrasting with the black curls on her mons.

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