The Charm Stone by Donna Kauffman

Author:Donna Kauffman [Kauffman, Donna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Surfers, Charms, Talismans, Scotland, Space and Time, General, Romance, Fantasy, Fiction
ISBN: 9780739427248
Google: j7hc5wN96mAC
Amazon: 055358457X
Publisher: Bantam
Published: 2002-07-29T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

She must come to him. Connal paced his rooms. He would not go to her again. It had been difficult enough watching her charm yet another pair of old men early this eve. Bagan had only bothered to make a brief appearance, and that had merely been to tell him that Josie planned to stay on Glenmuir, but just long enough to teach the aged ones about surfing. As if he needed reminding that she wasn’t fully his yet.

That was about to change.

Visions of appearing in her bed, right now as she slept, of pulling her body beneath him, bringing her to full alertness as her need grew to match his, watching her come apart again, hearing the pleasure screams ripping through the night—

“Enough!” He threw himself into the chair fronting the fire, then just as quickly stood again. His imagination needed no further stimulation. He was going mad and she was completely at fault. Never had he been so preoccupied with thoughts of a woman. Yet, she was never more than a wisp away from his fevered mind. It was almost a sorcery of some kind, the way he couldn’t stop thinking about her.

He had endured three hundred years of abstinence… and yet he knew that had nothing to do with it. “Bloody hell and damnation, I dinna even know her,” he muttered. His sole and only purpose was to see his bargain fulfilled, which could only happen if he sired an heir who would follow through on the stone’s promise to see Glenmuir thrive once again. Knowing her beyond her fitness as mother to that heir mattered naught. So why this obsession with her? One that was going well beyond the siren call of passion.

And yet, passion was all that was needed. His only concern should be that the stone had brought her to him and his faith in the ancient promise was about to be fulfilled. Or he’d bargained his soul for nothing.

A cheerful voice filled the room behind him. “Perhaps ye should stop thinkin‘ with what dangles beneath yer kilt and begin thinkin’ to seduce her with what lies up here.”

Connal spun about to see Bagan tapping his forehead. If he’d had his sword, he’d have run the little bastard clean through. He turned his back on him. “Leave me if ye know what’s good for ye, Little Guardian. I’m in no mood for yer guidance this eve.”

“She doesna know you either, ye know. Not the man himself. ‘Tis her mind ye should be targetin’, my lord, no‘ her body. If ye wish to win her heart—”

Connal spun back around. “I’ve no intention of winning her heart. ‘Tis only her womb I’m interested in conquering.” The dwarf flinched and he felt a slight twinge for his crudeness, but hard was what he had to be to make decisions for the good of all… no’ for the good of one. Especially when that one was himself. “If ye’ve no stomach for it, yer welcome to leave. But dinna paint this up to be anything pretty.

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