Sue-Ellen Welfonder - [MacLean 02] by Master of The Highland (html)

Author:Master of The Highland (html) [Highland, Master of The]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-07-18T03:18:36+00:00

Chapter Ten

T HE FOLLY OF HER ACTIONS STRUCK Madeline the instant the cold-spinning exaltation of Silver Leg’s henchmen swung into something else entirely . . . blessedly not aimed at her, but unsettling all the same. A sharp-edged and twisting lust so lewd in its intensity her skin prickled and her stomach clenched with revulsion.

Her heart began thumping hard against her ribs and her mouth went full dry. She pressed closer to Iain MacLean, winding her arms tighter about his broad shoulders, stretching her fingers ever deeper into the heavy silk of his hair.

She moistened her lips, holding fast to him as if his strength and warmth could shelter her not just from the storm raging outwith the alehouse walls but also from the turmoil whirling inside her.

But heedless of her clinging, gusty winds kept rattling the shutters, and heavy rain continued to pelt the window’s stone ledge. Cold damp seeped through the shutter slats, chilling her to the bone.

And each new crack of thunder made it easier to believe the ominous rumbles were God’s own voice scolding her.

Chiding her for imagining the floor had tilted beneath her feet the moment her shadow man’s lips had touched hers.

For truth, she’d melted, a luxurious warmth settling over her the instant he’d cradled the back of her head with a firm, steady hand and begun raining soft kisses across her forehead, her cheeks, and even the tip of her nose.

Gently caressing her nape, he brushed the lightest kiss of all against her temple. “Sweet, so sweet,” he murmured, teasing a loose curl with his breath.

Wondrous sensations cascaded through Madeline upon his softly spoken words, but she needed affirmation he’d actually said them, for the howling wind and raucous din inside the alehouse snatched them away before she could be sure.

She pulled back to peer at him, and his dark eyes met hers in a gaze of such startling intimacy his peat brown eyes appeared almost black. They also commanded a visceral bond between them.

A shockingly deep connection so powerful its potency surged through her, rocking her to the core of her being.

Even the soles of her feet tingled and grew warm beneath his bold and claiming stare.

But then he sighed, and a shadow flitted across his brow. The fleeting sadness stripped away all but a few shreds of his crackling male confidence and laid bare a naked vulnerability so poignant that a wholly different kind of warmth swept Madeline.

An all-consuming burn to soothe and caress him, to banish whate’er troubled him so profoundly.

She cleared her throat, dredged up her courage. “I . . . we—” she began, fully intending to share her own darkest secret, tell what she knew of his heart . . . and how. But he stilled her with a gentle flick of his tongue across her lower lip.

“Do not say it,” he whispered against her cheek, his golden voice tight with strain and sounding ragged.

He kneaded her shoulders with bliss-spending fingers, his touch distracting her. “Acknowledging what is between us would bring naught but pain,” he cautioned, holding her gaze.

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