The Laird's Prize by Eliza Knight

Author:Eliza Knight
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Knight Media, LLC

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No woman had ever made Noah feel the way Douglass did when she looked at him like that—as if she wanted to be ravished in the most delicious way.

Noah desperately wanted to take their kissing to the next level, to beg her to drop the pretense of a marriage in name only. To make her recognize that she liked his touch, his kiss. To let him pleasure her.

My God, if only she would let him. He’d kiss her neck and slide his tongue over one collarbone and then the next. He wanted to rub his face along the soft swell of her breasts, pluck away the fabric and taste what he imagined would be perfectly round, rosy nipples. To feel the thrill of her body trembling in his arms. To hear her gasp with pleasure. To groan at the sensation of her nails sinking into his back.

The truth was, he wanted to do a whole lot more than that. He wanted to sink into the warm depths of the water and have her climb in on top of him. To show her what pleasures could be had between a man and a woman.

Their bodies would rub hot and slick in the soapy tub, water sloshing over the sides as he took her to greater and greater heights. Their hot breath would mingle between feral kisses teasing each other’s skin. Beneath his palms, her back would arch, and his grip would roam lower until he clasped her arse in his hands.

Just the thought of it had him growing hard, and he was certain she could see his longing as her cheeks flamed a deeper red. She still hadn’t responded to his suggestion that he keep on ravishing her, and he didn’t know whether that was because she feared telling him no or desire had stolen her tongue. Perhaps it would be best if he erred on the side of caution and believed she didn’t know how to tell him no. It wasn’t as if she’d be the first person in this age to have felt she couldn’t deny her husband.

Hell, even their vows and the very Bible they owned claimed that she was to obey him in all things. Certainly, a commandment like that, a vow taken before a priest, would make a young wife question whether she was to obey the name of the law or another vow made.

“Saints, lass, but I…” he trailed off, not wanting to scare her with the deepness of his desire, and already worried the gruffness of his voice would have done that. The best thing to do right now was to ignore his desires and walk away before they did something she would regret.

“What?” she asked. Her eyes searched his while her teasing pink tongue traced a quick line along her lower lip—a path he urgently wanted to follow.

“Right now, I wish I hadna made ye that promise.” He swallowed, running a hand through his hair and willing his cock to calm down. “But I did make it, and I’ll no’ go back on a vow.

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