She didn’t need to say anything more for Dunn to understand, though, and he went to her, pulling her into an embrace. Elayne buried her face in his shoulder, breathing in his scent, calming her even as it was obscured by the dampness of the lake.
“Me faither despises me fer it,” she mumbled quietly, though she was certain Dunn could hear her. “If he finds out about this, he will be terribly cruel.”
She felt him nod in understanding, his hand coming up to caress her hair. “Alright. I willnae say anythin’. Ye have me word.”
Elayne was glad she didn’t have to work too hard to convince Dunn, but then again, he had seen how her father treated her, how cruel he always was. She didn’t have to say anything for him to understand. She didn’t need to sway him to her side, which was as novel as it was pleasing.
“We cannae stay in these clothes,” Dunn said after holding her for several minutes, the two of them dripping a puddle on thefloor, under their feet. Slowly, his hands reached for the laces that held Elayne’s dress together, but she was quick to pull back, putting some distance between them.
For a moment, Dunn was surprised by the sudden movement, but then he softened, letting out a soft sigh. “Dae ye wish fer me tae leave the room?”
Elayne hesitated. She didn’t want that at all, but she didn’t want Dunn to see her body either. How could she explain to him the reason for her reluctance without sounding foolish?
Dunn seemed to sense her hesitation, though, and so he took a step forward, fingers trailing gently down the length of her arm. “If ye want me tae leave, I will,” he promised. “But ye can tell me if ye want me tae stay. There is naething fer ye tae fear.”
“I’m nae afraid,” Elayne assured him.
“What, then?”
Elayne hesitated once more. Heat flooded her cheeks, a sharp contrast with the rest of her chilled skin. Even in the half-light of the room, she feared Dunn would see it, and when his smile widened, she was certain that he had.
“Ye can tell me,” he said. “I willnae ask ye tae dae anythin’ ye dinnae want, but ye can tell me anythin’.”
“It isnae important,” Elayne said softly. “I dinnae wish tae burden ye.”
“There is nae burden I wouldnae bear fer ye.”
Elayne was surprised to find that Dunn seemed entirely sincere. There was no teasing in his voice, no sign that he was only saying that to reassure her. Though she could hardly believe it, it put her at ease.
“I’m nae like the lasses ye have bedded,” Elayne said. Dunn listened intently, making no comment. “I… I was always smaller than everyone else. I never had the curves the other lasses had. Even as I grew, I never… me body never…”
Once again, it was impossible to get the words out, but Dunn didn’t seem to mind this time, either. He only smiled softly at Elayne, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her in for a soft kiss, one that had her melting in his arms.
“Yer body is divine,” he whispered against her lips. “An’ I wish fer naething more than tae worship it if ye let me.”
Elayne gasped softly, a warmth trailing down her spine at the hungry way that Dunn gazed at her, as though he wanted to devour her whole. It was easy to believe him when he spoke so sincerely, so sweetly, and she wanted nothing more than those hands on her, no matter how much the thought of revealing her body embarrassed her.
When Dunn’s hands returned to the laces of her dress, this time, Elayne allowed it. She let him undress her slowly, leaving garment after garment pooled at her feet until she stood fully bared in front of him, her arms trying to cover as much as she could.
“Dinnae hide,” Dunn said, gently prying her arms away. Then, his hands found her hips, her stomach, her breasts, stopping there to her mortification.
She was embarrassed about her breasts the most, too small for her liking. When she was younger, she kept comparing herself to other girls, envying the way their ample curves swelled. She had never found her body as attractive as theirs, never thought a man could choose her over them.
“I wish ye could see how bonnie ye are,” Dunn whispered as his large hands closed over her breasts, fingers rolling and teasing her nipples. Though they were still cold, his touch ignited a fire in Elayne’s body, a jolt of pleasure rushing from there through her limbs. “I will show ye tonight. I will kiss an’ lick every part o’ ye until yer tremblin’ in me arms, until ye beg fer release.”
Elayne gasped at the words, cheeks turning impossibly red. Dunn’s lips pressed kisses to her jaw and her neck, then joined his hands as he began to suck on her nipple, the sensation so unexpected and so sudden that Elayne had no choice but to moan, arching into his mouth. When his teeth grazed gently over the nub, Elayne jumped, the mix of pain and pleasure driving every other thought out of her mind.
Dunn did as he had promised, worshipping her breasts until her nipples were puffy and reddened, wet from his tongue. Only when Elayne begged him for more did he pull back, and for a moment she was disappointed by the loss of his touch. But then he stripped quickly, tossing his clothes to the side before he grabbed her and lifted her in his arms, carrying her to the bed.
Elayne yelped in surprise, her legs coming to wrap around Dunn’s waist to keep herself secure. When he laid her down on the mattress and his stomach dragged against her core, she couldn’t help but cry out his name as pleasure shot through her like an arrow.
Amused, Dunn reached between them to trail his finger over her stomach and then over her opening. “Ye’re so wet already,” he said, as he rubbed slow, torturous circles over her, the tip of his finger just dipping inside her. “Open yer legs. Show me.”
Elayne was too far gone to even hear what Dunn was saying, his tender touch the only sensation she could focus on. No one had touched her like this before. She had never thought it could feel like this, like the sweetest torment.
“Open them,” Dunn repeated, his hands pushing her thighs apart, exposing her body to her. When Elayne looked at him, she found him gazing hungrily at her entrance, eyes lidded with desire. “I will kiss ye here,” he said, fingers pressing up against her folds once more. “An’ it’ll feel like heaven.”
Before Elayne could respond to that, Dunn was already between her legs, his tongue tracing a path over her sensitive flesh.The first touch of him against her had Elayne thrusting her hips, trying to get him closer, her body seeking its pleasure mindlessly.
