She was everything...
Dear saints, he loved her.
He truly, truly loved her.
Nora hadn’t realized a tear had fallen down her cheek until Ewan wiped her face with the back of his fingers.
“Don’t cry, love.”
He pulled her gently toward him and held her close to his chest so that she could take comfort in the sound of his heart pounding under her cheek.
Nora returned his embrace and was just grateful she hadn’t lost him too.
Graham MacKaid was a madman who would have gladly killed them both.
But they were safe now. She had Ewan with her and they were both in one piece.
She hugged him even tighter, so glad for that one basic fact.
Ewan cupped her face in his bound hands and kissed her.
She tasted him with more than just her mouth. She tasted him with her soul.
“Make love to me, Nora,” he whispered. “I need to be inside you.”
She should have been shocked by his words, but she wasn’t. In truth, she wanted the same thing. “You’re hurt.”
“I’m not that hurt.”
“But you’re tied.”
He grinned wickedly at her. His hot look made her blush profusely. He lifted his hands over her head and lowered them so that she was in the circle of his arms. He leaned back, drawing her with him.
Careful not to hurt him or touch his side, Nora couldn’t help laughing at what they must look like, entwined like this. But when he kissed her, her mirth died under a wave of profound desire.
He nibbled her lips, then pulled back. “I’ll need you to take my trewes off.”
Nora had never contemplated such a thing. She should have been mortified by the mere suggestion and yet a part of her thrilled at the idea.
Ewan lifted his arms, giving her freedom again.
Taking courage from the needful look on his face, she did as he asked and loosened his trewes, then pulled them free of his long legs. He was already fully erect.
Her heart pounded at the sight of him lying exposed and somewhat helpless. It was strangely erotic.
One corner of her mouth quirked up.
“Should I be concerned by that look?” Ewan asked.
Nora bit her lip. “I’m not sure. I was just thinking that I have you all to myself.”
“Aye, love, that you do.”
“You’re virtually helpless...”
“I’m always helpless where you’re concerned.”
She smiled at that. Nora didn’t know where her boldness came from, but as she watched him, curiosity took hold of her. She wanted to explore his body.
