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He has been through so much pain.

She sank into Gilchrist’s side once again, wrapping her arms so tightly around him that he chuckled softly.

“What does that touch mean?”

“Just that I love ye,” she whispered.

“I love ye too,” he murmured the words as he kissed the top of her head.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

“Here, would ye see this sent fer me please?” Gilchrist passed the letter to the innkeeper’s hand. Aaden’s name was scrawled across the top untidily, thanks to the haste with which it was written.

“Aye, of course.” The innkeeper took the letter and placed it with others to be sent from the inn on a small table nearby. “Yer horses are outside in the stables, saddled ready.”

“Thank ye.” Gilchrist reached in his pockets before realizing again that he had no money to pay the man with. The innkeeper raised a hand and waved him off.

“That lass’ ring was a pricey thing, I ken that.” The innkeeper nodded slowly. “Ye two are running from trouble. I am nae a blind man, though I’m growing older.” He chuckled and reached toward two packs of food wrapped in muslin and a corked flask which he passed to Gilchrist. “Take these too and consider it all paid fer by that ring.”

“That is very kind of ye. Thank ye.” Gilchrist thanked him repeatedly, but the innkeeper waved him off.

“Take one more thing too.” The innkeeper reached for a dirk in his belt and pulled it out, placing it down on the table between them.

“Are ye sure?” Gilchrist said uncertainly.

“Ye guard that lass well.” The innkeeper pointed to it. “Take it. Safe journey.” The innkeeper left to care for his other customers, urging Gilchrist to return to their room. Gilchrist thanked him another time but was waved off before he hurried up the stairs.

“Kyven?” he called as he stepped inside, carrying the packs. “That innkeeper, aye, he has been most generous…” He trailed off as he turned to close the door.

“What?” Kyven turned to face him. She was only wearing her chemise, part way through dressing, the shoulder of her the white material not quite covering her full breast. She had her hands on a pair of stockings she was trying to lift up over her legs. The glimpse of bare thighs was making him wild.

After what they had done the night before, how much they had made love, he didn’t think he’d ever be the same man again. At the sight of her so undressed, his length was rock hard again beneath the borrowed trews.

“What’s wrong?”

“Oh, nothing.” He threw the packs of food onto the table nearby and marched toward her across the room.

She giggled as he kissed down her neck, slowly turning her to face away from him.

“We dinnae have time fer this,” she said, though she continued to laugh as she complained, and she didn’t pull away either as he pulled at her chemise, raising it up around her waist.

“Say yer mine,” he begged again. There was something about hearing her say the words that was his undoing every time.

“I… oh.” She had reached behind her, trailing a hand down his chest and then to his length. Clearly feeling it through his trews had left her gasping. She experimented, palming him for a second.

“God, ye make me impossibly hard,” he confessed, then flicked her forward.

She laughed, her hands falling to the bed, as he encouraged her to kneel on the straw mattress. With her chemise up around her hips, he had perfect access to her. One of his hands ran over her hips and her rear, as his other hand went to release his length.

“We dinnae have much time,” she warned, though there was excitement in her tone, and she rocked her hips back against his. “Ye said ye wanted tae be on the road quickly.”

“Then we’ll have tae be quick this time,” he said simply, his length already nudging her entrance. She was wet, her body ready for him, and she stared to moan, those breathy and needy sounds which drove him wild.

He sank his length into her, connecting their bodies. She hissed with her pleasure, her back arching in a way that was so sexy, his hands gripped her hips tight until his knuckles turned white.

Far from being slow and sensual as they had been the night before, this time was quick and impatient, and he loved it just as much. He rocked their bodies together fast and judging by the way she gripped to the wooden bedhead and tried to hide her moans in the bedcovers beneath her, she loved it just as much.

“Oh, I’m… I…” She moaned just a few minutes later.