บททั้งหมดของ Satisfying Her Darkest Fantasies: บทที่ 681 - บทที่ 690

The laird smirked back at her, his teeth glinting in the low moonlight. “For a lass determined to make her own way, you’ve done a poor job of it.”She sniffed. “That’s very uncharitable of you to say.”“It doesn’t make it any less true. Now if we’re done with this conversation, I suggest we return to the keep, preferably before my son vacates my chambers and goes to seek you out in yours. He seems to have a certain affinity for sleeping with you. I don’t like to imagine his reaction when he finds your bed empty.”Oh, that was simply unfair, and the laird well knew it. He was manipulating her emotions and striving to make her feel guilt for leaving Crispen. She frowned sharply at him to let him know of her displeasure, but he ignored her and took her arm in his strong fingers.She had no choice but to allow him to herd her back in the direction of the keep. He marched her around the stone skirt and through the courtyard where he paused to issue a sharp command to his guard that she was

“My only duty is to your safety,” he said solemnly.She gave a disgruntled sigh. She was sure the laird’s men were every bit as thickheaded and stubborn as he was. It was probably a requirement.“Very well. By what name are you called?”“Gannon, my lady.”“Tell me, Gannon, are you my permanent watch guard?”“I share the duty with Cormac and Diormid. Next to his brothers, we are the laird’s most senior men.”She picked her way over the stones protruding from the ground as she made her way up the hillside toward the grazing sheep.“I can’t imagine that’s a duty any of you would welcome,” she said wryly.“ ’Tis an honor,” Gannon said gravely. “The laird’s confidence is great. He wouldn’t entrust the safety of the mistress of the keep to just any of his soldiers.”She stopped and whirled around, clamping her lips shut to prevent the shriek from escaping. “I am not the mistress of this keep!”“You will be in two days’ time, just as soon as the priest arrives.”She closed her eyes and shook

When he pulled away, she was dazed and she stared at him in absolute confusion.“Ah, lass, what you do to me,” he whispered.She blinked rapidly as she attempted to gather herself. This was a time when she needed to be solemn and sage. Offer something about how their marriage would be strong and based on mutual respect.But none of those things would form in her mind. Quite simply, his kisses reduced her to a blithering idiot.“You don’t kiss the correct way,” she blurted out.Mortified that this was all she could manage to say, she closed her eyes and prepared herself for his censure.When she reopened them, all she saw was deep amusement. The man looked fair to laughing. Her eyes narrowed. It was obvious he needed instruction on the matter.“And what, pray tell, is the correct way?”“You must keep your mouth closed.”“I see.”She nodded to reinforce her statement. “Aye, there are no tongues involved in kissing. ’Tis undignified.”“Undignified?”Again she nodded. This was going bette

Edward gave the battle cry and urged his horse down the hill. Around him, his men took up the cry and soon the valley echoed with the thunder of horses. The Woods descended like avenging hellfire, their savage cries enough to frighten the souls of the dead.After a faltering hesitation, when it wasn’t clear whether they meant to attack or run, Cameron’s men surged forward. divmet in a clash of swords at the bottom of the hill. Edward slashed through the first two men he encountered with a deft swing of his sword. He could see the surprise—and the fear—in the eyes of Cameron’s men. They hadn’t expected to encounter a fighting force such as Edward’s, and Edward derived unholy satisfaction from that fact.He glanced quickly to check on his men. He needn’t have worried. Caleb and Alan were cutting a swath through Cameron’s men while the rest of his soldiers dispatched their foes with expert speed and agility.Edward set his sights on Cameron, who still hadn’t dismounted his horse. He stoo

He cupped one breast, palming it so the pale globe plumped upward. Her nipple contracted and beaded so tight that it sent tiny shards of lightning through her belly.Then he bent and flicked his tongue over the erect nub, and her knees promptly buckled. She landed on the bed with a soft bounce, and he chuckled lightly as he followed her down.With a gentle nudge, he had her on her back and he loomed over her, so big and strong. He stared so unabashedly at her nakedness that she reached for the covers, something, anything, to make her not feel so vulnerable.He stayed her hand with his, his gaze tender as he met hers. "Don’t cover yourself, lass. You’re an exquisite sight. Unrivaled by any woman I’ve ever seen.” He trailed a finger over the curve of her waist to her hip and then back up again until he rubbed over her taut nipples. “Your skin is as soft as the finest silk. And your breasts … they remind me of ripe melons just waiting to be tasted.”She tried to suck in air but her lungs