To Conquer a Scot - Tamara Gill Page 0,108

look it. In fact, he seemed quite pleased about the whole situation.”

I bet he did… Abby’s chamber servant walked in, a deep purple gown in her arms.

“Louise, can you organize a bath for me this morning, please?” Her servant curtsied and went off on her chore.

“I must ask, Abigail. Will you marry my brother now?”

“I’ll let you know after I’ve seen Aedan.”

“Very well.” Gwen kissed her cheek quickly, the woman almost hopping with excitement. “I’ll be in the hall doing some mending when you’re ready to come down.”

Abby watched her go, the butterflies in her stomach at full flight. Aedan was no longer engaged. She grinned, unable to control the excitement that coursed through her veins.

What luck it was that Aline cried off, stopping the need for Aedan to break alliances with clan Grant.

The bath, although not the deepest, was refreshing. She lathered her skin with lavender soap, and thought about what the next few days would mean. Had what happened between Ben and Aline been what Ben had hinted at the other day when he joined her on the picnic? Had he planned this? Or had their attraction been an ongoing thing, and one he’d wanted to pursue, especially after finding out his best friend was about to marry the woman?

There was nothing like wanting something you couldn’t have to make you realize how much you needed it.

“Abigail.”

She gasped and turned to find Aedan walking into her room from the secret corridor. “I’m a little busy here. Perhaps you can come back later.” Not that she meant a word of it. Aedan could intrude on her anytime he liked.

He strode quickly across the small distance, ripping off his shirt and dropping his kilt as he did so. Abby’s mouth dried at the sight of him standing beside the tub, his bronzed form hers for the taking, if she wished.

And she so wished.

He climbed in, the water rising and threatening to swoosh over the side.

“Please, join me.” He smiled at her sarcasm.

He sat at the opposite end to her, which wasn’t all that far considering the size of the tub and stared, his dark emerald eyes beckoning her with untold delights. “Come here.”

Abby bit her lip but did as he asked. Their bodies slid against one another, the feel of his muscular thighs under her bottom making her burn with need.

“What do you want, Aedan?” From the hardness that pushed against her core, she knew what he wanted, as did she. His hands clasped hard against her hips, his cock sliding, teasing her toward madness.

She moaned.

“Marry me.”

She nodded, trying to form the word past the lump in her throat. “Yes.”

He kissed her long and slow. Abby ran her hands across his unshaven jaw and up into his hair. His locks were longer than they’d been when she was here before, and she pulled them a little.

He lifted her and she took him in, his member filling her, making her feel secure and complete. Everything about him she adored—his strength, mind, ability as a man.

As he rocked into her, their need increased. Abby leaned back and watched as they made love to each other. His eyes darkened to a murky green with desire, sparking her enjoyment. She loved having control of a man in such a way, a man who’d normally control every facet of his life, including sex.

But not here. Here Abby had the upper hand and she made full use of her wiles.

Aedan ground his teeth as the woman in his arms, his future wife, tormented and pushed him within an inch of his ability to not come before she did. Having not had sex for the past twelve months, a man could only stand so much tupping, and after their kiss last night, his capacity to last was fraying faster than his well-worn kilt.

He ran his hands over her soft flesh, her skin as smooth as pummelled leather. Her breasts rocked before him as she rode them both toward ecstasy. He ran his palm across the pebbled flesh of her nipples. She gasped, laughing a little as he rolled the peaks between his fingers.

Her breasts were supple and all his. “I missed ye, lass. So much.”

She kissed him again and he lost himself in the embrace. He clasped her hard against him, pushing her down on his cock, his body roaring to come.

“Yes. Keep doing that.”

He bit down on her shoulder, helping her to ride him, wanting her to come with a need that matched his. She moaned

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