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splayed across the broad span of his chest, and she felt his heart quicken beneath her touch. Her mouth softened, and her lips parted. Timidly, allowing the tip of her tongue to sample his, she tasted his passion and desire. When he engulfed her in his arms and kissed her senseless, she found herself wanting more—more of this—more of him.
    Foreign, wanton thoughts, for which she would surely burn in Hell, flooded her mind. Yet, an inner voice told her these newly awakened feelings were the most natural thing in the world. She had been raised to believe it disgraceful, and evil, for a lady to crave a man’s touch. But they couldn’t possibly mean this. How could such a glorious thing be sinful, yet feel so amazing?
    Huddled securely in his arms, she closed her eyes and let his wild, woodsy masculine fragrance fill her senses. Like an aphrodisiac, it caused her blood to heat and every nerve in her body to tighten, awakening sensations she never knew existed.
    Connor deepened the kiss, and his tongue swept past her teeth to plunder her mouth. Like a starving man, he feasted on her lips. His kiss hungry, greedy, yet surprisingly gentle. He swallowed her tiny whimpers of pleasure, and tightened his embrace. With one hand anchored at the nape of her neck, he held her lips against his own, while the other hand explored the dip of her waist, and then settled on her bottom. When he pulled her into the hollow of his thighs, his rock hard shaft pressed against her belly. Pliant in his arms, they fit perfectly—as if he had been born to hold her like this. She let her head fall back, and his mouth slid from hers, leaving a hot trail of kisses along her neck.
    “You taste like heaven.” A low groan escaped his lips when he dropped his hands to his sides and took a step back. “Forgive me for taking such liberties.”
    She sucked in a sharp breath, and then exhaled slowly. To continue on this path would be a mistake. A proper lady would never behave in such a willful way, but the loss of physical contact caused her heart to clench.
    She stumbled backward until her spine rested against the curtain wall. Speechless, she brought her finger to her mouth, gently tracing where his lips had been. Today had been one of revelations and metamorphosis. She had gone from a child to a woman in the space of a few hours. Two men had pressed their lips to hers, yet the same act had drawn two completely different reactions.
    The soldier’s revolting kiss and lewd intent had made her skin crawl, while Connor’s kisses fueled her passion and desire. Freshened with mint and fennel, his breath was sweet, hot, and moist against her lips. He kissed her gently, reverently, and when it became possessive, and all consuming, she had no wish to pull away, or to fight the swell of emotion rising from her very core. While his strong hands caressed, his sensual mouth explored and enticed. She wanted to fall to her knees and pray the moment would never end.
    Still bewildered by the power of his kiss, Cailin stood motionless, staring into Connor’s heavy-lidded, passion-filled eyes. She blinked several times, then lowered her gaze. “Thank you for your help, m’lord, but you should be on your way.”
    He nodded, and moved aside, but as she stepped forward, she swayed toward him. When he grasped her waist to hold her steady, she braced her hands on his chest. His heart thundered beneath her fingertips, as if clawing to get out. Yet she dare not look up at him, lest she swoon again. “It appears I’m once more in your debt. You can release me now.”
    His hands fell to his sides, and he gave her room to pass. When she reached the gate, she turned and smiled. “I am grateful for all your help. I’ll never forget you or your...” She hesitated, again bringing her fingers to her lips. Unable to continue, she slipped inside.

Chapter 3

    Cloaked by the shadows of the curtain wall, Cailin crouched behind some bushes and waited for the sentry to pass. She’d