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gasp.
    Saer took advantage of her open lips, deepening the kiss. This time she couldn’t help
     but notice how pleasant his lips felt against her own. She’d never considered that
     a man’s lips might be soft. Saer’s were.
    He coaxed her with gentle pressure to kiss him back. He teased her with slow laps
     along the sensitive surface of her lips to open her mouth farther. When she did, he
     deepened the kiss and unleashed a need that twisted her insides. Heat flashed through
     her, making her clothing feel constricting. Her breasts felt swollen as her nipples
     slowly contracted behind her bodice. It was overwhelming, and she shoved against his
     chest, struggling to slip away from him.
    When he prevented her, she reached up and slapped him.
    The sound was loud and echoed inside the chapel. But there was no one to hear. Even
     the priest had disappeared. She was utterly abandoned.
    Fear bit into her, its venom nauseating her. She shook her head, trying to stave it
     off, but her eyes brightened with unshed tears. Saer’s keen gaze settled on her eyes,
     infuriating her, because she was very much afraid he saw how glassy they were.
    At least anger burned away the fear, so she welcomed it and cast aside any further
     attempts at being civil.
    “I am nae yers,” she said, but her tone lacked all strength.
    He started toward her but froze at the plea in her tone. She heard him pull in a harsh
     breath before he gripped the wide belt holding his kilt against his lean waist.
    “A kiss is nae a claim of ownership.” His tone was gentler than she expected. The
     lack of arrogance surprised her, stilling her need to move away. But she still shook
     her head, unable to stop disagreeing with him.
    “I did nae hurt ye. I know me strength and how to control it.”
    She gave a bitter bark of laughter. “All men do. Just as they all know when they no
     longer have to temper their will. I’ll nae make the mistake of putting meself at any
     man’s mercy.”
    She turned away, intent on leaving him through the back of the workroom.
    “We’re nae finished, Nareen.”
    He was so close his breath brushed her ear. Saer moved with an unnatural speed, reaching
     out to encircle her waist. He bound her to him, bringing their bodies into contact
     from shoulders to feet. Her skirts compressed, allowing her to feel his legs behind
     her.
    “I am nae a challenge,” she insisted, turning her head to make sure he heard her.
    “Ye are,” Saer told her in a deep whisper.
    She opened her mouth to argue, and he sealed his hand over it.
    “But nae in the manner ye believe, Nareen. It is nae conquest for the sake of claiming
     a prize that I seek.”
    She stretched her neck, trying to dislodge his hand. Victory was hers for a short
     moment, but he slid his fingers down her chin and along her neck to rest against the
     spot in her throat where her pulse throbbed. Shame filled her as he found the telltale
     proof of her racing heart. He made a soft sound of male approval that sent a shudder
     through her. She felt surrounded by him, and part of her enjoyed it immensely, begging
     her to soften and yield to his embrace.
    “Ye are a challenge because ye test me control to entice ye until ye yield.”
    “I do nae want ye to,” she claimed.
    “Which is why I want to return to yer cousin’s house and beat her until she gives
     me the names of the men who laid rough hands on ye.”
    She shifted, trying to ease her way out of his hold. “I do nae recall them at all.”
    It was a lie. The boldest one she had ever told, and she was not sorry. She was going
     to say it again and again until she believed it.
    “I’m going to teach ye the pleasure of touch.”
    His voice had deepened and softened until it was like the stroke of a feather. Just
     barely there. She relaxed, sinking back against him to make sure she heard him.
    She shouldn’t. It was a weakness, one that would see her suffer at his hands once
     he gained what he wished.
    “Once I