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and she arched her neck to kiss him hard, with all the desire steaming through her.
    His hands worked beneath her spine, unlacing ties and tearing at buttons until the gown loosened. He hauled the fabric down and off.
    “How many layers of clothes do ye wear, lass?” He peered up at her and grinned wolfishly. “Dinna think for one moment that it will deter me.” He set to work on the next layer, an elaborate corset cover.
    “My mother commissioned more undergarments for my trip to London than I will ever wear in the hope I would feel pretty, I think.” Elizabeth guessed she should be more grateful that her parents were so generous. Yet she also knew she’d been a bartering chip for them, an investment they took seriously.
    “I thank my stars then, that your luggage is lost forever.” He tore free the fabric only to arrive at her corset. “There is more still to unfasten?” His eyebrows furrowed into even more fierce lines.
    Elizabeth laughed, an oddly small and joyous moment in a day of fears, risks and dangers. She lowered her gaze, taking in his now bare chest and shoulders. His body revealed was a marvel. Better than any warrior depicted on the Invergale tapestries.
    “The corset is to give me curves.” She knew some women appreciated the way the corset smoothed bulges, but hers were padded to provide a bit more in the areas where she’d always been… smaller. “But I hate it as well and I’m only too glad to see it go.”
    She moved to unfasten some hooks between her breasts. He stayed her hand.
    “I will not be defeated by a woman’s undergarments, no matter how unnecessary.” He moved his fingers to the task, deftly unhooking one button after another. “My reward is so close and I can feel it.”
    He skimmed a knuckle down her breastbone as the material gapped. Her back arched, her body craving his touch even as her eyes fell shut again.
    “Mine too,” she murmured, delirious with the rush of sensual feelings his touch inspired and knowing that she wanted to experience everything a man and woman could share.
    Here. Now. With Magnus Darroch.
    When he reached the last of the corset hooks, his knuckles grazed the nest of curls at the juncture of her thighs. Her breath caught and would not return. Breathless, she waited to see what would happen. What he would say.
    Did he find her less appealing now that she was naked?
    She wrenched open one eyelid only to find a rapt expression on his face as he bent to kiss her left breast. He did not appear to be anything less than pleased.
    Thinking ceased altogether when his tongue curled around one tight peak. Spring breeze cooled some of her skin, but right there, at the center of so much feeling, his tongue laved a hot path around sensitive nerves until she writhed beneath him, seeking more contact.
    Fingers spearing through his hair, she savored the heady kiss, her toes curling with pleasure. Tension coiled inside her and he switched his attention to her other breast. Sweet sensation pooled in her belly. Even her hair felt like a sensual caress where it shifted along the bare skin of her shoulder. Everything felt decadent and delicious, the scent of primrose and heather wafting on the breeze.
    And when he cupped his palm around her sex, a guttural cry escaped her lips before she could stop it. Pleasure rose, warming her skin and stealing her breath. She gripped Magnus’s shoulders, holding tight while he fingered her gently, playing in the dampness between her legs until she was coated with wetness.
    She braved a glance at him once, unsure if this was good or normal or expected, but when she found his green eyes glittering intensely, he leaned down to kiss her with a possessiveness she felt to her toes.
    Encouraged, she rode the sensations, her hips rolling as she found a pleasing rhythm against his hand while his fingers plucked at her sex and then rubbed lightly. After the third time that he’d teased her thus, she could not hold back the need for more.