Woman Beheld by Tianna Xander Page B

release and he would never purposely endanger her or her unborn children.
    Looking down, he gazed deep into her eyes. One kiss. Just one kiss and he would leave her to rest. There would be plenty of time to make her his once the babes were born.
    “Just one kiss, love.” Taking her jaw in his hand, he ran his thumb over her bottom lip. He loved her bottom lip. Full and pink, he adored it when she got nervous, drew it into her mouth and bit down.
    He’d dreamed about her lips every night since he brought her here. Until today, he wondered what it would feel like to press his mouth against hers, feeling the petal soft skin beneath his lips.
    She moaned when his lips covered hers. Reaching up, she thrust her fingers through his hair and pulled him closer. It was as though she didn’t want to let him go. Encouraged, he skimmed his hands over and down her back, then up her sides.
    Elle leaned closer, pressing her body against his. She climbed into his lap, a leg on either side of his, tempting him by putting him in the warm cradle of her hips. Goose flesh rose on her skin when he kissed his way to her neck, then her ear. He thrust his tongue inside the perfect shell and she moaned again, her head falling back as she leaned back, her silk-covered breasts like an offering.
    Daffyd shook his head. He needed to clear it, to stop this madness before they went too far—if they hadn’t already. “We can’t do this, love.” It took every ounce of self-control he possessed to try to do the right thing and set her away from him.
    “Why not?” Her breath came in short, soft gasps. “I asked Alia. She said it was fine. She said that she didn’t think I was in labor and even if I was, it wouldn’t harm them, not now.”
    Take what she offers, defender, otherwise it will be weeks before you can make her yours. Tonight is the last night it is safe to make love with her. Her babes come soon. I have foreseen it.
    Daffyd closed his eyes and wondered if he would be able to make love with her. The thought of an other-worldly audience held no appeal to him.
    We will not watch! Do you think us voyeurs?
    No, but I think you three like your jobs. Meddling in people’s lives shouldn’t give you such pleasure.
    It only gives us pleasure to see you happy, you stubborn man. You are almost as bad as Garrick. Even he will learn to toe the line when it is his turn. Now, stop stalling before it’s too late.
    Not wasting another second, Daffyd stared at the woman with whom he intended to spend the rest of his life. “You’re so beautiful. I love the way your hair glistens in the firelight. Its golden streaks offsets the deep brown, like rays of sunshine through the darkness.”
    “Stop with the pretty talk, Defender,” Elle said with a smile. “I want Daffyd, the man. I need him almost as much, maybe more, than he needs me.”
    “Then, turn around so I can unbutton your gown unless you want me to throw your skirts up and take you with nothing more than a how-do-you-do, ma’am.”
    “Oh, I definitely want more than that. But first, I want more of this.” She leaned down and pressed her mouth to his, her tongue tracing the seam of his lips until he opened his mouth and took control.
    He held her close, cherishing their closeness as they spent the next few minutes enjoying each other’s company. He brushed his thumbs over her already hard nipples and she arched into him with a gasp. Electric heat seared through him as he held her on his lap, her woman’s heat pressed tight against his hard cock.
    “Take me, Daffyd. Make me yours.”
     

Chapter Thirteen
     
     
    Elle stared deep into Daffyd’s eyes. The look he gave her was intense, as though he wanted nothing more than to strip her bare and make her his. She hoped so. If he turned her down wearing this dress, she’d be surprised. With its high waist and halter-top, she hoped he wouldn’t be able to resist her.
    Claru brought three dresses of the same style from which she could