neck and melted into him. It wasn’t a soft, learning kiss like the one from before. This one was full of fire and heat and longing. And her body responded instantly.
He deepened the kiss before she could right herself, sending desire pooling in her belly. Before Innes knew it, she was pressed against the battlement wall by Daman’s hard body.
She ran her hands over him, touching every part that she could. There wasn’t a part of him that was soft. Just steely muscle beneath her palms.
Her head dropped back as he kissed down her throat. Innes didn’t know such passion existed, but now that she did, there was no way she could marry another.
Cool air hit her legs a moment before Daman’s large hand hooked beneath her knee and yanked her leg up. Innes gasped at the feel of his hard arousal pressed against her.
In the next instant, she was holding air. She grasped the battlement and lifted her head to search for Daman. He was standing against the back battlement wall, his face contorted with regret and need.
Innes knew she couldn’t go to her groom anything but an innocent, but it wasn’t him she was thinking about. It was Daman and how she felt in his arms. Nothing mattered but this moment.
She held out her hand to him, but Daman gave a rough shake of his head and drew in a shaky breath.
“I don’t care what Alistair has planned,” she said. “I don’t want this to stop.”
Daman’s blue eyes flared with desire. He slowly looked her up and down, his intent clear. If he kissed her again, there wouldn’t be any stopping him.
Innes crossed the distance until she stood in front of him. “I don’t want you to stop. Ever.”
He cupped her face and stared at her as if his world had just been ripped to pieces.
“I’ve waited years to have you open your eyes and see me,” she said. “I’ve tasted your kisses, felt your desire. Don’t take that away.”
He jerked his head behind him, indicating the castle and clan.
Innes licked her lips and shrugged. “Everything I have ever done has been for the clan. I’m not thinking of anyone or anything other than me and you right now.”
Daman looked as if he wanted to argue the point more. Then, he released a deep breath as his frown disappeared. He gave a nod. Once more, he slipped his hand in hers. Together, they faced the battlement door and walked back into the castle to his chamber.
As soon as the door closed behind them, Innes was once more yanked against him in a fierce kiss that took her breath away.
CHAPTER SIX
Daman was shaken, staggered.
Stunned.
With every kiss, every touch, Innes sank deeper into his soul. He knew he shouldn’t be with her since she was promised to another, but he couldn’t walk away. He had to hold her, just as he had to take his next breath.
She had become the center of his world.
He didn’t wonder why or worry. He simply accepted the fact.
Innes grounded him in a way he couldn’t understand. Even the knowledge that he had been asleep for two hundred years wasn’t enough to send him away. Because without her, without her soft voice and beautiful, dark eyes, he knew he would go mad.
She was the only one who spoke to him while he was in the cave.
She was the only one who touched him as he lay sleeping.
She was the only one who penetrated the darkness, giving him...hope.
She was the one who awakened him.
Daman ended the kiss and leaned back to look at her. He wished he could tell her how she gave him a reason to live. He wanted to tell her that her beauty left him breathless.
More than that, he desperately wanted to tell her that she healed the raw, aching wounds deep inside him with only a smile.
He didn’t know what plagued him, what made him think he had something to look for. Only that he instinctively knew that he did. It ate at him constantly. But Innes eased his soul, soothed his heart.
She didn’t make him forget what gnawed at him. Instead, she made him believe that he would eventually do