Chapter 63

“Hold on to me,” Rygan instructs as his hands move to sweep under her thigh, catching her in a bridal position. He makes sure her hand is wrapped tightly around his neck before he races at full speed.

Elise dipped her nose further into his nape, taking in his scent to cool the aching heat rising in her core, but it wasn’t enough; she wanted to feel the warmth of his inviting skin.

Stormy clouds darkened as the wind blew faster and the rain began to fall, but he was quick to get into the cabin before any real damage could occur.

They were both damp from the rain showers that had finally turned into a full-blown storm. He took up the match and lit the fireplace, with Elise dropped on the large couch.

But as he adds more wood to the fireplace, Elise stands up from the couch, her eyes glazed with lust. Rygan then hears a quiet thud, and he turns to see that his wet, heavy tunic is now on the ground and Elise is naked.

Her perky breasts were halfway covered