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where Cairn’s widow had been feeding him… milk from her breasts ? Shocked, he turned to look at Lady l’Ebreux and suddenly, a host of murky memories collapsed around him. He thought he had been having erotic dreams of making love to a woman, nursing against her breasts, but it was coming to occur to him that perhaps those weren’t dreams at all.
Somehow, his subconscious mind had been feeding him these memories of things he had done, of what had occurred when he had been in a delirious state, and now he found himself looking at Lady l’Ebreux and thinking very naughty thoughts. Was it really true?
Had he really been suckling milk from her beautiful breasts all this time… and loving it?
He cleared his throat softly, unsure and embarrassed, noticing that Lady l’Ebreux wasn’t looking at him, either. Perhaps she was as embarrassed as he was about it. But on the other hand, she’d given him some of the more pleasurable erotic dreams he’d ever had. She was a beautiful woman, after all… stunningly so. He’d always thought that. And she was a widow, which meant she had no husband. She was unattached. And so was he. So there really wasn’t anything wrong with what she had been doing other than the fact that it was highly improper from a social standpoint. And, more than likely, from a religious one, too.
But the fact remained that she had selflessly given of herself to him, a man who had barely spoken ten words to her in the two years they had been acquainted. She had fed him the nourishment meant for the son she had so badly wanted. He’d never heard of such a sacrifice. Now, he was starting to feel rather guilty for his lack of regard for her all of this time. It hadn’t been deliberate… or had it ?
Gazing at the woman, he wasn’t entirely sure that his ignorance of her hadn’t been deliberate. She was so beautiful that he knew he was attracted to her, so his lack of attention towards her was probably to keep him from thinking about her. She was, after all, Cairn’s wife. He would never violate that trust. But the truth was that she wasn’t Cairn’s wife any longer. That was over with, a barrier removed. That being the case, he wasn’t sure he could stop his interest now.
Remembering the warmth and sexual satisfaction over the past several days, he wasn’t entirely sure he wanted to stop anything. Out of respect for Cairn, he knew he needed to give the woman time to grieve and he fully intended to do so. But after that… he couldn’t make any promises about his attention towards her.
Caddish thoughts, but he couldn’t help it.
“Lady l’Ebreux,” he said in his deep, husky voice. “I believe gratitude is in order. What you have done for me… it is quite selfless. I do not know if I can ever thank you.”
Madelayne had been gazing off into the room, perhaps too embarrassed to look at Kaspian when he realized what she had been doing for him. As if it was a dirty secret they shared. When he spoke softly, in a tone that sent shivers up her spine, she turned to look at him.
“It was no trouble,” she said, smiling weakly. “It is what Cairn would have wanted.”
Kaspian’s eyebrows lifted in surprise. “He would have wanted me to… you to…?”
He was motioning in the general direction of her chest and her smile turned genuine. “He would have wanted me to assist you in any way I could,” she said, giggling when he rolled his eyes as he realized what she meant. “Cairn always thought quite highly of you, my lord. He would have wanted me to help you.”
Kaspian gazed up at her, a faint smile on his lips. “His generosity is beyond measure,” he said quietly. “As is yours. You have my thanks.”
The gratitude was genuine and Madelayne flushed, looking away again because the expression on his face was more than gratitude; there was something warm there as well. She felt quite hot and bothered by it, but the truth was that she had spent the past five days with the man
Somehow, his subconscious mind had been feeding him these memories of things he had done, of what had occurred when he had been in a delirious state, and now he found himself looking at Lady l’Ebreux and thinking very naughty thoughts. Was it really true?
Had he really been suckling milk from her beautiful breasts all this time… and loving it?
He cleared his throat softly, unsure and embarrassed, noticing that Lady l’Ebreux wasn’t looking at him, either. Perhaps she was as embarrassed as he was about it. But on the other hand, she’d given him some of the more pleasurable erotic dreams he’d ever had. She was a beautiful woman, after all… stunningly so. He’d always thought that. And she was a widow, which meant she had no husband. She was unattached. And so was he. So there really wasn’t anything wrong with what she had been doing other than the fact that it was highly improper from a social standpoint. And, more than likely, from a religious one, too.
But the fact remained that she had selflessly given of herself to him, a man who had barely spoken ten words to her in the two years they had been acquainted. She had fed him the nourishment meant for the son she had so badly wanted. He’d never heard of such a sacrifice. Now, he was starting to feel rather guilty for his lack of regard for her all of this time. It hadn’t been deliberate… or had it ?
Gazing at the woman, he wasn’t entirely sure that his ignorance of her hadn’t been deliberate. She was so beautiful that he knew he was attracted to her, so his lack of attention towards her was probably to keep him from thinking about her. She was, after all, Cairn’s wife. He would never violate that trust. But the truth was that she wasn’t Cairn’s wife any longer. That was over with, a barrier removed. That being the case, he wasn’t sure he could stop his interest now.
Remembering the warmth and sexual satisfaction over the past several days, he wasn’t entirely sure he wanted to stop anything. Out of respect for Cairn, he knew he needed to give the woman time to grieve and he fully intended to do so. But after that… he couldn’t make any promises about his attention towards her.
Caddish thoughts, but he couldn’t help it.
“Lady l’Ebreux,” he said in his deep, husky voice. “I believe gratitude is in order. What you have done for me… it is quite selfless. I do not know if I can ever thank you.”
Madelayne had been gazing off into the room, perhaps too embarrassed to look at Kaspian when he realized what she had been doing for him. As if it was a dirty secret they shared. When he spoke softly, in a tone that sent shivers up her spine, she turned to look at him.
“It was no trouble,” she said, smiling weakly. “It is what Cairn would have wanted.”
Kaspian’s eyebrows lifted in surprise. “He would have wanted me to… you to…?”
He was motioning in the general direction of her chest and her smile turned genuine. “He would have wanted me to assist you in any way I could,” she said, giggling when he rolled his eyes as he realized what she meant. “Cairn always thought quite highly of you, my lord. He would have wanted me to help you.”
Kaspian gazed up at her, a faint smile on his lips. “His generosity is beyond measure,” he said quietly. “As is yours. You have my thanks.”
The gratitude was genuine and Madelayne flushed, looking away again because the expression on his face was more than gratitude; there was something warm there as well. She felt quite hot and bothered by it, but the truth was that she had spent the past five days with the man
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