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him that night. Katla continued to stroke his arm, trying to soothe the wildness she saw in his gaze. When he stared into her eyes, she noticed the scent in the air around them, as she had in the cave.
    “Stay with me,” he said in a low voice. “Lie with me.”
    Ripples of desire, unknown to her until the first time he’d touched her, made her skin tingle and the tips of her breasts tighten.
    “Stay with me,” he repeated, stepping closer and leaning down until their mouths nearly touched. The next words tickled her lips as he spoke, but with lust, not amusement.
    “Lie with me, Katla.” He tilted his head then and whispered once more against her mouth. “My angel.”
    The pause between asking and taking was gone before she could even reply, but her body had answered for her. At his plea, her body ached and throbbed deep inside, the blood pooling in her womb as her hips arched against his body. Her head spun as she breathed in the scent swirling around them and as his mouth finally, finally, claimed hers.
    Katla found herself gripping his arm as he took her mouth by storm. His tongue invaded and tasted and caressed. He suckled her tongue, drawing it into his own mouth, then guiding her to do the same with his. He laughed, a deep and wholly male sound of lust. When she grabbed hold of his other arm, pulling him against her, she felt his chuckle against her mouth and through her body.
    “Katla,” he whispered when he lifted his lips from hers. He licked and kissed his way down her neck, whispering her name over and over between each touch of his tongue or lips.
    “Katla.” A kiss.
    “Katla.” A caress by his hot tongue.
    “Katla.” He suckled the skin at the base of her neck.
    She thought he might be repeating it to remember her name among those of the countless other women he’d coupled with. Regardless of the reason, the sound of her name on his lips sent shivers of pleasure over her skin and waves of longing into her heart. Harald’s warning not to expect more than a tupping from the Truthsayer echoed in her thoughts as Gavin reached up and undid the leather ties holding her hair.
    She dropped her hands to her sides, enjoying the way he ran his hands through her hair and massaged her head. Closing her eyes and allowing him his way, she reveled in the decadent and pleasing sensations. He must have known, for he chuckled again, the sound rumbling deep in his chest. Katla smiled, for even though the bedplay between her and Harald had never been filled with laughter or touching, this pleased her.
    “I would see you garbed in nothing but your hair, angel.”
    The request and the way in which he said it made her body throb anew. Nakedness was not so strange a thing for her, but to play this way instead of simply joining was. She opened her eyes and saw the intensity of his gaze and knew she wanted to please him. Before she agreed, he spoke again.
    “I want you, Katla. I want you to return to the Southerlands with me until the next full moon.”
    Shocked that he wanted her in his bed for more than just this night, she began to back away. But he took her in his arms and held her close.
    “I will grant your every desire and pleasure you in ways you have not imagined if you will come with me.” He kissed her again, stealing her breath and her will to refuse. Her body ignited with lust at his words and his kiss. “Anything you ask shall be yours if I can grant it.”
    In that moment, the Truthsayer had revealed the one thing he wanted that only she could provide. She did not understand what drove his desire for her or his reasons for thinking she was any different from every other woman he’d taken to his bed…but he did.
    “Would you use your powers to hear my brother’s truth?”
    The words flowed out before she thought on them. But, if he agreed, then she would gladly whore herself to fulfill his desires.
    He never paused in replying either. “Whatever you ask, Katla.” He kissed her again and the scent