Claimed By The Wolf Prince (2011) - Plot & Excerpts
As Struan and Iona approached, the gurgle of their laughter faded, but their smiles grew as they got gracefully to their feet and made their curtsies to their prince. “Highness.” “Prince Struan.” “Kirstin, Lillias, ladies. This is Iona, Laird McKinley’s daughter, as you know.” The women eyed Iona with fresh interest. Kirstin looked even more striking in the light of day, her hair night-black, her skin alabaster, her cherry-red lips set in a seductive smile. “Poor Lulach is still licking his wounds. It must be a fine feeling to have a prince fight for your favours,” she said, her voice husky. Her long fingers trailed possessively over Struan’s arm, white as milk against his tan. Her figure was voluptuous, the soft swell of her full breasts rising and falling gently at the low neckline of her gown. A gust of something horribly like jealousy assailed Iona. Looking up at Struan, she was pleased to see that he wasn’t eyeing Kirstin’s quivering breasts, nor even her lusciously pouted lips.
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