Erik didn't mind in the slightest, far from it. In fact, he found the flush of her skin even more arousing than he would a serving wench's bawdy tongue whispering wickedness into his ear. Now wasn't the time to be thinking about his arousal, though; it was all about hers.

"Aye, lass, it is," he agreed, licking a path from earlobe to collarbone and back up again to whisper against her lips. A second before he took her mouth, his thigh worked between hers, pressing against her core. "Until ye explode for me."