Chapter Six
Cadoc had given a lot of thought to this moment. The whole three hours in the saddle, he’d thought about nothing but how to cause Larkspur the least distress. He wanted to bed her fast and painlessly, but that was clearly unachievable. She was a virgin; the faster he did this, the less time he spent coaxing her body to arousal, the more it would hurt her. Even done slowly, it would still hurt her.
Fast and painful, or slow and not as painful?
Slow. It had to be slow.
An hour into the ride he’d realized he should have brought some strong mead with him. A slug or two of that, and Larkspur would relax whether she wanted to or not. But that realization had come too late.
Cadoc took a deep, resolute breath. “Um, let’s lie down.” Because lying down, he wouldn’t loom over her so
