Catherine McLane flees her castle the night before she is to marry a brute who will take over her property and dominate her life. She plans to find a gentle man who will teach her all the pleasures to be shared between a man and a woman. Before the night is over, she discovers just such a man.
Sensual Romance by Lois Bonde
This is an historical erotic romance set in the Scottish Highlands. You'll fall in love with Catherine who is being forced by her father to marry a beast. She wants to escape for a good time before she is condemned by marriage to a life she'll hate.
Sean is a warrior who gets what he wants and doesn't care what people think of him. He is to be wed soon and thinks it will make no difference in his life style. He'll keep his wife home and with child.
They're both in for a surprise and so is the reader of Dream Knight.
"By all that's holy," Sean murmured. The unconscious figure slumped on the horse was a woman!
He tapped her shoulder with the broad side of the sword, but she didn't move. He could see that she was breathing and either sound asleep, drunk, or unconscious. Sheathing his sword, he led the horse to the stream by his campfire. He hobbled him so he could drink water and eat grass but not wander far. But what to do about the rider?
He ought first to check to see if she was wounded, though he saw no evidence of blood or bruising. Lifting her from the horse was easy enough with a hand under each arm. He lowered her until her feet touched the ground. Her knees immediately began to buckle and she moaned. Mayhap she was injured after all.
He swung her into his arms and carried her to his fire. Pushing his pack off the blanket with his foot, he lowered the mysterious lass onto it, leaning her against his chest as he knelt beside her.
She moaned again. Her soft complaints didn't sound at all like she was in pain. He was glad of that. He couldn't understand who would want to harm such a pretty little thing. He was startled when she suddenly wrapped her arms around his waist and snuggled her cheek against the length of plaid crossing his chest.
Feeling a tightening in his groin, he pushed her hair back from over her face and untied the shawl that had lost the battle to keep it confined. When he looked down carefully at her and saw the delicate features of a truly beautiful young woman, he drew in a quick breath. If only he could marry one as sweet as this, he thought sadly. Then he wouldn't be taking his sweet time to get to his wedding. He'd be riding at a gallop, anxious to ride her just as hard and as fast.
His cock surged and pressed against her soft breasts as he swallowed a groan.