While the rest were in the hall fondly recounting nights spent in the arms of a woman, he’d be above stairs holding his in his arms.
He undressed and carefully pulled back the bed covers. She immediately stirred, frowned, and then yanked the furs to bring them back up. He chuckled and slid into bed beside her.
The shock of her warm body against his brought him instantly and fully to awareness. She stirred again, murmured something in her sleep, and proceeded to burrow underneath him.
Her nightdress fell down one arm, baring the curve of her neck and the smooth skin of her shoulder. Unable to resist, he pressed his mouth to her flesh and nibbled a path to the column of her neck.
He loved her taste, loved the way her scent filled his nose as his tongue laved over her softness. She emitted a sigh that tickled over his ear.
“Ewan?” she asked sleepily.
“Who else were you expecting, lass?”
“Oh, I don’t know. It seems every time I wake, there are people in our chamber.”
He chuckled and nipped at her earlobe.
“You aren’t angry with me?”
He drew back and stared down at her. “What have you done now?”
She huffed, and her lips twisted into a disgruntled line. “I’ve done nothing. I was referring to earlier today. When I took Rionna off me. I know I shouldn’t have interfered but—”
He put a finger over her lips. “Nay, you shouldn’t have. But I’m fast discovering that you do many things you shouldn’t. It was a good thing that you removed Rionna when you did. Her father was angry, and you diffused the situation. My only complaint is that you placed yourself in a potentially explosive situation, not to mention you waded through a bunch of men who were caught up in the excitement of a battle.”
She slid her hands down his middle, lower, until she found his hardness. Her fingers circled his shaft and he groaned as he swelled within her grip.
“But you aren’t angry,” she said in a whisper-soft voice.
His eyes narrowed even as he pushed farther into her hand. “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re about, lass.”
Her eyes widened innocently as she stroked him from his cods to the very tip of his cock. He leaned down to kiss her, breathing in her very essence. He inhaled, holding and savoring the air that had been hers and then he returned it and it danced around their lips and tongues.
“This won’t get you out of trouble every time,” he warned.
She smiled. “I’ll settle for most of the time.”
He was about to lose himself in her hand. Her soft exploration was driving him to the brink of insanity. He had to have her. Now.
He reached down and clutched the hem of her night dress.
“Don’t tear—”
The sound of material ripping muffled her warning. He shoved the material up over her hips and rolled until he was positioned between her splayed thighs.
He found her heat, felt her silky warmth spread over the head of his shaft and with one push he was inside her. She gasped and arched into him, her belly trembling beneath his.
She was so tight around him, a fist gripping and squeezing, holding him so intimately that he began to unravel.
“Ah, lass, I’m sorry.”
“For what?”
Her hands trailed over his shoulders, her nails scraping at his flesh. He closed his eyes, knowing this wouldn’t last long at all.
“I seem to lose all control when I’m with you. This will be fast. I cannot hold back.”
“ ’Tis all right,” she whispered. “For I find I cannot hold back either.”
She lifted her hips and wrapped her legs around his waist. It was too much for him to bear.
He thrust hard and already he felt himself letting go. Again he thrust, plunging mindlessly into her willing body. His seed purted forth and he kept driving, over and over, until her passage, so slick with his passion, released him.
Unwilling to deprive himself of her sweetness just yet, he tucked his shaft back to her opening and eased inward, riding the aftershocks as she trembled and spasmed around him.
He leaned forward, resting his weight on her while he remained inside her warm sheath. She was breathing hard, her puffs of air blowing over his neck and chest. Her body was tangled around his, arms and legs clutching him and holding him close as if she’d never let go.
He liked that. Aye, he liked it a lot.
Finally he rolled to the side but kept her limbs entwined with his. He wanted her a part of him. He liked the sight of her much smaller body secured by his. She was his.
She gave a lusty yawn and nuzzled into his chest. He knew she was asleep in a matter of moments, but he remained awake, liking the feel of so much feminine sweetness in his arms.
