Highlander's Bride (The Fae #1)

“Do you know what I want?” He swept her legs apart and eased between them, his gaze searching hers.

“Aye, and I want the same.” She shoved her elbows under her and lifted up, traced the ridged bands of muscle lining his stomach, his hard muscles honed like carved stone. His abs bunched under her fingertips and as she moved lower and reached the head of his cock, his shaft saluted her from the water. Such pure joy flooded her. She wrapped her hand around the heaviness of him, fondled the head and glided down to the root. Every inch of him was hers to love and cherish, and she certainly would, for the rest of her life. “I want so much, everything you’re willing to offer me.”

“I intend on lavishing attention on you, and I’ve no wish to stop.” He tipped her back onto the moss once more, lifted her bottom higher and fully exposed her to his ravenous gaze. “My mouth waters at just the sight of all I’m about to devour. You’re a temptation I never intend on denying myself. Are you ready?”

“Aye, and take your time.” She didn’t want to miss a moment of this.

“I shall, my bride.” With a groan, he separated her folds and lapped her with his tongue. Pleasure rippled through her and she almost drowned in the storm of sensations to her most sensitive flesh. He suckled her nub, his fingers driving deep inside her and she lost all control, cried out and bucked hard.

Nay, she needed to hold on, to ensure he too felt pleasure just as she did. Under the water, she swept around and found his cock. She wrapped her fingers firm about his shaft and pumped him in long pulls, right in time with how he stroked into her.

“Kyla.” He growled her name, circled his fingers inside her in a scintillating way that caused an explosion of heat to build, so swift and so hard. She couldn’t hold on a moment longer.

“Come inside me, Ronan. I need you, desperately.” Whimpering, she writhed against him.

“Aye, you’re ready for me.” He lifted her up and dropped her down over top of him in such a fast and deeply penetrating move she almost hurtled from her body. She certainly barely held on to her sanity.

“Oh, goodness, so good.” She panted, aching for even more. “Faster.”

He drove into her again and again, his pace incredibly wild and raw and exactly as she desired. Her inner muscles contracted and she soared far from her body and flew to the heavens, blissful spasm after spasm rocking through her. Never had she felt so wholly as one with her chosen one. He was hers, always hers.



Such a wildly desperate need for his woman rushed through Ronan and as Kyla’s hot channel pulsed around him, he thrust balls-deep inside her and roared, his release exploding powerfully along with hers. She was the only woman he’d ever desire, ever crave, and no one would steal her away from him again. He’d make certain of it.

“My mate, my wife, my lover.” Against her lips, he whispered the words flowing from his heart, theirs such a heavenly union, one that had joined them together body and soul. “You hold all that I am within you, have become the very air I breathe and the sustenance my body needs.”

“As you hold all that I am within you.” Tears misted her gaze. “The day I was abducted from the village was the day I gave up the hope I’d ever have a future such as this. Being with you is a dream I never imagined could be possible. Promise me forever.”

“I promise you always and forever.” From this day forth, wherever they traveled, they’d only do so together. A promise given, and one that would blaze forever within his heart. “Soul bound mates walk the same path. Wherever one goes, so too does the other.”

With his woman cradled in his arms and his breathing slowly settling, he carried her out of the water and laid her down on the lush grass underneath the heavy foliage of an elm tree. He needed to ensure he left not one inch of her untouched by his mouth or body, that she experienced all the pleasure he could give her. Rocking over top of her, his cock lengthening all over again, he looked deep into her eyes. “I love you.”

“Make me yours again.” She dug her fingers into his back, scraped her nails gently down his flesh and he arched into her possessive touch.

Aye, he would. He wanted his chosen one, and with a hunger that held a firm hold on him and would never be appeased. Licking and nibbling, he devoured her breasts, swirled downward and kissed around her belly button, trailed over her hips and along her inner thighs. This was exactly what he needed and when her soft cries for more rang in his ears, he grinned and got drunk at the very heart of her.

“Too much.” She gasped and clutched his shoulders, but he gave her no reprieve.

At her sweet folds, he lapped and rolled around in heaven then once certain she truly couldn’t take any more, he lifted up and thrust his cock deep within her.