Highlander's Seduction (The Matheson Brothers #3)

“As I love you. You’ll always be mine, just as I’ll always be yours, and no one shall ever tear us apart.” He plunged balls-deep inside her, his seed shooting to her core.

Heart pounding, she flew over the edge and joined him in heaven, her inner muscles gripping him tight.

Aye, they had an eternity together, a treasure of time she’d never relinquish. He’d found her, and she’d found him, and together, they would always be one.



Never had such a wildly desperate need to mate ever consumed Kirk. Cherub pulsed around his cock as she tugged him ever deeper inside her heat. She was the only woman he’d ever desire, the only woman who would ever hold him, heart, body, and soul. She was his sanctuary, his home, his everything and all.

Bringing them both gently back down, he slowed his rocking then withdrew from her. Not for long though. He scooped her into his arms and carried her into her bathroom connected to her chamber. After flicking on the overhead light, he strode across the gold and cream floor tiles, set her down then opened the glass shower door and flicked the lever up. He’d missed the conveniences of his time while in the past, or at least a little bit. Hot water on tap had been one of those conveniences. He stuck his hand under the flow, waited for it to hit the perfect temperature then swept his woman inside with him and closed the door.

On the wall across from them hung a massive mirror, one which reflected Cherub’s luscious body, from her rounded bottom to her long golden locks that tumbled to her waist. Her sparkly skin gleamed and the sinfully sexy sight had him aching to be inside her all over again.

“I’m going to be rather insatiable for a while.” He looked deep into her divine blue eyes. “Can you handle that?”

“I’ve waited over a thousand years for you. I’m going to be rather insatiable myself for a while.” With one hand on his chest, she pushed him against the glass wall, curled her other hand around his nape and with the shower water sluicing down their bodies, brought his mouth to hers and kissed him with a ravenous hunger that matched his own.

Hot water pummeled them and she hooked one leg behind his knee and rubbed up and down his calf. The delicious sensation of her smooth skin against his hairier body had his bear clawing for more. “There isn’t any part of you I don’t absolutely adore and I can’t wait to sample more of you.”

“Then sample away, because I intend to do the same with you.” She rubbed her breasts against his chest then leaned in and sucked on his neck. His cock stiffened even further and his spine tingled as the pressure in his shaft built, so swiftly, so surely.

“We might need to do hard and fast again. I have next to no control right now.” He grit his teeth in an attempt to hold off the sheer pleasure racking through him but to no avail, not when she grasped his cock and worked him in long pulls.

“Make us one, Kirk. There is no need to wait.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and with the water’s heavenly steam swirling around them, he cupped her bottom and did exactly as she’d asked. He lifted her up, dropped her down on top of him then pumped into her, his mind becoming lost within hers as he took her just the way they both needed, the way their bodies strived for and together, they rose to a great height before soaring to the very stars themselves.

Aye, there would be time for a slow loving at some point. He’d make certain of it. She was his, the only one he’d ever desire and he would savor every single inch of her over every single day to come. Such peace invaded his soul. No more searching. He’d found his chosen one, a most wondrous and loving woman who matched him in every way, to the depths of his soul.





Chapter 11


Warm summer-kissed morning air breezed into Cherub’s chamber through her open balcony doors and swirled around her. She lay with her head nestled against Kirk’s chest, his arm wrapped tight around her waist and his breath fanning her cheek. The crashing of the waves far below on the beach and the seagulls squawking over something they’d clearly found of interest made her smile. She loved being at home, but even more than that, she loved lying next to her mate. With her heart filled with love, she lifted up and gazed at him then holding perfectly still, embedded the moment deep into her mind.

Kirk’s long black lashes swept low over his high cheeks, his lips lifted contentedly in sleep. After their shower, he’d made love to her four more times, his shifter ability giving him an increase in stamina she completely adored.

Softly, she kissed his closed eyelids, his cheeks and nose sprinkled with freckles, all while the wind whispered across her skin and spoke to her very heart. She stopped and frowned as a trace of need suddenly rippled toward her.

Isla and Arabel. The clergyman had arrived at the keep.

“Kirk?” She kissed his lips and he stirred. “We need to return to the past.”

“This very minute?”

“Aye.”