Highlander's Touch: Medieval Romance (The Fae Book 3)

Sweet heat rose once more within her core and radiated outward, made her thrust her breasts ever deeper into his exquisite touch and whimper his name. “Coll.”


“I’ve got you.” He caressed down her body and rubbed her nub as he continued to lave her breasts and she moaned as white-hot pleasure rippled through her, so swift and fast. She soared again as he drove her over the edge, her body so in harmony with his touch and even more stars sizzled to life amongst the myriad already ablaze until slowly, ever so slowly, she came back down.

Coll grinned at her. “That was beautiful to watch.” He leaned in, nibbled on her lobe, the promise in his eyes all she’d ever hoped to see. “I may be insatiable for a while. I want to see you coming at my hand, over and over, until you cannae breathe for the pleasure.”

“I shall have no complaints in that regard.” Such happiness thrummed through her, her chosen one’s acceptance of their bond the most magical gift she could’ve ever wished for, their mated bond so strong and the most enchanting of all. “But I believe ’tis now my turn to bring you pleasure. I wish to see how else we might join together as one.”

“There is only one way at present.” His happiness flared from him and smothered her in its exquisite hold, then he rolled her smoothly underneath him again, aligned every inch of their bodies and with his shaft swelling and lengthening, slid his cock deep inside her in one fast lunge.

“Oh my.” Back arched, the sheer rightness of having him within her overtook her emotions.

“Is all well?” He caressed her bottom and rocked his hips against hers and as he did, she stroked his sculpted chest and skated along the enticing path of his glorious abs. Golden sparks burned in his stunning brown eyes flecked with gold.

“Very well, my stubborn one.”

“I apologize for taking so long in admitting our bond existed.” He dipped his head and kissed her, his tongue sweeping across hers in a delicious and languorous caress, one she’d crave until the end of her days.

“You feared acknowledging our bond, and I understand why.” Her body clenched down on him, so tight and he groaned, thrust balls-deep inside her and she was lost.

The impact of their fast joining sent her spiraling back into the heavens and she floated as he joined her in another realm, one far beyond their own.

Aye, they’d completed their bond and her chosen one had now claimed her in every way.

Never would she need to run from him again.

He was hers.

Her lover.

Her every wish and desire.

Her every dream come true.





Chapter 8


The next night, Fiona lay slumped across Coll’s chest within his royal blue canopied bed, the heat from the fireplace washing over her. They’d spent an entire day in bed and naught more could she have asked for, his attention dedicated to her and now saturated in bliss, she skimmed her fingers across his muscled torso. “I’m hungry.”

“I just fed you.” He’d accepted a dinner tray when the maid had knocked and he motioned to the remnants of their evening meal on the side table. They’d enjoyed succulent goose and roasted vegetables, food they’d hand-fed each other right before making love all over again.

“This time I mean for chocolate. I never did get the chance to share the contents of Cherub’s basket with you, but I did snag half a chocolate bar which should still be in my satchel. You must try it.” Grinning, she pushed up and scooped her bag from beside the bed where she’d set it a few hours ago with the intention of showing him the treat, only he’d sidetracked her with his kisses and she’d forgotten all about it. Flap open, she rummaged within and found the treasure she sought.

“What is this chocolate you speak of?” He gripped her hips, toppled her back onto the thick fur blankets beside him, the chocolate bar now thankfully in her hands.

“Try this and discover the decadent taste for yourself.” She broke off a piece, set it on top of her nipple and grinned as the sweet treat melted against her skin and slid down into the valley between her breasts.

“That is an offer I will never decline, not with how you’re currently serving it up.” He swept his hands down her body and caressed her bare bottom. He lifted her higher and suctioned his mouth around her chocolate-coated nipple. Groaning, he sucked and as she placed another piece of chocolate on her other nipple, he licked across to it and moaned some more.

Imbibing, he devoured her and when she smoothed a piece along her lips, he surged upward and with breathless hunger, kissed her before she abandoned the rest of the chocolate block and entwined her body fully with his.

Love each other they would, for the rest of their lives.

Aye, no one would ever separate them again.

It was time for her to revel in her Highlander’s touch.

And most certainly, ’twas time for the fae to live.





Chapter 9