Alisdair’s intense, lustful eyes met hers. “Ye are mine,” he moaned softly.
Fiona’s breath hitched at his words, her heart swelling with a possessiveness that mirrored his own. “And ye are mine.”
With that, he rolled her onto her back. “Ye are moving too slow!” They continued to move in time, the rhythm faster and more intense than it had been. Fiona’s caress became more insistent, brushing against his sensitive skin with a featherlight touch that sent shivers of pleasure coursing through him.
“Our bodies are connected,” Fiona whispered. “And our hearts are one.”
Alisdair’s breath caught in his throat at her words, closing his eyes for a moment as he reveled in her caress. “Aye,” he agreed, his voice thick with emotion.
Their passion continued to build, the fire between them becoming an inferno that threatened to consume them both. Fiona traced a path from his chest to his abdomen, her stroke filled with intensity. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, the desire that burned within him matching her own.
Alisdair’s heart pounded wildly, gasping as he met her caress. “Ye drive me mad, lass,” he whispered lustfully.
Fiona smiled wickedly as she traced the edge of his waistband. “And ye drive me wild.”
As their passion continued to build, Fiona and Alisdair lost themselves in the moment. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, their desires melding together in a symphony of fire and desire.
The air around them shimmered, the scent of their lovemaking thick and intoxicating. Fiona’s heart pounded wildly, trembling as the full force of her desire for Alisdair became clear.
Alisdair groaned softly, his body arching toward hers as her caress set his skin on fire. The fire between them was all-consuming, their bodies locked together in a dance of pure desire.
Fiona gasped as she was overwhelmed by the power of their passion. Her eyes met his, her heart racing with love and longing as they surrendered to the inferno that threatened to engulf them both.
Their bodies moved in perfect sync, their desires melding together in a fiery symphony that shattered the very air around them. Fiona traced the lines of his body, her caress both tender and intense. Alisdair’s heart pounded wildly, his desire for her growing with every passing moment.
As their passion reached its peak, Fiona and Alisdair lost all sense of time and place. Their bodies moved as one, their desires melding together in a perfect harmony of fire and desire.
The air around them shimmered. Fiona’s heart pounded wildly, her body trembling with emotion as she felt the full force of her desire for Alisdair.
Fiona’s breath came in ragged gasps as fell back against the bed, not quite believing what she and Alisdair had just done to one another. One thing was certain. Granny had been right about this. It was pleasurable.
As Fiona closed her eyes to sleep, she could still hear the revelry from the great hall drifting through the open window. For a moment, she wondered if she should be down there with her guests, but then she decided it didn’t matter. She was where she belonged. In the arms of her husband.
