He muttered Gaelic words while he gazed into her eyes, his now gone from blue to almost black, his lashes lowered, jaw clenched hard.
He was so freaking hot he stole her breath.
Hands over her head, Dani clutched at the coverlet and arched her back, accepting him penetrating deeper and deeper with each thrust. She relished every inch of this hard, fearsome warrior, relentless and determined.
"Yes, Gavin!" She screamed though she didn't mean to.
"Like that, do you?" he asked through clenched teeth.
"Yes! More."
She couldn't believe it when he drove into her even harder and faster. She didn't know lovemaking could turn into extreme euphoria.
Sharp tingles swirling through her, she lost her breath, and an orgasm plowed through her, long and drawn out. She could not hold onto the scream that echoed off the walls.
"Gavin!"
"Aye, lass."
As she returned to earth, he slowed to a gentler rhythm and kissed her ankle. Trying to catch her breath, she opened her eyes, unable to believe what she'd just experienced—the most powerful orgasm of her life.
When her gaze met his, he increased his pace again. "Are you ready for another, then?"
She shook her head. "I can't."
He smiled, leaned over, and flicked her nipple with his tongue. Holding himself still deep inside her, he sucked at the hardened, tender nub, then switched to the other, loving it with his lips.
"You're amazing," she whispered, burying her hands in his midnight hair. She couldn't believe how beautiful, hot, and sweet he was.
"You are. Mmm. Naught is better than being married to a lusty wench."
She smacked his hard arse. "I'm a lady, not a wench."
"Aye, you are. A verra lusty lady. My wife." Rising to his knees, he lifted her to sit straddling his thighs. She wrapped her arms around his neck. Face to face, gazing into her eyes, he lifted and lowered her. She nibbled on his lips, fearing she was falling hard for him, considering the raw emotions cutting loose within her. His wicked eyes dared her, challenged her to climax again.
Incredible desire built and built. Compounded, magnified. She could do nothing but hang on and let the pleasure claim her. He controlled it; he controlled her, making the ecstasy go on and on.
When he ground himself to the hilt and let go, she relished his actions. Groaning, he embraced her during his fierce release.
She caressed his back, savoring the hard muscles and smooth hot skin. Cherishing everything about him.
∞∞∞
Gavin awoke with a start.
Had his dream been disturbing? He couldn't remember.
Darkness filled the room. Aware of Dani, warm next to him in bed, he smiled and hugged her tighter to him. They had consummated the marriage twice more during the night, each time more amazing and pleasurable than the last. The curse had ended… had it not?
Uneasiness crept over him, then the familiar tightness welled, telling him the shifting loomed.
"Nay," he growled under his breath. It couldn't be. Was dawn nigh? The draperies enshrouded the window, blocking out all light. Damnation, he had to get out of here. He could not allow Dani to see him turn into a hawk.
He unwound her arms from around him, trying his best not to awaken her, and pushed the covers aside. He leapt to his feet and tore across the room. He opened the door, went out, and closed it back. Pausing, he let out a breath, but the impending transformation grew more intense.
"M'laird?" Ewan's concerned gaze dropped then swung upward again.
Gavin realized he wore no clothes but didn't have time to care. "'Tis happening again. She cannot know about it." He rushed along the corridor. All the doors on either side of him were closed. He didn't have time to open one and then unlatch a window. He would be trapped inside.
