He pushed her thighs apart and washed between. Her flesh was so sensitive she hissed in a sharp breath. But at the same time, a fresh wave of need came over her.
He returned to the basin to rinse the cloth, then wash himself.
When he came back to the bed, he lay down on his back, grabbed her and dragged her on top of him.
“Oh.” How she relished the feel of his hot skin sliding against hers. He skimmed his hands down her back and squeezed her derriere.
He hummed a soft moan against her lips, placing wee kisses there, then slowly exploring her mouth with his tongue.
Beneath her, his shaft gradually grew hard again. An answering clenching sensation echoed inside her.
She shifted and squirmed, trying to ease the itching sensation he was causing. He pulled her knees upward toward his shoulders and she found herself sliding along his shaft.
She gasped at how wondrous he felt. “Keegan?”
“Aye. Do you want more?”
“Indeed.”
“Are you not too sore?”
She shook her head. “Nay.”
He moved his hand between their bodies to position himself. But first, he teased and tormented her by stroking his erection against her wetness. The burning, prickling need for him increased. She pushed against him. The tip slid in and he groaned. The soreness was more than she’d expected. She paused, but he didn’t. She held her breath, hoping it wouldn’t be as painful as the firsttime.
“Did I hurt you?” he asked.
“Nay, I realize I am a wee bit sore.”
“I’m sorry.” Firmly embedded deep inside her, he drew her close, lavishing her with affectionate and sinful kisses. After a few moments, she forgot the soreness and became highly aware of his sizable shaft inside her. So good. She moaned and felt herself growing wetter. Her body clenched, caressing his.
“Seona,” he groaned.
“Aye. It feels better and better.”
He held her hips in his hands and moved within her, slowly, but with growing speed and force. The sensations overwhelmed her entire body and mind, but he didn’t let up until every muscle in her body clenched onto him. The pleasure crashed within her, taking her breath, snatching her control. His mouth devoured hers.
Astounding moments later, he gripped her strongly to him, ground himself deep and growled into her ear. She savored his climax almost as much as her own.
His breath was harsh, his face sweaty against hers. “I fear I’ve demanded too much of you for our first time together.”
She shook her head. “Nay. ’Twas how I wished it.”
His body slipped from hers and he drew her into a warm embrace beside him. “You are more amazing and beautiful than I could ever put into words.”
The door crashed open and Seona screamed.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Haldane and his men dismounted at the harbor near Inverness. He dragged the lass off his horse. She was still kicking and thrashing about, trying to hurt him. Loving the fight in her, he grinned and carried her closer to the torch light at the edge of the docks. He wanted to see his prize. Back when they’d both been at Dunnakeil, he’d loved naught more than looking into her eyes, watching her, fantasizing about kissing her beautiful lips, undressing her.
He stood her on her feet in front of him. “Now listen to me, Seona. I will cut this gag off if you promise not to scream. If you do, I’ll simply tie another one on you.”
She stood with her head bowed, her long, dark hair shielding her face.
“Are you listening?” Wishing to look into her lovely dark blue eyes, he tilted her chin up.
Seona did not look like herself.
