Page 100 of My Notorious Highlander

"You do, too." She loved the sensation of him filling her.

"Now, ride me," he said.

"Do you mean like…?" She slowly lifted herself, near rendered senseless by the feel of him gliding from her body.

"Aye," he breathed. His hands at her hips, he pushed her down again. "Faster."

Need possessing her, she followed his directions, finding that the more rapidly she moved, the more intense the pleasure. Breathless anticipation stole over her and when the intense delight of climax seized her, she felt she would collapse.

Growling, Torrin tugged her to him, kissing her while his body trembled against hers.

"Saints," she hissed, moments later when her breath returned. "I didn't even ken that was possible."

He grinned. "I'm glad I taught you something, then."

She bit his earlobe in punishment for his impertinent mouth.

He chuckled and she moved to lie beside him.

"Give me five minutes and we'll do that again," he said.

"In truth?"

"You doubt me?" he asked, incredulous, but grinning.

"Nay. 'Tis only… you are not fully recovered."

"I'm recovered enough."

She stroked her fingers over his chest and arms, appreciating each hard curve and flat plane of muscle. She wanted him to heal completely, of course, but she knew once he grew strong again, he would leave Dunnakeil and head for home. Then, she would be utterly lost without him.

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A week later, Jessie slipped into Torrin's chamber. Thrilled, he grinned and barred the door.

They had secretly spent every night together in one of their rooms, and Torrin had enjoyed every moment of it. But he could not stay at Dunnakeil forever. His clan would start wondering where he was and whether he was ever going to return to Munrick. He was much more recovered now and able to travel.

After they made love, they lay in bed, snuggled together in the candlelight.

"Jessie, I have to leave in the morn," he said, though the very idea made him feel wretched. "I have to go to Munrick and tell Nolan's widow and the rest of the clan of his death. Then, two of Dirk's men are going to show me where Nolan's grave is."

Jessie nodded, her eyes misting. "I understand."

"Please, will you marry me and come with me?" he asked, trying not to sound as if he were begging, though he would if it would convince her.

Closing her eyes, she shook her head. "You know I cannot do that. I've already told you why."

Disappointment engulfed him as it always did when she refused. "You might be carrying my bairn, even now." 'Twas his only argument.

She gave a sad smile. "I wish I was."

His heart pounded with hope. "Is that truly what you want?"

"Of course."

"Why do you not ask the healer to examine you and see?"

"I have. Flora said she didn't see any sign of a bairn yet." Tears filled Jessie's eyes.