Page 51 of Stealing a Kilted Heart

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

The crackle of the fire and the sound of pouring rain concealed Fia’s moans as Knox dragged the flat of his tongue over her folds, tasting her just as he had told her he wanted to do. Gripping her thigh with his right hand, he threw her leg over his good shoulder, pressing closer and closer and burying his face in her core, giving her pleasure she hadn’t even thought possible.

This couldn’t compare to the touch of his fingers. Though that, too, had been enough to drive her mad, this transcended even that feeling, making her writhe and tremble under him as he worked her with his tongue and lips.

Fia’s hands found their way to Knox’s hair, gripping onto the dark strands tightly and drawing a moan out of him. She did it again, just to hear that sound, and Knox went wild with need, licking inside her with abandon, pressing his tongue against her walls.

There was nothing Fia could do other than curl up into herself, her entire body convulsing as Knox entered her like that, the short, rhythmic thrusts of his tongue pulling broken moans out of her. She didn’t know, in that moment, why she had ever even considered waiting for marriage. If that was what she had been missing, then perhaps it had been foolish of her.

But no, that wasn’t it. It wouldn’t have been the same with anyone else, Fia knew. It would have felt good, perhaps, and she would have been satisfied, but she doubted it could ever feel this good if it was anyone other than Knox. A big part of it was the fact that she not only desired him, but also loved him.

“Ye taste divine,” Knox said, taking a break from her core to kiss her thighs, nipping gently at the sensitive skin there. When he bit down harder, hard enough to leave a mark, Fia jerked in his grip, the sharp sting of his teeth coaxing more wetness out of her. “Is it good?”

“Aye,” she gasped, arching into his touch as she tried to get him to pleasure her again. “So good.”

“Ye’ll tell me if ye wish tae stop?”

“Never stop,” she said. “Please.”

Knox smiled up at her as he dived in once more, running his tongue over her folds again and again, his soft sighs travelling as vibrations through her skin. The sensation was one she would never forget, her legs falling wide open as she invited him ever closer. When his tongue found that sensitive spot at the top of her mound, Fia couldn’t help but grind her hips against him, her hands holding his head right where she wanted him as he gave her what she needed and teased that sensitive nub.

“I want ye tae finish fer me,” he said as his hand joined his efforts, one finger sliding inside her with ease. There was no resistance anymore, her core relaxed and dripping with arousal, her walls parting with ease to accommodate him even as he pressed a second finger inside. Even the slight stretch of it was pleasurable as he began to thrust them in and out of her entrance in earnest, curling them in search of a spot deep inside her that, once he found it and pressed against it, had stars exploding behind her eyelids. “Can ye dae that, me love? I want ye all nice an’ open so ye can take me all the way inside ye.”

The rumbling baritone of Knox’s voice reverberated through her as his lips moved against her folds. Fia nodded frantically and after that, Knox said nothing else. He only focused on bringing her pleasure, sinking his fingers inside her to the knuckle and licking at the sensitive skin around them, the tip of his tongue tracing patterns all over her flesh. When he pressed the pads of his fingers against that spot inside her again, rubbing relentlessly while his tongue worked her sensitive nub, it didn’t take more than a few seconds for him to bring Fia to orgasm, her entire body jerking again and again as wave after wave of almost unbearable pleasure coursed through her.

Her core throbbed pleasantly with her climax as Knox worked her through it, her walls clenching around his fingers. He only pulled back when she lay back down, a tingling warmth spreading all over her body from her core, and then kissed his way up her body, stopping by her breasts to suck a nipple in his mouth.

“Ach!” Fia shouted, another jolt of pleasure shooting through her suddenly. She laughed softly, pulling Knox to her and pressing a sweet kiss to his lips as he settled, still clothed, between her legs.

For a few moments, they only kissed, until Knox couldn’t take it anymore and began to roll his hips in small, almost aborted movements, pressing his manhood against her thigh. Hesitantly, but also determined to give him the same pleasure, Fia reached for him, grasping him through his clothes and drawing a broken moan out of him.

“Can I dae the same tae ye?” she asked, heat flooding her cheeks. As embarrassed as the thought of even offering made her, though, she wanted to make him feel good.

“Ye dinnae have tae dae that,” he said, but Fia was quick to shake her head.

“I want to,” she assured him. “Please. Tell me how I can please ye.”

Knox drew in a sharp breath through his nose and Fia could feel his manhood twitching where it was pressing into her thigh. He nodded and rolled onto his back, letting Fia move on top of him and undress him slowly, kissing her way down his chest as she did.

She was mindful of his injury, but when it came to exploring the rest of him, she was greedy, dragging her tongue over his heated skin and pressing her fingers into the grooves and swells of his muscles. It was as though he was carved from marble, like the statue of a great hero, but at the same time he felt so alive under her fingers, his blood pumping hot in his veins, that Fia couldn’t mistake him for anything other than what he was—a man of flesh and blood.

When she finally had him naked, she understood what it was that had forced him to stop and stare at her. She was enjoying the view, looking at the way his arms and legs bulged with every tiny movement, the way his manhood strained against his stomach, hard and leaking at the tip. Once again, though, she hesitated as she touched him, gently dragging her fingers over his length.

Surely, he must have been with many women, she thought, and all of them had to have been much more experienced than she was. She didn’t even know what to do; she needed him to guide her, and she could only hope that he wouldn’t mind.

“Ye can touch me,” he assured her, reaching for himself and wrapping his fingers around his length to give it a few lazy pumps. “Like this.”

Fia replaced his hand with hers, gently stroking the silky skin. He was firm in her grasp, more moisture beading at the tip every time she gave him a particularly pleasurable stroke, and Fia dipped her head to roll her tongue over it, tasting him for the first time.

“Heavens!” said Knox, sounding absolutely wrecked. Fia had never heard him sound like that before, so overcome by pleasure, and she wanted nothing more than to give him more of it, to hear him speak like that again. Tentatively, she took the tip of his manhood in her mouth, sucking softly as her hand worked the rest of him, and he writhed just as she had done, hips twitching as he tried to stop himself from thrusting into her mouth.

“That’s it,” he encouraged her as he began to pet her hair, fingers carding through the strands. “Take yer time… dinnae push yerself.”

Fia did as she was told, giving the head soft kitten licks that had Knox bucking underneath her. Every stroke seemed to get him even harder, every brush of her lips over him making him moan, until he couldn’t take it anymore and he wrapped his fingers tightly around the base, pulling back from her.

“I willnae last like this,” he warned her. “An’ I wish tae be inside ye. Come here, let me kiss ye.”

It was a heady feeling, knowing that Knox was close to his peak from her attentions, even if she wasn’t experienced. Fia wanted to touch him more, to bring him to completion, but she also wanted to feel him inside her, and so she crawled up his body, letting him pull her into a passionate kiss as he rolled her onto her back on the floor.