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Alasdair
“Icould stand in this field and kiss ye fer days, but I must be honest, I’d much rather do it in yer bedchamber,” I say with a soft kiss on her lips.
“That sounds wonderful, but Alasdair, your father…” Her eyes are tender, and her voice is rough with emotion.
“Aye, I know. But ’tis not something I want to discuss right now. I don’t want to cloud this moment wi’ sadness. I’m sure ye understand,” I tell her truthfully.
“Then let us go inside. I would very much like to change into something more comfortable. I’m afraid I got my gown a little soiled during my walk,” she says with obvious flirtation.
Her arms are wrapped around my neck, and her smile is so joyous and sincere that my stomach clenches with desire while my heart overflows with love. We stay like that, holding on to one another, gazing through the windows of our souls. It feels so good to look upon her again, I don’t want to take my eyes away, and neither does she.
“Ye are a sight to behold, faerie maiden,” I say, tucking a delicate curl caught by the wind behind her ear. “Such a rare beauty.”
She offers a delicate smile. “Thank you. You may not know this, but for a man, you are quite beautiful as well.”
“Oh? Beautiful, am I?”
“Especially now,” she says, bringing her hand up to caress my cheek. “But I must say, they did not feed you very well. I will have to tell Margie she needs to fatten you up.” Her sweet laugh sends a tickle up my spine.
“Yes, well, she’d be very pleased wi’ those instructions, and I’ve got a strong appetite about me, but it does’na compare to my hunger fer you.” I pull her closer.
“Then let’s go inside. These past months have been long, and I feared we’d never be like this again.” Her voice stops short with emotion.
“I’m here, love. Just as I promised.”
I tap lightly on Ella’s door, and her soft voice bids me to enter. The latch clicks open, then closes, and I slowly turn around. What I find knocks the air from my lungs.
“Ella…” Her name is carried on a harsh exhale.
She is standing at the foot of the bed, naked with her back to me, the same as I requested last time we made love. Knowing this is her choice speaks volumes and reinforces that unique desire that only she controls. My steps are slow and measured as I make my way to her, a reality that seems surreal after months of pining over this singular moment. When I am close, I smell her sweet, exotic scent, and my body ignites with a feral hunger that makes my mouth water.
“There is not a greater welcome ye could have given than this, faerie maiden.” My hand comes up to her shoulder and slowly glides down her back and side, then around her hip to her stomach and up to her full breast resting atop her panting lungs.
I stop.
“Turn around,” I say with deep and unexpected sternness.
When she does, my heart pounds harder in my chest.
“Ella?”
“Yes?” she questions with concern in her eyes.
“Ye are…ye are wi’ child?”
The tenderness in her eyes confirms her answer before it leaves her lips. “Yes, Alasdair, I am.”
I see it now, the rosy glow in her cheeks, and I smile at how it adds to her ethereal beauty. I glance down and almost growl in pleasure at seeing the evidence of my planted seed. Her already full breasts are noticeably more abundant and heavier, but the slight roundness below her naval is enough to clog my throat with emotion.
“I’m only just now beginning to show. I didn’t think you would notice,” she says quietly.
“My hands have yer body memorized, faerie maiden. There is nothing about ye that will ever gounnoticed. But I am curious, when were ye going to tell me?”
She doesn’t answer right away, and I sense she is debating on whether to tell me the truth or not.
“After…after we…um…”
“Fuck?” I finish for her.
