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He smiled then and whispered, “All right, you’ve convinced me.”
Yesenda chuckled as Iain’s mouth and body covered hers. Soon her mirth turned into moans. Then the pent-up passion from weeks of abstinence turned into an insatiable, primal need. There was no gentleness or finesse. It was purely physical. Two people long denied battling for supremacy between the sheets.
“You’re so bonnie, my love. Especially when you’re riding me so hard,” Iain groaned as he made love to his wife.
Yesenda was riding astride. Her palms were flat on Iain’s chest, digging into his skin, using his chest for balance. Her head was thrown back with her glorious locks spilling across her shoulders. Iain gloried at the sight of her ample breasts bouncing above his head. He leant forward and suckled the stiffened peaks. She was still nursing. The taste of her exploded on his tongue. Each time he did it, he felt her contract around him and he clenched his jaw with the sensation.
Iain’s hands gripped her hips and dug into her flesh as he coaxed her body to move in rhythm with his thrusts. Yesenda’s hips were jerking so fast Iain could barely hold on. She rode with abandon, releasing his length then plunging down repeatedly. Iain took his fill as he matched her thrusts. He heard her moaning with pleasure. It was music to his ears.
“Love, I cannot hold much longer. You need to finish,” he growled.
“No, I want more.”
“Greedy wench,” he said as he slapped her backside.
“Give me more, husband!” she shouted.
Iain threw his head back, trying not to come before her, but he was fast losing the battle.
His hand shot out to where they joined, and he vigorously rubbed her heated pearl.
“Come, now,” he demanded.
“You’re cheating,” Yesenda gasped, then her entire body stiffened and gripped Iain so hard as she came.
“Damn!” Iain roared as he thrust three more times and climaxed with satisfaction.
Later, Yesenda was sprawled on top of him. Her head tucked into the crook of his shoulder as she gasped for air.
Iain was trying to catch his breath. One arm was draped across her back, holding her close and running his fingers through her hair.“Gads, woman, you almost killed me,” he said.
Yesenda lifted her head, seeking his lips as he lowered his mouth and kissed her.
They were lying in the afterglow of another sensational joining, the third that night, and their faces were inches apart. Not saying anything, just enjoying being in each other’s presence. Yesenda’s hands continued to caress Iain’s chest and arms.
They needed no words between them. Their eyes expressed the love they felt.
Life is life.Iain thought as he treasured these moments with the love of his life.
He was just drifting off to sleep when baby Oban let out a wail from the adjoining room.Iain shot straight up and was out of bed donning his plaid. He bent and kissed Yesenda on the tip of her nose, then hurried to fetch his son.
Yesenda lay back, propped on her elbows as she watched Iain cradle their babe in his arms while cooing softly.
Life is life.She thought. At that moment, Yesenda knew hers was perfect.
***
Three Months Later
Iain strode into their cottage and said, “Guess what, love?”
Yesenda looked up from polishing her mace. “What?”
“Bram received a missive from Kieran.”
“And?”
“Kieran is wed.”
