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“My Lord?” I ask, confused.
“Ye are perfect, My Lady.”
“Thank ye. So are ye.” I reach for the clasp on his kilt and flick it open. It falls to the floor; his sword hits the wood with a loud metallic clanking sound, making me jump a little.
“Ye’ve made my cock so hard, lass,” he groans. I look down and smile. He is just wearing his boots, but that’s not what has my attention.
“Is that what it is called?” I ask, fascinated by it. I reach out, wrapping my hand around it. It is verra large and verra hard. It is also hot, somehow both smooth and full of ridges. It is as if it is velvet-encased iron. “That goes inside of me?” I ask, releasing him, but I am not truly expecting an answer. I ken that it does, but I just doona see how…
“Aye lass, it does. Are ye ready for me?”
“Aye,” I reply, pulling him to the edge of my bed. I push him down until He is sitting, kneeling in front of him, unfastening his boots, and tossing them away.
“Come,” he says, pulling me up to my feet as he rises. His… cock digs into my belly as he pulls me closer to him. My breasts flatten against his chest, and my nipples harden instantly with the friction.
“Culloden?” I whisper just before his lips take mine. He lifts me in his arms and brings me to the center of my bed. The bed I’ve had since I left the nursery at thirteen, seven years ago. I cannae even count the nights I have lain here thinking of my husband. I was thinking of the very thing as he lifts his kilt from the floor, pulls a strip of his clan tartan from his sporran, and sits down beside me. He kisses me again before moving down my body with his tongue. I tense up when I realize what he is about to do.
“Yer cunt is so wet and ready for me, but I must taste ye,” he says, and then his tongue touches me there, and my back arches off the bed.
I shout his name as he groans his pleasure.
“Open yer eyes, lass,” he says, and I do. I didnae realize that I had closed them. He is above me now, with his cock notched at my opening. He doesnae push inside of me; instead, He reaches for the tartan strip and binds our hands together. I couldnae stop this if I wanted to. I wouldnae.
“W….what are ye doing?” I stammer, kenning full well that he plans on handfasting us together. Marry us in the ancient tradition, so I will lie only with my husband as I always wished.
“Ye ken what I am doing, lass. I am bindin you to me. I love ye, lass. You can feel this magic between us. I ken ye can.”
“I can. I doona ken why, and I doona care to ken. I do you love you.” He growls and presses his cock into me just a little bit.
“I, Culloden Alastair James Stewart, hereby take thee, Daracha Brodie as my wife and thereto plight my troth.”
“I, Daracha Mairi Brodie, hereby take thee Culloden Alastair James Stewart as my husband and thereto plight my troth,” I reply, tears pricking my eyes as he finally pushes into me, taking my maidenhead and making me his. The pain is sudden but over quickly as my body gets used to the size of him.
My husband begins to move inside of me, and I move to meet him. I am in awe of the feelings that are building inside of me, threatening to erupt. Culloden speeds up his movements, his hips hitting mine. I wrap my legs around his waist, allowing him to go deeper inside me. I am moaning and screaming with wild abandon, but I cannae seem to stop. I want more of this. I more of this. He laces the fingers of both hands, not just the one where we are tied together, and pulls them above my head. He kisses me before dragging his lips, teeth, and tongue down my neck.
I want more of my husband. Suddenly, all I can think about is being the mother of his children. I want that more than anything. I pull him closer to me, kissing him. I cannae tell where he ends, and I begin. This is the purest form of magic. I can feel it humming all around us and inside me.
“Wife, you want my seed? You want me to breed you?” he growls, slamming into me harder and harder. His lips, this close to my ear, gave me even more goose-skin than I had before. His filthy words make me want him more.
“Aye, husband. Breed me,” I demand as I see stars form behind my eyes. Pleasure like I ne’er kenned erupts within me. Culloden shouts my name, and I feel his cock pulse inside me, and then more warmth floods my core.
