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“Stop tensing up, husband. I have ne’er touched another man thusly, not unless you count my father, which I doona. He had the disease of kings. Mainly in his fingers and toes, but his elbows and shoulders pained him as well. Islay did what she could, and told me that this helped. I would rub his shoulder while he went over laird business, whatever that entails.”
I love that she kens what is wrong with me, and I can also tell with her.
“Alright, love. Just the thought of ye with another man makes my blood boil. I doona like the rage I feel. This willnae be one of those marriages that have you gracing another man’s bed once you’ve given me my heir and spare.”
“I would ne’er do that, husband. Ne’er. I am yers and yers alone. I willnae tolerate that, either.”
“I doona deserve you, lass.”
“You do, Culloden. Is this for me?” she asks, wrapping her fist around me cock. I am not prepared for her to wrap her lips around the tip of me before sucking my full engorged length to the back of her throat.
“Fook. That’s a good lass,” I groan. She moans around me. I am about to lose my mind.” The sensation is too good, too much to bear. I cannae help it; my cock goes off without warning and fills her mouth. She pulls off of me and opens her mouth, showing me my seed. “Fook.” I ne’er would have thought that would be so… arousing, but it is. Then she swallows it, smiles up at me, and licks her lips clean, and I die a bit. I pull her up into my lap, kissing her. Our tongues war for dominance, but it is hard to tell who wins since it feels like we both are.
“Mind yer wound,” she says as I pull one of her nipples into my mouth. Licking, sucking, and biting it before moving to the other.
“Put me inside you, lass,” I demand, already on edge. Using her knees, she rises up and grips my cock in one hand while driving her cunt down onto me. I cannae describe what this feels like other than like coming home after a long, arduous battle. There is naething better than Daracha, and naething ever will be.
“God above,” she cries as I use her hips to guide her in fucking me like this. The fates are mysterious, and I am verra much looking forward to being alone with her for a week while the storm passes.
Verra much.
CHAPTER 4
DARACHA
I cling to Culloden as we ride through the finally melting snow toward Leydfrod Castle. It has been weeks since I have seen my sister, and I miss her. Once Cull and I finally untangled ourselves from each other, he told me what had happened to her, and I was shocked. My timid little sister became both bold and brave as she fell in love. I know it was a fast and fierce transformation if it was anything like Cull and me. I ne’er really believed in love, and certainly ne’er fathomed a love like this. One that is so all-consuming I could die and be happy.
“We have reached Stewart lands,” he says after turning his head slightly toward me, where he presses a kiss to my forehead. Even that little touch sends a visceral reaction throughout my body.
“Thank you, husband,” I reply, wanting more than a forehead kiss from him. I believe that I am addicted to him. This ride is the longest we’ve gone without making love since the moment we met. I am needy and achy. The galloping motion of the horse isnae helping matters any. At all. If anything, it is making my desire more pronounced. It is taking everything in me not to moan aloud right now. I drag my hands down his torso until I reach his cock. It is hard underneath his kilt. I wish I knew why this makes me feel so powerful.
“Lass, fook, ye are insatiable,” he growls, bringing Mahiri to a stop near a secluded copse of trees with a little brook alongside it. He dismounts, reaches up, places his hands on my waist, and lifts me off. He drags me down his body until my feet touch the ground. “Mahiri will drink and rest. Come, I’ll show you my favorite place.” He loops the reins of the horse to a tree and takes my hand, leading me further into the thick trees.
“Where are we going?” I ask, but he doesnae answer me. Soon, we come to a clearing, where a small frozen pond comes into view. “Oh, my. It is gorgeous here, Culloden.”
“I oft come here when I need to be alone. I have never brought another here before.”
“I am honored that you have included me in this space. It is so peaceful,” I reply, squeezing his hand.
