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“Please. Not yet,” she whispered as he shifted, embarrassed by the neediness in her voice.

“I dream of being inside you. I spend most of my day hungering for your touch, and I will have it now.” Kieran confessed as his body rocked against hers. “I would stay inside you every minute of every day if I could.”

Maude lifted her chin to kiss Kieran with an unleashed passion only a woman who had discovered the power and delight of coupling could possess. It surprised Kieran when his body reacted to the kiss with his own need. He’d never recovered so quickly before, and certainly not from a climax he was certain surpassed any he had ever experienced before. He titled his hips as he tested his cock within her sheath.

“Oh God, Kier. Please. More.” Maude’s own need drove her kiss as she abandoned any hope of control. Her kiss was demanding and unrelenting, and it drove Kieran far past the brink of control as his body surged back to life.

“I want you,” Kieran breathed between thrusts.

“You have me.”

“No. You don’t understand. What I want isn’t gentle nor tender. It isn’t what you deserve your first time.” Kieran tried to slow down and remember that only minutes ago his bride had been a virgin, but her responses were those of a natural seductress.

“I don’t want gentle. I want to know you want me as much as I do you.”

Kieran growled as his cock thrust into her over and over.

“Christ’s bones, Maude. Demand every damn day and night.” Kieran’s body slammed into Maude’s as she rose to meet him each time. He had never experienced need the way he did with Maude. It overcame all reason and caution, and demanded that he claim her and mark her as his.

Their pants and moans filled the chamber as Maude returned Kieran’s passion and aggression with her own. When his arms shook with exhaustion, but he was not ready to be done, he rolled them over so Maude straddled him. He saw her shock at the new position, but her instincts told her what to do. He bucked his hips as she ground her mound into him. Her swaying breasts captivated his attention as his fingers dug into her hips. He was sure they would leave marks, but he couldn’t ease his grip. He clung to her as though she might float away.

“Kier, help.” Maude leaned forward, bringing her breast closer to his face. “I’m close. But I can’t — I don’t know— Please.”

He pressed her breasts together, alternating suckling and pinching her nipples. When he knew he would not last any longer, he bit down on one, careful not to be too rough, while tweaking the other as hard as he dared. Maude exploded around him, her inner muscles clamping his cock as he once more spilled inside her. He had just done something twice that he had never done before. Not once had he dared to find his release before pulling out. With Maude, he couldn’t imagine finishing any way other than being joined with her. Breathless and overwhelmed, Maude stretched across Kieran’s broad chest. She wondered if she should move off him and give him his space. She had already begged once, but she refused to be pathetic and beg twice.

“Don’t go,” Kieran panted. “Not yet. I need it as much as you did.”

Maude watched Kieran as his chest heaved and he lay with his eyes closed. He flung one arm out to the side while the other pinned her against his chest. She knew if she tried to move, he would let her, but his desire for them to remain together was the same as hers. She relaxed, and his fingers caressed her back. If his hand hadn’t continued its lazy sweeps over her skin, she would have thought he’d fallen asleep.

“I never imagined it could be like that, buttercup.”

Maude froze as she laid across him. She was the one who had been a virgin until only moments ago. She had no desire to think of Kieran with any other woman, but his comment made her curious.

“I can’t imagine how that was any different from other times,” she ventured.

Kieran toppled her off him as he lurched upward. He rolled them onto their side and hooked Maude’s leg over his hip, but his depleted body eased free of hers.

“Every single moment of that was different. I have never loved a woman before. I’ve never made love to a woman before. I didn’t understand how different it could be with someone who means the world to me.”

“I don’t know how to respond to that. Thank you?”

Kieran chuckled as he pushed damp hair from Maude’s neck. He kissed the spot at the end of her jaw.

“I never knew I could love this spot on a woman’s body as much as I do on you. A spot that no one else would ever touch. A place I can claim as only mine.”

“All of me is only yours,” Maude’s hand rested over his heart.

“And all of me is only yours. But that is a spot that others wouldn’t notice, wouldn’t touch. It’s a secret I share with only you.”

“That is easy for you, since no other mon has ever touched me. What can I claim as my own?” Maude wondered aloud.

“All of me. No woman has touched me the way you have. I’ve never made love before.” Kieran thought for a moment before continuing. “I’ve shared something with you I never have another woman. The very essence that makes me a mon.”

Maude furrowed her brow. She assumed he meant his seed, but surely he’d spilled it every time he’d coupled with a woman. She didn’t want to admit her innocence, so she remained quiet.

“Buttercup, I have never climaxed within a woman’s sheath. Never. Not even the first time. My father warned me of the dangers of losing my seed without consideration. I’ve never wanted to sire a bastard and have taken precautions. I’ve always pulled out well before I found my release. Making love to you is entirely different from the times in the past. The emotions, the sensations, the everything.” Kieran kissed her temple, the tip of her nose, and her forehead before tipping her mouth up to his. She returned his kiss, drugged by the passion he stirred within her. She tightened her leg over his hip as he rolled her onto her back. His fingers slid inside of her as he brought her to climax twice more before he pulled the covers over them. He held her as she slipped into slumber. He followed her soon after, but not before he watched his wife fall asleep in his arms, just as he had dreamed since he met her.

Chapter Twenty-One