“If it’s safe and with you, then I don’t need aught more.”
“Mayhap, but ye’ll wish for a lot more,” Dominic muttered.
“Aye, privacy to make love to you. But I suspect that will be in short supply.”
“Mayhap we can practicehow quiet ye can be.” Dominic guided Emelie to roll away from him before hiking up her chemise and his leine. He drew Emelie’s top leg over his and ran his fingers over her mons, rubbing her pearl as her body prepared to accept his. “I would bury maself in ye and never leave.”
“That would be quite the sight in the lists.”
“That isnae the sword I wish to wield. And a lively bed partner like ye willna let me run to fat.” Dominic nibbled where Emelie’s shoulder and neck met as she reached behind her to stroke him.
“Dinna keep me waiting, wolf,” Emelie teased as she pressed her hips back. Dominic entered her in a single thrust, eliciting a moan from Emelie. He grunted as he surged into her over and over. “I thought we were practicing how to be quiet.”
“Another time. I intend to make ye moan until ye climax. Then I would hear ye scream ma name. Let the whole bluidy keep ken I’m yers.”
“I think they already know that. I don’t think there is anyone in doubt. We’re worse than rabbits.”
“Bunnies are cute,” Dominic said before squeezing her nipple. Emelie’s nails dug into his thigh as she rocked her hips to meet his. “The only problem with this position is I canna enjoy yer breasts as much. I would have them while they’re still mine to play with.”
Dominic eased away from Emelie’s sheath. She rolled on top of him, but between her short body and her rounded belly, it was awkward as his cock returned to her core. Dominic sat up, bracing Emelie’s back and head in one hand as she leaned away. He pulled her chemise down her arms before he laved her nipple until it tightened into a dart, then grazed his teeth over it. When he felt Emelie shiver, and her core tightened around his shaft, he drew her breast into his mouth. He sucked as his cock pulsed within her. Still supporting her weight with one arm, his hands guided her hips as she ground her mons against him. It wasn’t long before Emelie’s gasps turned to deep, throaty moans.
“More,” Emelie panted. Always careful not to press his weight onto her, Dominic turned them again. He drew her to the edge of the bed as he stood and ripped his leine over his head. He rocked his hips as he leaned forward, resting his weight on his forearms. Their kisses were unrelenting and hungry. “More, wolf.”
“Whatever ye wish, sparrow. I will hear ma name on yer lips.” Dominic wasn’t as forceful as he had been before Emelie’s condition became obvious, but he ensured she received what she wanted. Her fingernails ran over his chest and abdomen, her touch inflaming him.
“Wolf!” Emelie screamed with one of the strongest climaxes Dominic had ever wrung from her. He thrust thrice more before his bollocks tightened, and his cock pulsed. He felt his seed shoot from him.
“Sparrow!” Dominic bellowed as an echo to Emelie’s cry. He suspected that he and Emelie would easily rival the number of children he expected Brodie and Laurel would have. But that thought brought fear back to him as he worried about keeping Emelie alive long enough to have their first child, let alone thinking about the dangers of childbirth.
Dominic climbed back onto the bed, and they rolled to their sides and shared light kisses until Emelie dozed off. But a sharp rap on the door made her eyes spring open. Dominic glared at the closed portal. “Can our chamber nae be the one place we can come where we willna always be disturbed?”
Sixteen
Dominic donned his leine once more and waited for Emelie to put her chemise to rights. She pulled a Campbell plaid around her shoulders as she kneeled on the bed. The wool blanket engulfed her, leaving only her head visible. He crossed the chamber and unlocked the door to find Brodie on the other side, frowning.
“Dinna give me that look. Ye were nay better before Laurel gave birth, and ye are already back to being nay better. Ye’re fooling nay one when ye retire with yer bonnie wife every afternoon. Rick is sleeping, but Laurel isnae,” Dominic glowered.
“Do ye wish to ken what I learned from Wallace or nae?” Brodie hissed. Dominic looked back at Emelie, who listened attentively. Brodie whispered, “Ye dinna want her seeing him. Laurel has a sturdy stomach, but I worry even she will be ill if she sees how I left him.”
“Aye. Let me dress. Where is he?”
“Dungeon. He’s next door to our guest,” Brodie explained. He shut the door to let Dominic dress and speak to Emelie.
“Lock the door while I’m gone, Em. I’m going down to the dungeon with Brodie. He spoke to Wallace.”
“I’m guessing he did far more than just talk if he doesn’t want me to know.”
“He has. He willna let Laurel see him, either. I dinna ken that he will survive whatever Brodie doled out.” Dominic pulled Emelie into his arms.
“Dom, your heart is racing. I can feel it pounding.”
“Em, Brodie was too calm for this to be aboot Laurel,” Dominic stated.
“Oh.” Emelie couldn’t think of anything else to say.
“If ye’re in agreement, I will speak to Father Lonergan aboot posting the banns.”
“The sooner the better,” Emelie agreed.
