He took her mouth then and she opened herself to him, pressing her breasts against his solid chest, needing him to touch her. Darragh pulled her slightly forward to work the trews down, stopping only to apply his hand to her sensitive skin. Immediately, she gave in to the serious quaking that rocked through her body.
He yanked her close to impale her with his fingers, each thrust setting her on fire. Groaning, she threw her head back. When her flesh quivered against him, his shoulders tightened beneath her fingers. His breathing sounding labored.
“Is something amiss with ye?”
Darragh shook his head dismissively, as if unable to respond.
“Am I hurting ye?”
His eyes were wide when they met hers. “Only from my need to be inside ye.”
Brighit pulled back to gawk at him. “Then why are ye not inside me?”
With a firm hand around her waist, Darragh yanked the trews the rest of the way off before covering lowering himself over her. Something terrifying sparked in her mind, sitting just outside of her focus like a wild cat ready to pounce. But then he filled her, and his breathy moan and her body’s pleasant response called her attention back to him.
“Ah, does that pleasure ye?” His words were spoken on a throaty exhale.
The fear crouched low in the shadows of her mind.
“Mmm,” she answered.
With firm hands grasping her small shoulders, he sheathed himself completely into her depths. When he lowered his lips to her ear, blocking out everything else with his massive chest, the nagging sensation nipped at her thoughts.
“D'ye feel me inside ye?” Darragh’s low voice called her back to him.
“Aye.” And she could, a most pleasant sensation. But she panted slightly, no longer certain she could get enough air. He shifted, still covering her.
“And this?” His hot breath against her neck, along with his solid thrusts, claimed her total awareness. Most pleasant.
She could do no more than nod.
“Ye are safe with me, Brighit.”
Those words echoed in her head until all she knew was the delicious feeling of fullness.
His words from earlier returned to her mind. “Ye’re extremely enjoyable. Mayhap I should always make ye wait.”
Waiting had been awful. She couldn’t hold back the groan of pleasure as his movements increased her need, that tension and pressure building inside her again. Her body instinctively reached for it.
“Ah, I would know yer pleasure.” His scolding tone told her he knew exactly what he was doing to her and that realization released the flood gates. Taking her mouth, he accepted her groan into his own body as wave after wave overtook her, the fear fading out until it disappeared. When the waves settled down to gentle ripples, he murmured soothing words of endearment. Without warning, he flipped her on top of him so that he lay on his back, a wicked grin on his face.
“Ride me again.”
And she did so with abandon. Her deep moans couldn’t be silenced when he shifted her back and forth, sliding her against him. Their lovemaking was certainly not quiet, but there was no one near to hear them. He urged her on, using his hips to ensure each thrust touched that special place deep inside her. Her release was overpowering, taking her like an inescapable summer storm that leaves everything soaked and shivering. She collapsed against him. Exhausted. His hand to the back of her head, he kissed her deeply while he plunged into her depths until his seed filled her.
Darragh turned them both to the side with him still inside her. They lay facing each other, waiting for their hearts to calm, both of them wet with sweat and breathing as if they’d run a great distance.
“Ye give me great pleasure, wife.”
“As d'ye, husband.”
“I believe we can save the rest of the mead for another night.”
Brighit laughed. “I believe ’twould be best.”
She snuggled up to him, leaning on his chest. He settled hisbraitover them and they slept right where they were without waking until the cock crowed at dawn.
Chapter 19
