She ground her hips against his hand, begging him to push inside her again, but he teased her, rubbing over the sensitive bud and back again, chuckling when she whined in desperation.
“Beg me, lass. Tell me what ye want me to do to ye.”
“I want you,” she said swiftly, opening her legs wider, watching his pupils dilate with desire.
His breathing became fast and wicked as he pushed a hand lower, his finger nudging her entrance, teasing her but never sliding in.
“Please,” she whined.
A high-pitched moan escaped her lips as he slid a finger inside her, circling it in a way that made her tremble anew, her head thrown back, her mouth open in a silent scream of ecstasy.
“Does that feel good?” he asked as his finger pumped into her, his lips on her neck, teeth biting her skin and sucking the flesh enough to drive her wild.
“Yes. I want you. I want you to take me,” she panted as he pushed another finger inside her, and she could feel herself becoming wetter still as he claimed her mouth.
Her knees fell apart as her hips began a helpless rhythm, pushing upward toward the sky. His tongue plunged into her mouth, and his hips ground against her thigh.
Then, with a mischievous smile, Magnus kissed down her body. He withdrew his fingers, before replacing them with his tongue as her hands delved into his hair, pulling him against her more forcefully. He let out a groan as he pushed his tongue inside her.
Leah was breathless and almost coming undone by the time he raised himself above her and sat back on his knees, untying his belt and flinging his léine and kilt aside, finally showing her all the glorious flesh of his body.
His muscles were thick and strong, his chest heaving with desire as his wide thighs settled between hers, his hand coming up to grip her wrists again as he looked down at her.
“I told ye we dinnae need a bed,” he said, his eye sparkling with delight as he lowered himself over her. “I shall have ye now, wife,” he muttered.
She felt his hard length press against her as he waited for her to look at him.
“Are ye ready?” he asked.
“Yes,” she said, nodding her head.
Leah hissed as he breached her entrance and slowly slid into her. She took a deep breath she felt him throb inside her.
“Ye are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen,” he purred as he slid into her another inch.
He released her wrists, and her fingers immediately gripped his shoulders, moving over the wide expanse of his back as he slowly entered her, bit by bit, both of them groaning and shuddering.
Leah could feel the exact instant when their hips connected, and she could not help but let out a moan of ecstasy at the feel of his thick length inside her. She had never felt so full and complete before. It was as though her body had been waiting to welcome him, and now he was a part of her completely.
“I love you,” she said desperately.
Magnus kissed her just as passionately as before, moaning and grunting as his hips began to move, and she cried out at the fresh sensations as she felt him move inside her, the heat building between them like an unstoppable force.
“I love ye, too,” he said as he thrust into her, bracing his hands on the ground, keeping his weight off her so they could look at one another. “I’ll have ye whenever I choose,” he purred, and she closed her eyes in ecstasy at his words.
He chuckled as he thrust harder, and she could not help the scream that tore out of her throat at the pleasure that coursed through her.
“I’ll take ye whenever I wish, in whatever rooms of the castle we choose, because ye will be by my side, as ye should have been from the beginnin’.”
His thrusts quickened, and she was moaning continually, unable to stop, careless of their surroundings and whoever may be watching.
Magnus began to pound into her, his eye closing as he hit a spot inside her that sent white heat spiraling through every part of her.
“Yes, Magnus, yes!” she cried.
He groaned as he rocked into her over and over, both of them reaching their peak as he grabbed her shoulders and slammed his hips forward.
Leah could feel the grass beneath her back, could feel his fingers digging into her skin, their heavy breaths mixing and mingling in the air like smoke.
