Bloody hell. Eian had thought he had known pleasure all of these years, but he had been wrong. So very wrong. All of it, every last moment together, paled compared to what he had just felt. Tremors still wracked his body, and he felt rather like he was floating on a cloud somewhere. He had become addicted to this feeling very quickly, and there was no going back. Not that he would want to. He would need to have Allia every single day for the rest of his life, and still it would not be enough. He looked down at her in wonder, and she smiled up at him.
He smiled back. “Lass, the first time we were in this cave together, I wanted nothing more than to have ye naked in that lovely pool of water. I must tell ye I was sorely disappointed when ye left with all of yer clothes still on.”
“I’m sure you were. But I came terribly close to letting you kiss me that day.”
Eian let out a low groan. “Och, lass, ye have no idea how badly I wanted to kiss ye. Right then, I might have sold my soul for it.” He stood, effortlessly lifting Allia in his arms, and carried her over to the pool. He lowered her gently into the luke warm water. She relaxed against the side as he followed her in and pulled her into his arms so that she straddled his legs. His cock, already hard again, pressed against her belly, and she slid against it under the water, up and down, making him hiss in a breath.
“God, how ye make me want ye, love.” He lifted her hips and she slid slowly down onto him, sighing in satisfaction. With the desperate edge already taken off, Eian began to move within her, slowly and deeply as she swiveled her hips against him.
“Don’t ever leave me again”, she whispered fervently as she slid her hands up his smooth chest.
His grip on her hips tightened. “Never”, he said fervently. “We are truly bound, ye and I. When we were apart, even when I thought the worst, which I will forever be sorry for, I was desperate for ye. I went to see my great uncle Alisdair, and he told me what a fool I’d been.” He pulled her closer to kiss her lips in a long, sweet pull. “Ye are a miracle to me… and ah, god, I canna hold on much longer.”
Neither could Allia. She could feel her muscles clenching as he drove into her faster, the water swirling around them and sloshing onto the rocks. She could feel him grow larger within her as his whole body tensed. They went over the edge together, and Allia collapsed against Eian’s chest, pressing her lips to his skin and wrapping her legs around his hips to keep him deep inside her. Suddenly, she remembered what she hadn’t told him yet, and she smiled against his damp flesh. His hand came up to stroke her hair, and when he spoke, his voice was a deep rumble against her ear.
“Are ye happy lass, about the babe?”
Allia gasped and sat up, staring at him in surprise. “How did you know?”
“Alisdair told me. And dinna ask me how he kens anything. He has powers that I do no’.”
“Areyouhappy, Eian? I… I didn’t expect this to happen… I mean, not so soon…”
The look of joy on his face was her answer. “I never even imagined I could be this happy, lass.” He slid his hand down to rest on her stomach. “I canna wait to meet my son.”
“Wait, you don’t know that it’s a boy.”
“Oh aye, it’s a boy all right, love”, he said with a grin. “There’s a prophecy, ye see. Three sons of three sons, and then comes the end of Mored’s quest for the power of dark magic. Your part was foretold by your own clan’s oracles, and that is why you were hidden. Until now.”
She reached up and traced the outline of his jaw with the tip of her finger. “It’s fitting, I suppose, that Mored’s own blood will help to bring about his end.” She was so glad in that moment that she had never known her father, could not grieve for him in any way when he finally got what he deserved.
“Aye, it is at that.” He grabbed her fingertip and sucked it into his mouth, making her lips part on a little gasp. Inside her, he was growing hard yet again.
She laughed. “Eian Mac Coinnach, you are insatiable!”
He gave her his most wicked smile. “Aye lass, I will have ye again, and perhaps once more after that, as long as I have ye here all to myself. Then I’m taking ye home. To Creagmor.”
Chapter 13
When Eian and Allia walked into the keep together, holding hands and looking more than a little bit disheveled, Leon heaved an audible sigh of relief. When they didn’t even notice him sitting near the hearth and kept going straight up the tower stairs, he laughed out loud. Maybe things at Lochain could go back to normal again now.
The next morning, Allia was packed and ready to leave. She brought only what clothes would fit in a saddlebag, and Leon promised to send the rest along later. As Eian went to fetch their horses, Leon put a hand on her shoulder, his eyes serious and thoughtful.
“Lass, yer mam would be proud of ye.”
Allia smiled, knowing that her uncle was proud as well, though he would never say so. Eian returned with their mounts, and helped her up onto the back of the pretty mare, the same one she had ridden to Lochain on that first day they’d seen each other. Leon had given her the horse as a wedding gift. Just as they had said their goodbyes and were about to leave, Leon called out. “Eian lad… love her well. For her mam’s sake.”
Eian nodded, his face tight with emotion. “I will.”
The journey to Creagmor would take three days, and Allia was glad to have the time alone with Eian before she met his family and saw her new home for the first time. They still had so much to learn about each other, where to begin? “Tell me about your brothers.”
Eian smiled as he thought of his brothers, and the fact that even though all three of them looked very much alike, they couldn’t be more different otherwise. “Well… Bren is the eldest, as ye ken, and chief, so he’s the most responsible one. Hardly anything fazes him, and he’s a great warrior and an accomplished wizard as well. At times he’s been more like a father than a brother to us, and he’s certainly gotten me out of more than a few scrapes.”
Allia narrowed her eyes, wondering how many had involved women. Jealousy began to rise in hot waves, but she tamped it down.All in the past… “What kind of scrapes, Eian?” She could have sworn the back of his neck reddened.
“Ummm, let’s save those stories for another time. Suffice it to say, I was not always so well behaved as I am now.”
She laughed out loud at that. “And what about Drust?”
