“Frick and Frack?”
She didn’t feel like explaining theold-timer reference. “Douglass and Cameron I mean.” Veronica lookedup, at last meeting his gaze. “I started to think I embarrassed youor somehow emasculated you.” At his quizzical expression, sheexplained what emasculation was.
“Nay,” Lachlan again denied. “’Twas neveraboot that. I am proud of you, Veronica. Verra proud. One of us mayhave gotten bitten had you not reacted so quickly.”
“Then what’s going on with you?”
He sighed. “Dinna you ken it shook me?Whilstyoudinna make me feel emascul…whatever theword.”
“Emasculated?”
“Aye, that. ‘Tis the eater that made me feelthusly.”
“That’s silly, Lachlan. You had your sworddrawn. You would have beheaded her if I hadn’t intervened.”
“Mayhap not afore she bit me, or worse,you. She—it—moved so fast.”
“Trust me, you would have been fine. I’vebeheaded many eaters with my sword. If I can do it, you can do ittoo. You’re a lot stronger than I am and your sword is muchheavier.”
“’Twas the first time I ever doubted myabilities,” he admitted in a faraway tone. His hands fell from hershoulders. “I dinna feel worthy of you and yet neither did I desirefor you to be left alone. I put the warriors outside the doors foryour added protection. Mayhap I overreacted.”
She reached up and grabbed his strong jawwith her hands, forcing his head down to look at her. “Yes, youoverreacted,” she told him, her gaze softening, “but I get it now.I just wish you would have told me all this last night.”
“Never in my life have I witnessed such athing as a woman returning from the dead. I should have reactedwith your quickness.”
“Oh please.” She snorted at that andreleased his jaw. “You should have seen me the first time I sawsomeone reanimate—come back to life,” she hurriedly explained.Veronica found her first smile. “I literally pissed my pants.”
His grin was slow, but it came. “Truly?” heasked.
“Yes, truly.” She chuckled at the memory. “Iwas running, screaming, and peeing all at the same time. Completelyforgot I had a gun in my hand.”
They shared a laugh. Lachlan pulled her intohis arms and held her. He rested his chin on the crown of her head.“You please me, wife.”
She closed her eyes briefly as she inhaledthe scent of him. “You please me too, husband.”
Silence.
“Then let me help you out of your bliaut,”he said thickly. His erection poked against said gown. “Whathappened to your circlet?” he asked.
“Circlet?”
“Aye, circlet. The jewelry upon yourforehead.”
At least now she knew what it was called.“It’s in my chest of drawers.”
“Put it back on,” Lachlan purred. He closedthe drapes and began undressing her. “As soon as I get thisoff.”
Veronica wondered if wearing a circlet whilenude was the medieval equivalent of wearing high heels while naked.It must have been for when she put it back on and turned to facehim wearing only the emerald head bangle, his breath sucked in.Before she could blink he scooped her up, carried her to their bed,and placed her on it. Lachlan swiftly undressed before climbing ontop of her, settling himself between her thighs.
He sucked on her nipples first, his mouthgoing back and forth from one to the other. Her head lulledbackward on a breathy shudder. “That feels so good, Lachlan.” Hishands kneaded her breasts as his mouth worked on her nipples. Sheinstinctively opened her legs wider, wanting him inside her. Hereleased one nipple with a popping sound before going to the otherand doing the same thing.
His breathing growing heavy, his head cameup and he gazed into her eyes. “I vow to make you feel verra good.”Using one hand to guide his erection to her opening, a gutturalsound escaped his throat as he surged inside of her to the hilt.She gasped, her hands wrapping around his waist and sliding down tohis buttocks. They continued to gaze into each other’s eyes,fucking fast and hard, clinging to each other. Flesh slappedagainst flesh. Moan matched moan. Lachlan impaled her deeper andharder, again and again and again.
“I love you,” he rasped. When she opened hermouth to speak, he thrust his tongue inside. As he passionatelykissed her, she couldn’t help but wonder if he’d purposely kept herfrom speaking. Maybe he was afraid she wouldn’t have returned thesentiment? She didn’t know.
All thoughts left her head as he fucked herwith primal force. She groaned into his mouth as he took her,riding her hard. She squeezed his buttocks, driving him evenwilder. He broke the kiss on a growl, thrusting inside her over andover and over, again and again and again. She came on a deep moan,her pussy contracting from the force of it.“Lachlan.”
His thrusts became more primitive, moreanimalistic. His breathing was labored, his heavy musclestightening. He fucked her harder and faster, driving deep into hercore. She fucked him back with everything she had, throwing herhips up to meet his frenzied plunges. He rode her harder andfaster, giving her more and more of his stiff cock. He impaled heronce, twice, three times more and, growling her name, squeezed hiseyes closed as his entire body convulsed atop hers. He came longand loudly, fucking her hard all the while. When he was done, whenhis cum was deep inside her, he slowed his thrusts until they cameto a halt.
