He wanted some time alone with his wife. With Ferra.
Ferra licked her lips nervously, her pink tongue darting out, and Kaiden groaned, thinking of other places she could dart that tongue over.
“Will ye apologize again?”
He paused, pulling back to meet her gaze. “Wot?”
“Apologize,” she repeated. “Ye apologized for kissing me, and Kaiden, I didnae like it.”
“I, I took advantage of ye,” he shot back. “’Twas only right for me tae apologize.”
She let out a little sigh as she met his gaze. “Ye’re mah husband. How could ye take advantage of me?”
She had a point. A range of emotions flooded Kaiden, including a strong one that made him want to press into Ferra and let her feel what she did to him.
It was wrong to do so. She was an innocent, and he had to take it slow with her. Reaching up, Kaiden brushed a stray curl out of her face, the back of his hand touching her soft skin.
“Och, lass, I didnae mean it like that.”
“I know,” Ferra said softly. “So show me wot ye truly meant, Kaiden. I want it all.”
The lass didn’t know what she was asking for. Cupping her cheek with his hand, he drew her mouth to his, giving himself the first taste of something he had been craving for days.
It was just as sweet.
She made a sound against his mouth before her hand curled around his shoulder and pulled him closer, until he had her trapped against his hard body and the worktable. Her soft curves fit against his hard muscle, and he groaned in her mouth, wanting nothing more than to remove their clothing and sink into her warmth. His other hand slid up her hip to the laces at her bodice, wrenching them free of their holes.
He had to touch her.
Kaiden let her bodice gape open before he broke the kiss, his breathing just as harsh as hers. “I’m going tae touch ye, lass. All over,” he promised her, leaning his forehead against hers. “And ye will cry out mah name.”
“Kaiden,” she breathed as he pushed the bodice away from her body, baring one breast. The nipple was already puckered and waiting, so he wasted no time to close his lips around it, causing Ferra to buck against him painfully. His hand was already starting to work under her skirt, touching the silkiness of her thigh, and she made a mewling noise as his fingers brushed the apex of her thighs.
Her hands clenched hard in his hair, and he pulled away from her breast to look into her eyes. “I’m not going tae hurt ye, lass.”
“I know,” she gulped, her eyes flaring with heated intensity. “I just, I’ve never done this before.”
The thought of being her first humbled him, and suddenly this hut wasn’t good enough for her first time. She needed to be on a bed of soft furs, with a roaring fireplace and his attention for hours.
But his fingers moved against her under their own volition, and Ferra threw back her head, exposing the long column of her throat. Kaiden growled as his lips nibbled on her skin, his fingers easing into her slick folds to find the swollen nub that he knew was pulsating for attention.
When he touched it, she nearly bowled him over. “Kaiden,” she said, her eyes wide. “Wot are ye doing?”
“I’m pleasuring ye,” he told her, his own body painfully taut. “Enjoy it, lass. Let me take care of ye.”
She didn’t look like she believed him, but when he touched her again, Ferra’s eyes fluttered closed, and she surrendered herself to his touch.
Once he had her panting with need, Kaiden inserted a finger into her tight sheath, groaning against her shoulder. “Och, lass, ye are so tight.”
“Is that a bad thing?” she joked, her fingers digging into his shoulders.
“Nay, lass,” he told her, moving his hand. “’Tis perfect.” When the time came for him to take her, he would have to be careful.
“Something’s happening,” she whispered as he rained kisses on her face and the column of her neck.
“Let it go, lass,” he urged, pressing his thumb against her nub. Ferra cried out and then fell apart against him, his hand flooded with her first release.
Something he caused, no one else.
