Una reached for him, working his tunic free before wrapping her hand around his hardened length.The sound she drew from him was low and guttural.
She stroked him slowly, feeling him slick against her palm.His forehead dropped to hers.His jaw was tight.
"Una," he growled.
She stroked him harder.
"Ye dinnae have to do this," he started.
Without second-guessing herself, Una moved down his body, dipped her head, and ran her tongue slowly across the tip of his cock.
The breath left Cormac in a rush.His hand fisted in her hair, not directing, just holding on, as he watched her take him fully into her mouth.Una worked him with her tongue, slow and thorough, learning what made his thighs tense and his breathing go ragged, as he made sounds low in his chest that she felt everywhere.He said her name twice.
Finally, unable to take any more, Cormac pulled her back up to him and kissed her deep and hard.His fingers trailed down and found the swollen nub again, working it in firm circles until she was rocking against his hand.She grabbed his wrist and held it there until she broke apart with a cry he caught with his mouth.
***
CORMAC TURNED HER SOher back was pressed to his front.Hands at her waist, firm and sure, drawing her up onto her knees.She felt the solid heat of his chest against her back, his mouth at her neck, then his hand sliding around to cup her breast, fingers rolling her nipple until she made a raw, involuntary sound.
"All right?"he asked against her ear.
"Aye," she managed."Don't ye dare stop."
He needed no further encouragement.Cormac nudged against her entrance and thrust forward, filling her in one deep stroke.Una dropped her head back against his shoulder as he began moving hard and steady, his face buried against her nape, both of them stifling the sound of their passion against each other's skin.
"Pinch yer nipples," he growled in her ear.
Una obeyed.She felt every tweak shoot fire directly from her breast to her womb.
His hand slid down and found the slick nub between her thighs, thumb circling it without mercy.He thrust into her hard from behind.With his other hand he gathered her plaited hair in his fist and pulled her back, holding her in place as he quickened his pace.
"I thought about this," he said, rough and low at her ear."The first time I saw ye plait yer hair.I thought about doing exactly this to ye.Having ye at my mercy as I take ye from behind."
She laughed, breathless and shaking."Ye wicked, wicked man."
"Only for ye," he groaned, and plunged into her over and over again.
Una lost all semblance of control.She pushed back against every thrust.He drove deeper.Cormac groaned low and she felt it everywhere.
"Come on," he said against her neck."Let me feel ye."
She came apart at his words, clenching hard around him, her whole body shuddering, a broken cry smothered against his neck.Cormac drove into her three more times, deep and hard, then buried himself to the hilt and pressed his face to her shoulder as he roared his release.
***
THEY COLLAPSED TOGETHER, breathing hard, and he gathered her into his arms so she lay against his chest.The fire had burned low.The candle guttered.The castle was quiet around them.
After a long while of soft caresses and slow kisses in the firelight, Una asked, "Yer friend.The one ye are meeting tomorrow.Who is he?"
"An old acquaintance.Someone I do business with from time to time.He often has work for me and my men."
"In the castle."
"Aye.Ye could say he works within the castle grounds."
She was quiet a moment, her fingers tracing slow circles on his chest."And the matter of Laird Gunn of Caithness.Will ye be able to address that?"
His hand, moving across her back, stilled briefly."How do ye know about Laird Gunn?"
