Page 46 of Darro

“What’s that?” Esme saw something she hadn’t noticed until now and went to him. “You have a bruise on your face.” She gently touched the darkening spot. “What happened?”

“The sack is some arrowheads made of a stone Rory bid me find. Farlan left them outside the solar for me.” His mouth hitched. “My bruises came from the laird. I brawled with my brother over you.”

“You and Tasgall fought because of me?” Why did that thrill her? “Couldn’t you just talk it out?”

“We did for a time, and shall again on the morrow,” he said, stepping back from her and setting aside the sack. “The laird released me from my duties so I could speak with you.”

An odd sound came from the door to the solar, as if someone were trying to get in. Esme frowned as Darro went over to look, and then tried the door.

“The latch, ’tis jammed,” he muttered.

As she went to join him Esme saw the white mist drifting over to the watch tower, and suspected the spirit of Torra MacBren had decided to lock them in.

“I don’t have to go,” she told him sweetly. “I can spend the night here with you.”

“’Twas no’ my intention, bringing you here.” He took hold of her hand as if it were made of glass. “Remember I’m twice your size. ’Twould be naught for me to–”

Esme gripped his hand and hauled him over to the bed, where she pushed him down onto his back.

“No,” she said as he tried to sit up. “Be quiet, and don’t move. I don’t trust you. You’ll get nervous and smash the glass and run away from me again. No more talking. You may not think you want this, but you do. I’m not scared of you, either.” She thumped her fist against his chest. “You give me any trouble, and I’ll beat you up.”

He nodded and pressed his lips together as if trying not to smile.

“That’s the way, mi vida. Let me be in charge. You’ll be much happier.” Lifting the hem of her shift out of the way, she climbed on top of him, straddling his hips and perching on top of the bulge of his cock. “This always seems to happen when you touch me. Why is that?”

“’Tis you, Esme.” He brought his hands to the sides of her thighs and held them. “You’re mo chridhe.”

In that moment Esme knew she was in trouble. Darro McKeran had another secret, in that he could make any woman fall for him with just a few words. Despite everything that had conspired to keep them apart he’d found his way into her arms, and soon he’d take possession of her heart along with her body. When she left him—and she would someday—it was going to tear her to pieces.

I don’t care. Tonight is for us.

Darro closed his eyes as if in misery, as she lifted up to unlace his pants and push them down until she had freed his swollen shaft. He was very large and thick, his cockhead swollen like a ripe nectarine, his shaft laced with distended veins. Esme had never touched a more beautiful thing, for all that heavy, steely passion was for her. It made her worries disappear, leaving room only for this night, this bed, and sharing it with this man.

“Can I touch you now? I need you to say it’s okay first, Chief.” She hadn’t asked the last time, which still had her ashamed of herself.

“Aye, lass.” He smiled at her. “This night I’m yours.”

“Good. I need you to talk to me about what you want, too, so I don’t make any more mistakes,” she scolded as she curled her fingers around his girth and slowly stroked him with her hand. The skin on his shaft moved against her palm like heavy satin, and made his eyes go slumberous. “Are we really safe here? Seems like anyone can walk up to the walls and watch what we’re doing.”

“They cannae. Before we came inside the solar I barred the door from the staircase so no one would intrude. It didnae stop our lady ghost, but mayhap she meant to aid you.” He reached back and grabbed hold of the slats on the headboard of the big bed. “I’m your prisoner.”

“You’re my everything, mi corazon.” She shifted down on his legs so she could bend down and caress his shaft with her cheek, and then her soft lips. “I think you’d like to play in my mouth, wouldn’t you? We’ll get to that, too. Since this is our first time, I want you here.” She moved up suddenly, pressing his cock between her thighs and rolled her hips so that the liquid heat of her pussy glided against him. “Here you can play deeper inside me. Would you like that, Chieftain?”

Darro made a slightly strangled sound that could have been an aye.

“Good thing I’m in charge.” Esme lifted up, holding his shaft as she worked his cockhead between her folds, a moan slipping from her lips as he pressed in, stretching her around his thickness. “Yes, look at me while you come inside, that’s what I want. It’s like a dream you never thought you’d have, yes? To be with me and in me and oh, hold still or I’m going to come all over you again.”

Her thighs trembled as she slowly came down on his thick shaft, which worked into her heated wetness without any room to spare. With him only halfway inside she knew she’d never been so completely filled, and that alone made her sigh with delight. His hands came to grip her hips as if he was trying to stop her from taking his full length, but she solved that by drawing his hands up to her breasts.

“Touch me while I take you,” she murmured, stroking her hips gently atop him to work him in deeper. “You’re so good inside me, mi corazon.”

Darro looked up at her as if she were the only thing that existed for him, just as in that moment he was for her. No man had ever taken her like this; she was on the brink of coming by the time she buried him completely inside her. The tight fit of his cock in her pussy grew slicker and easier with every rise and fall of her body, and she fought to hold back as he caressed her breasts and gently pinched her nipples.

“Dinnae wait for your pleasure,” he urged. “I want to see it take you.”

“Then keep watching.” She could barely speak now, everything inside her had grown so tight and hot and overwhelming.

Esme bent down so she could kiss Darro, and he clamped a hand on the back of her head to hold her there. That triggered her climax, which came over her with such force that she almost screamed. He swallowed the sound as he kissed her, as if he never had before this moment, taking her breath and her groans and holding her writhing body as he rolled with her, putting her on her back. As the last of the tremors shook her he plowed deeply into her, sending more waves of shocking sensation through her.