Page 34 of A Bride for the Kilted Beast

It made her even bolder, and she pressed him into her so he could pleasure her further. He added another finger, and she moaned as they dived in and out of her rhythmically, gently at first, then harder and faster, spreading her lips wider.

Jolts of intense pleasure turned into a wave of irresistible compulsion such as she had never felt before. It rose from her melting core and pulsed upward, shaking her entire body, making her thrash her head and writhe beneath Diarmaid’s questing mouth and roving fingers, that were playing her like a musical instrument.

Helplessly, in the grip of something she could not name, Lillie rode the wave as it grew in intensity, bucking against Diarmaid’s touch until, finally, she reached the top of a precipice. And then, reaching the top, she allowed herself to fall into an intoxicating pleasure she had never imagined could exist between a man and a woman.

Slowly, he withdrew his hands and lips and lay looking deeply into her eyes, their faces on the pillow, inches apart. Lillie panted, breathless, and she felt wonderfully dazed. She ran her fingertips gently over Diarmaid’s face, admiring his fine, masculine beauty.

“There, now, that was very pleasurable, was it nae?” he whispered, his voice a croak, smiling at her, looking as dazed as she felt. He’s so devilishly handsome, I cannae resist him!

“Mmm, aye, it was,” she whispered back, her cheeks aflame, sinking happily into his green-eyed gaze.

“I have more tae show ye, but nae tonight, eh? I dinnae want tae rush ye. But d’ye understand a bit more now what I mean when I tell ye a woman can feel pleasure with a man? ’Tis better that way fer him too, nae just fer the woman.”

“Aye, I dae,” she admitted, feeling suddenly shy. Wanting to surprise him, she suddenly pressed her lips to his in a small kiss. She giggled to see the look of delighted surprise on his face.

“Thank ye, Diarmaid, fer being so patient and gentle.”

“T’was me pleasure. I enjoyed every moment, but what I care about is that ye enjoyed it, Lillie. Because it was tae show ye, ye need nae fear me.”

He kissed her hair then and settled back on the pillows, tucking her comfortably under his arm, seemingly content. Lillie wriggled out of her dress and laid it over the coverlet.

“I’d better fix this fire, or we’ll be cold when we wake up,” he said suddenly, getting up. He went to the hearth and poked the fire vigorously, adding a couple of large logs on top. “That should dae until morning,” he said, returning to the bed. He slipped out of his trews and got into bed beside Lilly, pulled the covers over them both, then hugged her to his side once again, his arm enfolding her.

She could not remember ever having felt so contented and safe. Her whole body felt sated and relaxed. She closed her eyes, breathing in his scent, settling her arm across his broad chest.

It was not very long before she heard Diarmaid’s breathing slow. She peeped up at him. His face was calm and boyish in repose, his dark eyelashes fanned out below his closed eyes. She had never really thought a man could be beautiful, but now she realized it was perfectly possible because she found Diarmaid to be so. With such thoughts and the memory of his touch, Lillie finally drifted off into peaceful slumber.

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CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Diarmaid was just coming awake when his brother barged blithely into the chamber without knocking, as he often did.

“Ach,” Ciarán said, stopping dead when he saw Lillie fast asleep, her partially naked form visible above the covers. Diarmaid frowned at him and covered her up quickly. He sat up, pressing his finger to his lips.

“Keep yer noise down,” he chided Ciarán in a low voice. “Can ye nae see she’s sleepin’?” He got up and went to fetch a clean shirt. “I need a few minutes. Wait fer me outside, will ye?”

Ciarán grinned as he said, “All right, but hurry up or we’ll be late fer the council meeting.” Ciarán slipped out quietly, closing the door behind him. Diarmaid took a few minutes to wash and dress before joining his brother in the hallway.

Ciarán’s grin grew wider as the pair set off towards the staircase.