Page 31 of Married to her Kilted Enemy

“I want ye so bad, Maddison,” he whispered thickly, giving her a look so heated, she felt she would either burn or melt beneath it.

“I want ye too, Odhrán. All of ye,” she found herself murmuring into his mouth as they kissed again, teasing his lips with her teeth.

“Are ye sure, because if ye’re nae, we should stop now. I dinnae think I’ll be able tae hold back if we go any further,” he told her, pausing, his breath ragged.

“I dinnae want ye tae hold back,” she told him.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Odhrán’s lips quirked before he plundered her mouth with his own once more, his passion doubled. Maddison gave herself up to the intoxicating sensation of his large, warm hands moving so surely over every part of her. And she, too, freely exploring his huge, muscular frame, running her palms over his bulging arm and shoulder muscles, reveling in the strength beneath. But still, she wanted more.

“Odhrán, will ye help me out of me gown?” she murmured, having the sudden urge to feel his naked skin on hers.

“With pleasure,” he replied, making her gasp and giggle with surprise when he suddenly flipped her over onto her stomach and proceeded to undo the fastenings and buttons of the gown. She shimmied out of it with his help, and then he loosened her stays and slid them down over her hips. The flames of Maddison’s desire leapt higher inside her when he turned her over to face him again, and she saw his wolfish expression as he gazed at her in her shift and stockings.

“Wait,” she said, pulling herself up slightly. With one swift movement, she seized the hem of her shift and pulled it over her head, dropping it to the floor, naked but for her stockings.

“Dear Lord, Maddison, ye take me breath away. Dae ye have any idea how beautiful ye are?” he whispered, gazing at her, an expression of wonder on his face. He slowly ran the flat of his palm over her belly in obvious appreciation before it rose higher to capture her breasts.

“Och, flattery will get ye everywhere,” Maddison whispered, arching her back to receive his touch, the tips of her soft peaks already stiffening as his hands toyed with them, cupping them in his palms and squeezing them with frank enjoyment. A small moan escaped her lips, and shivers of delight shot through her body when he bent his head and took them in his mouth to tease her further.

Maddison gloried in his obvious appreciation of her body, especially the way his eyes raked hungrily over every inch of her naked skin. But when he grew more intense and moved one arm to grab her by the waist, she put a hand on his chest to make him pause.

“What is it?” he asked, looking slightly worried. “Are ye all right?”

“Aye, I’m more than all right,” she teased, putting her hands inside his shirt and running her hands over his chest.

“Then what is it?”

“’Tis yer turn now tae get naked,” she told him with a coquettish smile, reaching up and sliding his coat from his shoulders.

“Ye dinnae need tae ask me twice,” he joked as, laughing softly, he stood up. Maddison leaned on her elbow watching with delight as Odhrán kicked off his boots and then proceeded to strip in front of her, pulling his clothes off feverishly and hurling them heedlessly onto the floor.

She tingled all over, her excitement rising apace to see his gorgeous body gradually exposed to her. And when he finally shed his shirt, she took in a sharp breath, half of shock, half of lust, to see his manly beauty fully revealed to her.

A pang of fresh desire shook her at the sight of his member already standing out thick and proud from its nest of dark fur between his powerful legs. The undeniable evidence of his passion for her revealed right before her eyes was truly a heart-stopping revelation.

“Och, Odhrán,” she breathed, drinking in the sight of him with a mixture of awe and lust. “Ye’re… beautiful!” she gasped softly, kneeling up on the bed and beckoning him to her.

“Wheesht, woman,” he said, grinning as he approached her, his manhood bobbing enticingly. “Ye’ve nae seen all me scars. Ye’re the beautiful one.”

Unable to help herself, filled with curiosity and desire, Maddison, gripped his length gently in one hand. “Och, it grows in me hand!”

“Aye, it’ll dae that, especially if ye keep on like that,” Odhrán said hoarsely, putting his hand over hers and guiding her caresses.

“So, ye like it if I dae this?” she asked, watching his face. His eyes turned to liquid slits, and he groaned in reply as she became more practiced in her movements and increased the rhythm of her hands. She noticed that he enjoyed the rough movements more, so she held his length hard inside her hand. The fever inside her rose higher to see him so completely in her power. She bent and softly peppered his shaft with kisses, tracing her tongue along its length.

To her great enjoyment, Odhrán groaned deep in his throat and buried his hands in her hair, the pins falling about them as it came loose and cascaded to her waist. Moist heat pooled between her legs to see him so enflamed, throwing his head back and closing his eyes as she experimented, teasing him ever more daringly with her lips and tongue.

“Maddison, Maddison,” he groaned, gently pulling himself from her grasp.

“What is it? D’ye nae like it?”

“I like it too much,” he explained, sinking to his knees and gripping her by the hips, pulling her towards him. “I want tae see ye first, tae touch ye, tae give ye pleasure, like I’ve wanted tae dae fer so long.”

“Have ye really, Odhrán?” she asked, excited to hear him admit it. He chuckled as he cupped her breasts in his large, rough hands, squeezing and rolling them in his palms, making sounds of appreciation low in his throat.

“Since the first time I laid eyes on ye, I’ve imagined makin’ love tae ye like this a thousand times,” he breathed. “But I never could have dreamed it would be so sweet.”