Page 51 of Secrets of a Kilted Seduction

She drew back a little, holding his face in her palms, her lips glistening, her eyes dark as they looked up into his. “Ye ken how hard it was fer ye tae sleep on the floor?” she asked, smiling beguilingly.

“Aye, I certainly dae.”

“Well, did ye nae realize it was just as hard fer me tae make ye sleep on the floor?”

He was stunned by the implication. “Ye mean…?”

“Aye, ye fool,” she replied tenderly, stroking his cheek. “D’ye think I’m made of stone? Ye walk around in in front of me, the man I once loved, with nae a stitch on, lookin’ so braw it would drive any lass mad… did ye never think I might want ye as much as ye want me?”

“Well, there have been times when I thought of it, but ye didnae give me much tae go on, always keepin’ me at arm’s length.”

“Aye. Like I’ve told ye many times, I couldnae bring mesel’ tae trust ye again. I didnae want tae get hurt all over again. I had tae be strong, but it’s never been any easier fer me than it has fer ye,” she explained.

“But now, something’s changed?”

She hesitated for a moment before telling him, “Maybe I’m startin’ tae trust ye again.” And then pulled him down again.

Elation rushed through him as he finally unleashed his pent-up lust. With a guttural growl, his mouth descended hungrily onto hers, taking possession of her as he had dreamed of doing for so long.

Their kisses grew fiercer, more demanding, and it thrilled him to feel Alana returning his passion unrestrainedly, holding his head between her hands, kissing him more deeply, not holding back.

The next moment, consumed by their mutual passion, they were tearing frantically at each other’s clothes.

“I have tae touch ye, all of ye,” he murmured between kisses, pulling down the bodice of her dress and shift to liberate her breasts. He groaned when they popped out fulsomely from the top of her stays, filling his palms with their delectable soft heaviness.

“I never thought this would happen,” he breathed, squeezing and rolling her sweet, warm flesh, reveling in her panting moans as he took them in his mouth and teased them with his tongue and lips.

“Och, Tadhg, that’s so… ah!” she murmured, writhing against him wantonly as he toyed with her while simultaneously pulling at his jerkin and shirt. “Take these off!” she demanded breathily, “I need tae feel yer skin against mine.”

“Wait a moment,” he said, dragging his mouth away from her breasts and kneeling up to impatiently rip his jerkin and shirt off over his head and toss them away. He paused to look at her. Naked to the waist, she was now sitting up, her legs curled beneath her skirts, gazing at him greedily as if she would devour him.

Her eyes were shining as they fixed on him, reflecting the flickering amber light of the fire. Her lips glistened as she ran the tip of her tongue over them, and a cloud of dark hair tumbled down about her shoulders and breasts. She appeared almost luminous in the flickering firelight, and he thought he had never seen anything more lovely or more exciting in his life.

“Ye take me breath away,” he told her admiringly, his erection throbbing uncomfortably against the restriction of his trews. “Just lookin’ at ye is drivin’ me mad.”

“If only ye could see how handsome ye are tae me,” she whispered wonderingly, her hands roving over his chest, arms, and shoulders, her hot mouth kissing and nibbling and sucking wherever she could reach.

When her hand found his erection, rubbing and pressing the material covering it teasingly, and her fingers reached for the fastening of his trews, he groaned and wound his fingers through her hair, allowing himself the intense pleasure of watching her face as she undid them and slid them down over his hips and thighs.

It was a temporary relief when his entire, straining length leaped out at her, for when she smiled up at him with mischief in her eyes, it throbbed almost painfully. She cupped his balls, squeezing them gently with one hand while gripping the base of his shaft with the other.

“Jaysus, Alana,” he managed to mumble, his hands tightening on her hair, his eyes half closing, and his breathing becoming ragged when she began teasing him with her tongue, running the tip up over the top and up and down the shaft. “I warn ye, I’m nae gonnae last long at this rate,” he croaked. “I need somethin’ tae distract me.”

Without a word she pulled him down to the bedding. He followed her willingly, gasping and groaning as she suddenly surprised him by taking his whole length between her lips and sliding him into the tantalizing heat of her mouth.

Driven almost to distraction by the sensation of her mouth working upon him and desperate to taste her too, without pulling away from her, he shifted his position, so they were lying on their sides at opposite ends to each other. He opened her thighs and buried his face between them, reveling in the soft down and velvety moist folds against his skin as he sucked her rosebud to a stiff peak, making her whine and wriggle enticingly beneath him. She let out a little scream when his slipped his flickering tongue inside her, stoking his need for her to almost unbearable heights.

When she came, gripping his shaft tightly and pumping it even as she arched her back and moaned his name, he knew he had only seconds before he too reached his climax, and he wanted to be inside her when he did. In a fluid movement, he turned her whole body around, so he was lying between her legs and plunged his engorged length into her to the hilt.

He let out a deep, primal groan in his throat, never having felt anything quite as exquisite in his life as her inner walls started gripping him. She answered with moans and whimpers, wrapping her legs around his waist, gazing up at him as they moved together at an ever-increasing pace, chasing the ultimate pleasure.

“I’ve never felt anythin’ like that before,” she murmured.

“Me neither,” he panted, “this is… special,” he gasped, feeling a hot, liquid rush as they peaked at exactly the same moment, clutching each other, their lips clashing, sweating and panting, before they came floating down from the ceiling.

Tadhg awoke with a start and sat up, rubbing his eyes and peering around the cave to see what had woken him. The dim light penetrating from outside and the embers of their fire allowed him to see there was nothing to immediately account for what had made him wake so suddenly. Yet at the same time, it failed to illuminate the darkest corners of the cave where he could not see, leaving him with a creeping feeling that something was hiding within them.

About to get up and investigate what had awoken him, he first gazed down at Alana. She was sleeping peacefully beside him, a half-smile on her lips. In the amber glow of the dying firelight, her luminous beauty and the vivid memory of their lovemaking in the night struck at his heart like a glittering knife.

Never could he ever have enough of her.

Alana seemed to shine like the moon as she slept peacefully next to him, clad only in her shift. The coltish tumble of soft white limbs and long dark hair by his side and the vivid memory of their lovemaking had him hardening again.

The way she had responded so passionately at first had been wildly exciting. Even now, just thinking of it, his groin twitched. He had known then that despite all her words and denials, she still wanted him as much as he wanted her. That had all but set him ablaze.

He pulled the blanket gently over her shoulders and was sorely tempted to lean down and kiss those pert, plump lips again and see what happened. He was seriously toying with the notion when his body suddenly stiffened, his ears pricking up as they detected a faint shuffling noise coming from near the cave entrance. Slipping his dirk from his weapons belt, he silently got to his feet and crept in that direction.

A short search outside revealed nothing, so he went to check on the horses. They seemed to be fine. He had just finished stroking them, giving them a few words of comfort, and was about to return to the cave when he heard the shuffling noise again. This time, it was behind him. He swiveled, but before he could complete the maneuver, something hard impacted with his temple, sending shards of pain exploding in his head and knocking him sideways. It happened so quickly, he knew nothing but pain and darkness suddenly flooding in on him. And then, everything turned black.