nature and gentle voice he would always remember, but strength?
If it was there he never saw it.
Fiona displayed her strength with pride, and he felt honored to love and be loved by such an extraordinary woman. His heart swelled and so did his passion. He had to laugh to himself. He had thought of his husbandly duties as a necessity. He grinned wide, a chuckle rippling beneath his breath.
It would be no chore but a pleasure to do his duties with a woman who found as much joy in making love as he did.
Tarr saw Fiona stop suddenly, glance his way and, after a few words to the women around her, she walked his way.
He waited with arms crossed over his chest and a devilish smile on his lips.
Her pace was unhurried, her hips swung in a provocative sway, and her breasts bounced gently beneath her blouse with each step. Her hands went to the knotted shawl at her waist and she untied it as she approached him.
“Your eyes tell me you are hungry.” She slipped her shawl over her shoulders to hide her fingers as they loosened the ties of her blouse. “I myself am famished.”
Her nipple peeked at him from the edge of her blouse. “You seduce me here and now?”
“Aye,” she said, her eyes turning wide, “and with much impatience.”
He laughed and shook his head. “I got more than I bargained for when I chose you for a wife.”
She poked at his crossed arms. “It is I who chose you, and lucky you are that I did.”
“Aye, I am lucky that you love me.”
Her hand came to rest on his arm. “Let me show you how much I love you. I want to taste you as you did me.”
His eyes turned round and he leaned down close to her face. “If we were not standing in the middle of the village, I would scoop you up in my arms and rush you to bed.”
She leaned closer. “Coward.”
He threw his head back and roared with laughter, then with a swiftness that had her yelping, he swept her up into his arms and walked to the keep. Giggles and wagging tongues surrounded them, but Tarr paid them no heed. He was on a mission and nothing would stop him.
He pushed the door to his bedchamber open with his shoulder and kicked it shut behind, then walked over to the bed and dropped her down on it. She scurried to her knees and reached out to help him undress.
“I want you naked so that I can touch and taste and—damn, my body tingles every time I touch you.”
He grabbed her hand and placed it over the hard length of him. “This is what my body does every time you touch me.”
She grinned. “Good, I like you that way.”
She started stroking him, his thick muscle growing ever stronger with each lazy, tempting stroke. And when he went to move her hand away, she brought her tongue to him and stroked the cloth that covered him, nipping at him between tastes.
He groaned when she slipped his leggings down and as soon as he sprung free she took him in her mouth. There was no hesitation or repulsion, she feasted on him as if his flavor intoxicated her and she could not get enough.
A sudden rapid knock at the door tore them apart and Tarr hastily pulled up his leggings while Fiona scurried off the bed.
“An urgent message in the great hall for you,” a servant called out.
“I will be right there.”
Fading footsteps told them they were once again alone.
Tarr reached out and wrapped his arm around Fiona’s waist and yanked her up against him. “We will finish this.”
“Not soon enough for me.”
He laughed and kissed her, and together they went to the great hall.
Raynor and Oleg waited near the dais along with one of Tarr’s warriors.
“Shamus, what are you doing here?” Tarr asked as he approached.
“The Wolf has attacked the keep again.”
“Damage done?”
“Minor with no lives lost, but the clan MacElder have sent word that they are being troubled by a bordering clan and ask for help.”
Tarr turned to Raynor. “We leave within the hour.”
“I and some of my warriors will go with you,” Raynor said. “And do not bother to argue. You do not know who may lie in wait along the trail. And I want my sisters safe.”
Tarr raised a brow.
“I lost them once, I will not lose them again,” Raynor said in defense of his actions.
Oleg stepped forward. “Accept