to cup her breast. She was warm and her skin soft and smelling fresh, and it felt so right to be there beside her.
He loved to touch her, but then perhaps it was because of the way she responded to his touch, eagerly and with a sense of excitement that flamed his own already raging desire for her.
She was a woman comfortable with making love and she was adventurous. She had not shied away from his nakedness or his eagerness to please her, and welcomed him and all he had to teach her.
She stirred and her hand joined his at her breast, forcing a gentle squeeze out of him.
He nibbled at her ear. “You are awake.”
She wiggled her backside against him. “I was waiting for you to wake.”
He trailed kisses down her neck, turning her skin to gooseflesh while his hand left her breast and drifted down between her legs. As his finger slipped inside her he pressed himself hard against her.
“Is that awake enough for you?”
“Mmm, not sure; let me feel that again,” she laughed.
He bit playfully along her shoulder as his finger worked a magic that soon had her moaning with pleasure.
“Damn, but I want you,” he whispered harshly in her ear, then flipped her around on her back and eased over her.
A sharp knock had them both holding their breaths until Tarr finally called out, “Who goes there?”
“Shamus. You are needed in the hall.”
Fiona grabbed his arm and demanded in a whisper. “You will finish this before you go.”
He grinned as he shouted. “I will be down shortly.”
“Aye,” Shamus acknowledged, and walked away.
“I would have liked to take my time with you.”
“Tonight when every one is abed, for now”—she reached out and took hold of him and guided him into her— “fast and hard will do.”
Tarr obliged entering her with a solid thrust that had her tossing her head back and moaning. Her moans grew as he plunged into her time and time again, and when he emptied into her she joined him, her head spinning, her heart thumping, and her body tingling with satisfaction.
He lay on his back a moment regaining his breath, his hand reaching out to take hers.
“That felt wonderful,” Fiona exclaimed with a smile. “I do not even feel tired anymore.” She hopped out of bed and stood with her hands on her naked hips. “I will dress and go see how Aliss is, then join you in the hall.”
Tarr sat up, swinging his legs off the bed to sit on the edge. “We best wed quickly for you are bound to get with child soon.”
Her hand rushed to cover her stomach. “How exciting to think that I could now be carrying your child.” She hurried over and threw herself at him.
He caught her and they fell back on the bed together.
She snuggled her face against his. “I would be proud to carry your child.”
“I am pleased to hear you say that, but I will worry endlessly about you.”
She sat up on top of him. “Why? I am strong and healthy and I will push that babe right out.”
His hands went around her waist as he laughed. “I bet you will, but I still fear—”
She poked him in the chest. “What do you fear?”
He pulled himself up so that their noses were touching. “I fear losing you.”
Her hands ran up his arms to grab hold near his shoulders. “I am not going anywhere. You are stuck with me for a very long time.”
“Promise?” he asked with desperation.
“Aye, I promise you, Tarr of Hellewyk, that I will live a long life with you, and when it is my time to go I will expect you to follow.”
He placed a sweet gentle kiss on her lips. “I will follow you, Fiona, whether it is heaven or hell you go to.”
She laughed, hugged him, and slid off him to kneel between his legs. “Mmm,” she murmured, and slowly traced her lips with her tongue. “I wish we had more time.”
He shut his eyes and ordered, “Get dressed.”
She laughed again and did as he said, but not before running a hand over him.
Tarr kept his eyes closed. “Let me know when you are dressed.”
“Coward,” she teased, hurrying into her garments but sauntered to the door as she laced the ties to her blouse. “I am done.”
He opened his eyes.
“Not with you, though. Tonight I shall have my way with you.” And with another lick of her lips, she scooted out the door with a laugh.