Entrusted to a Highlander (Highland Promise Trilogy #2) - Donna Fletcher Page 0,72
her want more, making her ache for him.
“Please don’t make me beg you, Arran,” she said between moans.
“Knowing that you want me enough to beg fires my need for you beyond reason,” he said in a soft whisper near her ear.
“Then I’ll beg more often,” she said and turned her head enough for her to capture his earlobe with her teeth and nibble.
“Damn, wife, but you excite me,” he said and retaliated by nibbling at her lower lip before lifting up over her and gently slipping his shaft farther into her.
Purity raised her hips, forcing him deeper inside her and he complied, sliding in until he couldn’t stop himself from plunging all the way in.
“Sweet heaven,” she cried out. “Whatever you do, don’t stop.”
He didn’t. He couldn’t. His need for her was too great and he began a rhythm she easily joined with and he never felt anything so gratifying in his life. This was happiness, pleasure, love all rolled into one and he never wanted to let go of it.
Purity wanted to cry out with absolute joy but was too busy moaning with pleasure to do little else. Every thrust she met with one of her own made her feel more alive than she’d ever been. She felt it building to her core and knew it wouldn’t be long before she burst in extreme pleasure.
“Arran,” she breathed harshly, grabbing tight to his arms.
He brought his lips to hers, brushing across them. “Together as one, always as one.”
“Aye,” she agreed, squeezing her eyes tight as she teetered on the edge ready to fall.
He drove into her harder and harder and finally ordered, “Let go.”
And she did, calling out his name as an explosion of sensations rocked her body over and over, delivering the most exquisite pleasure she’d ever experienced. And she clung tenaciously to every divine bit of it.
Arran threw back his head ready to roar, but kept it to a moan that vibrated deep down in his chest. Explosion after explosion resonated down so deep inside him he didn’t think the pleasure would ever stop washing over and through him. Never had he felt such immense satisfaction with any woman and he allowed himself to enjoy every last bit of it, collapsing on his wife when he was sure their pleasure had finally abated.
When he felt her move against him and saw her eyes close tight, he hurried to reach down and tease her nub as he moved inside her again and was surprised when he felt her tighten around him and moan as she climaxed again.
Her eyes opened wide along with a smile and Arran couldn’t stop from smiling.
“That was absolutely the best,” she said and squeezed his arms tight. “We need to do that often, husband.”
Arran chuckled. “As often as you want, wife.”
Purity touched his lips lightly. “I’m so glad your smile has returned. I love when you smile.”
He kissed her fingers. “You are the reason I smile again.”
He eased himself off her and before he could draw her against him, she was already snuggled there at his side, wrapped around him as if she couldn’t get close enough, and he happily hugged her against him.
“Now I won’t have to lie to my father that a bairn is possible,” she said with glee. She raised her head, wide eyes on him. “But we’ll need to keep coupling to make sure I get with child soon.”
“Every day,” he assured her, again wondering how he had gotten so lucky.
“Only once a day?” she asked, puzzled.
He really was lucky. “More if you’d like.” And he wondered over her sudden frown.
“Will it be too much for you?” she asked seriously, then shook her head. “A foolish thought since I recall you enjoyed yourself a couple of times a day.”
“So you watched me more than once in the barn?” he asked.
She shook her head again. “I saw you enter the barn with women and assumed…”
He gripped her chin with two fingers and raised her head so their eyes met. “You know well that I have known many woman, but never have I felt the profound pleasure that I share with you.”
Purity didn’t have to question whether he spoke the truth or not, she could see it in his eyes, hear it in his voice. It filled her heart with joy and made this moment even more special for her.
“I’m glad to hear that, Arran,” she said softly. “It’s a good way for us to start our marriage.”