Chapter Fifteen #3
I kissed him and licked him playfully, taking him farther into my mouth.
He was too big to take fully, so I used my fingers to stroke the base of his shaft as I continued to suck him more deeply and tease him with my tongue.
His breathing was rough and staggered as he again pulled against his ties.
He lifted his head in one last attempt as my fingers explored further.
“Stella. You’re too—ah, God. All right. I’ll give you what you want, I will. Come to me. Release me.”
I paused, not sure if I should trust him. But then, that’s what this—all this, the wait and the desire not to wait—was about. Trust.
I eased him from my mouth, but I continued to hold him, to slide my fingers, to squeeze gently and to wander the beguiling textures of him. “Promise,” I commanded him.
“What?”
“Promise me you’ll not change your mind.”
“Aye, aye,” he said quickly, sensing his impending escape. “I promise.”
I raised the hem of my gown and crawled up his body, straddling his hips, very aware that his huge, rigid manhood was resting insistently against the bare skin of my thigh.
My gown fell to cover us, and the secrecy somehow heightened the thrill of sensation.
I looked into his eyes, wriggling slightly, using my body to caress him.
“Holy mother of God, lass,” he said, chuckling in an aggrieved moan. “My revenge will be sweet. You will be begging for mercy. Now untie me. I’ll go easy on you if you release me immediately.”
My squirming motion caused the head of his shaft to slide between my thighs, where I was slippery with warmth. He swore again, more loudly. He seemed already on the verge of his release, or of some internal shift or collapse; he was struggling against it, holding back, gritting his teeth with it.
I paused in my movement, searching his eyes.
“No more holding out on me. I want you. No more waiting. I didn’t ask for you to wait a month.
I’m ready now. This is the vow I want you to honor.
This is the one I will trust. That you’ll take me fully, right now.
” I was almost moved to tears from the flood of my emotion.
The residual terror of Aleck’s threat. The relief that I was with Kade here and now.
The monumental, welcome shift that was about to take place.
“All right,” he said, reading the weight of my emotion even if he couldn’t know the reasons for it. “If that’s what you truly want, then that’s what you’ll get, lass. I don’t have it in me to deny you any longer.”
I reached under my gown to hold him with my hand, touching the tip of him to glide wetly against me, pressing him gently so his shaft prodded at my snug entrance.
There was a taut, stretching burn as I increased the pressure.
I had lost my mind, it seemed, with abandon, with the necessity of securing my bond to him.
I could take him like this, bound and protesting.
Or I could trust him to take me willingly, as I wanted him to.
I wanted his arms around me as he took me, finally, as his wife, wholly and completely.
I leaned to kiss his mouth softly, letting my tongue glide across his lips, licking lightly into his mouth.
My movement caused his hot, rigid manhood to slide a fraction deeper within the tight constriction of my body.
I waited for his protests, but none came.
Instead, he rasped, “Christ Almighty. I promise you anything, everything. I’ll not last this way.
Let me pleasure you. In every way I know how.
Let me take control. Just this once, for your first time. ”
I thought about this. He sounded sincere, although I doubted this would be the only night he would demand full control; that detail, however, bothered me not at all. He could have his control if I could get what I wanted. “As long as you give me your word,” I said. “No more waiting.”
“Aye, I swear it.”
I was satisfied by this. He’d told me often enough that the Mackenzies’ word was their law.
I crawled farther up his body, reaching for the bindings, hesitating.
In this position, my breasts were just above his mouth.
Not long ago, I would have been far too shy to do such a thing, but now I had a quest. I had to use every weapon in my own arsenal to achieve it.
And his eyes were feral, inviting me. I offered a full breast to him, which he accepted hungrily, drawing my nipple into the plush heat, teasing the sensitive bud with his tongue and the soft abrasion of his teeth.
Straddling him, with his mouth drawing mad pleasure from my fevered flesh, I began to lose myself.
My body seemed to be melting from the inside out.
So it took me a brief moment to realize that our peace had been shattered.
A loud crash drew my attention to the now-open door. In my haste, I had forgotten to lock it. And there stood not only Aleck, fully awake, but also six other men in full war regalia with swords raised, and many more lined up with them, led by—
Campbell.