Chapter 12 #3
Her hand came up to cup his cheek, and he closed his eyes, turning into her touch, hardly daring to hope.
She let out a breath. "Oh, Eian. I swore when I came back here to Lochain that I would not get involved with anyone. I didn't want to complicate my life, and I didn't want to get my heart broken. Then I broke my own rules, for you. And I did have my heart broken because of it."
Eian squeezed his eyes shut tighter, and his jaw clenched.
He was preparing himself for the rejection of his love, she realized.
Allia smiled, her thumb sliding across his cheek in a soft caress.
She would never grow tired of looking at his beautiful face.
But right now, she had something to say, and as much fun as it was making the devil-may-care Eian Mac Coinnach squirm, she knew he had never opened himself up like this to any other woman.
And when Eian Mac Coinnach did anything, he did it all the way or not at all.
"So..." she began, "I've thought about it a lot..." A look akin to pain passed over his features, but he kept his eyes closed. "And I've decided I need to follow my heart, and there's only one thing my heart has been telling me since the moment I first saw you… I love you, Eian. I really do."
His eyes flew open, and he stared at her in incomprehension, lips parted in surprise. "Say that again. I think I may have been dreaming the first time."
"I love you", she breathed.
A wide, slow smile spread across his face, reaching all the way to the sparkling depths of his eyes.
"Ah god, lass, ye have just made me the happiest man in the world!
" He closed the small distance between them in an instant, his mouth seeking hers in a kiss that he felt all the way to his toes.
Oh aye, saying those words had been worth it, and they had fallen so easily from his lips, because nothing had ever been so true for him.
He kissed her deeply, as if trying to pull the very essence of her inside of him.
His hand found one lush breast and squeezed gently, making her arch her hips against his already swollen and aching cock.
Oh aye, he had been hard for her from the moment he saw her standing there by the pool.
Eian heard the primal groan escape his throat.
God, how he wanted this woman! Even the very act of taking her made him want her all the more.
And she loved him! Despite everything, she still loved him and she was his.
The thought made him kiss her even more desperately, and he was vaguely aware that he was probably bruising her tender lips.
Pulling away, he unfastened his kilt and lay the soft wool down on the floor of the cave.
Then he set about undressing her as quickly as he could.
His blood was racing hotly through his veins, and he was breathing as if he’d just run a mile.
He had to be deep inside her, to reaffirm the bond they had created, to touch her in a way that no man but him ever had, and no man but him ever would.
Impatiently, he tugged his shirt over his head and lowered Allia onto the kilt, following her down with his own body, covering her with kisses and gentle nips of his teeth.
She was writhing beneath him already and making little sounds of desire and need that were driving him wild.
Unable to wait another second, he drove into her, and she cried out, dragging her fingernails down his back and trying to pull him even closer.
As he thrust into her, he slipped his arms beneath her and pulled her body tight to his chest, but it still wasn’t close enough.
Eian wanted to mark her so deep and so well that no one would ever doubt she belonged to him.
But he wasn’t going to last much longer, there was no way to stave off the feeling of rapture building within him.
When Allia cried out, and her release pulsated against his cock, it felt almost as good to him as his own.
He tried to hold off longer, not wanting to let go, but the incredible pressure was already building at the base of his spine, so tight that he almost couldn't stand it.
He reared up, teeth clenched in an effort withstand the peak of pleasure building within him.
Then, finally, he went over the edge, groaning in ecstasy as his seed spilled into her in long, hard pulses.
He collapsed onto her, gathering her to him to roll them both gently onto their sides.
He stayed inside of her, wrapping one leg over her to keep her close, unwilling to break the intimate connection between their bodies.
Bloody hell. Eian had thought he had known pleasure all of these years, but he had been wrong.
So very wrong. All of it, every last moment together, paled compared to what he had just felt.
Tremors still wracked his body, and he felt rather like he was floating on a cloud somewhere.
He had become addicted to this feeling very quickly, and there was no going back.
Not that he would want to. He would need to have Allia every single day for the rest of his life, and still it would not be enough.
He looked down at her in wonder, and she smiled up at him.
He smiled back. “Lass, the first time we were in this cave together, I wanted nothing more than to have ye naked in that lovely pool of water. I must tell ye I was sorely disappointed when ye left with all of yer clothes still on.”
“I’m sure you were. But I came terribly close to letting you kiss me that day.”
Eian let out a low groan. “Och, lass, ye have no idea how badly I wanted to kiss ye. Right then, I might have sold my soul for it.” He stood, effortlessly lifting Allia in his arms, and carried her over to the pool.
He lowered her gently into the luke warm water.
She relaxed against the side as he followed her in and pulled her into his arms so that she straddled his legs.
His cock, already hard again, pressed against her belly, and she slid against it under the water, up and down, making him hiss in a breath.
“God, how ye make me want ye, love.” He lifted her hips and she slid slowly down onto him, sighing in satisfaction. With the desperate edge already taken off, Eian began to move within her, slowly and deeply as she swiveled her hips against him.
“Don’t ever leave me again”, she whispered fervently as she slid her hands up his smooth chest.
His grip on her hips tightened. “Never”, he said fervently.
“We are truly bound, ye and I. When we were apart, even when I thought the worst, which I will forever be sorry for, I was desperate for ye. I went to see my great uncle Alisdair, and he told me what a fool I’d been.
” He pulled her closer to kiss her lips in a long, sweet pull.
“Ye are a miracle to me… and ah, god, I canna hold on much longer.”
Neither could Allia. She could feel her muscles clenching as he drove into her faster, the water swirling around them and sloshing onto the rocks.
She could feel him grow larger within her as his whole body tensed.
They went over the edge together, and Allia collapsed against Eian’s chest, pressing her lips to his skin and wrapping her legs around his hips to keep him deep inside her.
Suddenly, she remembered what she hadn’t told him yet, and she smiled against his damp flesh.
His hand came up to stroke her hair, and when he spoke, his voice was a deep rumble against her ear.
“Are ye happy lass, about the babe?”
Allia gasped and sat up, staring at him in surprise. “How did you know?”
“Alisdair told me. And dinna ask me how he kens anything. He has powers that I do no’.”
“Are you happy, Eian? I… I didn’t expect this to happen… I mean, not so soon…”
The look of joy on his face was her answer. “I never even imagined I could be this happy, lass.” He slid his hand down to rest on her stomach. “I canna wait to meet my son.”
“Wait, you don’t know that it’s a boy.”
“Oh aye, it’s a boy all right, love”, he said with a grin. “There’s a prophecy, ye see. Three sons of three sons, and then comes the end of Mored’s quest for the power of dark magic. Your part was foretold by your own clan’s oracles, and that is why you were hidden. Until now.”
She reached up and traced the outline of his jaw with the tip of her finger.
“It’s fitting, I suppose, that Mored’s own blood will help to bring about his end.
” She was so glad in that moment that she had never known her father, could not grieve for him in any way when he finally got what he deserved.
“Aye, it is at that.” He grabbed her fingertip and sucked it into his mouth, making her lips part on a little gasp. Inside her, he was growing hard yet again.
She laughed. “Eian Mac Coinnach, you are insatiable!”
He gave her his most wicked smile. “Aye lass, I will have ye again, and perhaps once more after that, as long as I have ye here all to myself. Then I’m taking ye home. To Creagmor.”