Chapter 27
LACHLAN MACBETH
Elena’s breath is coming in choppy and uneven gasps against my neck, the sweet sounds bouncing off the high stone vaults of my cavern ceiling have my hands trembling.
She said yes.
I grip her hips and pull her to me gently, spreading her legs as I coast my hands across her thick, luscious hips and rounded belly. I could stare at her for hours, but right now I need to touch and taste, and feel.
For more than three hundred years locked in that moat, my body accustomed to only the cold waters and stone around me. Now, every meet and slide of our skin feels like a brand that reminds me that I’m alive, that I’m free, and Elena is here in my arms and real.
I’ve wanted her for so very long.
Gods be good, she takes the very breath from my lungs with her beauty.
Slowly I pull back, my gaze burning as I search hers for a hint that I may need to ease her fears, but I find only want and hunger that matches my own. I gaze down into her soulful blue gaze and realize when it comes to Elena, I may never have enough.
Her being here is a balm to my wounded soul, and I’ll not take her for granted for the world. I glance down at her pert nose and luscious frame and how my fingers itch to touch her and claim her. She’s perfection like this.
Her short hair is a pale streak among the gleaming shiny gold of a million doubloons long forgotten, and I stare in awe. I know in my heart of hearts I could see the world for another thousand years and not find anything half as breathtaking.
I kiss at her soft lips, liking the way she groans and moans in my mouth as I send my hands searching over the depths and folds of her body, learning every crevice and watching which makes her tremble at the touch.
I give her lower lip a hungry little nibble before moving down to her throat and back again, sweeping her into a greedy, possessive kiss. She arches her back, moving into my touch and my cock thickens nigh unto painful.
I reach up and toy with her nipples, rolling them through my fingers and tugging at them to gain her reaction, but keep them moving, touching everywhere.
When her breath turns raspy and she’s shuddering with every stroke of my hands, I bend and press light kisses of my lips against her hips and thighs before making my way up her beautifully thick curved body.
She has more curves than waves in the ocean, and I mean to pay homage to each and every one with my tongue.
I dip my head and pull one hard nipple into my mouth, smiling to myself when she arches, sending waves of gold tumbling. “My wee flower is sensitive, is she?” I ask, and swipe my tongue down, enjoying how her fingers go instantly to my hair and tug as a needy mewl breaks her lips.
Before she can protest, I lean down and swipe my tongue and lips across the clit of her sweet cunt, causing her to cry out.
The sound crashes around the cave and an appreciative rumble peels from my throat as I smile against her bare pussy and lick along the seam of her, lathing my tongue against her heat as she moans my name.
“Does that feel good, Elena?” I breathe against the heart of her, tightening my hold on her thighs when they suddenly wrap around my skull.
“Oh god, yes. Lachlan, it feels so good,” she replies, and I lean down to give her more, as much as she can bear.
I grip her thighs and squeeze them as I bend and lick her dripping pussy.
I catch her gaze with my own as I wrap my tongue around her clit and suck until she’s flushed and her mouth opens on a soft O of shock.
I feast on her and flick my tongue, swirling and fucking her with my mouth before I sink one finger into her, curling until I reach the spot I know will having her screaming for me.
She writhes against my hand, lost to pleasure as I pump into her tight pussy and she grinds against my face as her orgasm builds.
She arches into me as I eat her, and as my fingers stroke her deep and slow, my gaze is locked on hers.
I twist my tongue, working her as she bucks into my face, coating my beard with the scent of her.
I reach up and pinch one taut nipple, and she detonates.
She bucks against my face with the force of her orgasm and throws her head back, her hands balling into fists full of gold.
Elena’s screams echo through the still cavern like thunder clapping, sending shivers quaking along my back with how wanton and pleasure-filled they sound.
I lap at her sweet cunt as she shudders against me.
“That was so… that was amazing.” She breathes hard, her grip full of coins as her bountiful chest heaves with exertion.
I chuckle as I look down at her, rubbing soft soothing circles across her limbs, kissing everywhere I touch, ignoring how my hard cock stands on end as if begging for her attention.
“Aye, and it’s not over yet,” I murmur into the soft swell of her belly that makes me ache to stroke and touch her.
I lift her thighs to me, pulling her gently. A soft laugh leaving her as she glances around us in wonder.
“Hold still,” I urge her. Holding a hand open to the air, I will my magic to displace matter and pull the magic salve that will save her sweet body from the intrusion of mine.
It manifests quickly in my palm and I reach down, swiping some around the head of my cock before running one long finger through her slick pussy, watching her legs as they tremble at the touch.
I nudge at her entrance before easing in, my throat tight cords of muscle as I sink into the sweetest depths I’ve ever known.
“My gods woman, you’re heaven on earth,” I breathe into the soft shell of her ear, holding myself up on one forearm so I don’t crush her with my weight. But holy hells she could steal my very breath from my body with just a move of her own.
I dig my hands into her hips, enjoying the soft sounds of ecstasy breaking from her lips, wondering just how much more I can take of her before she shatters my control completely.
“Yes, oh god, Lachlan. Please give me more,” she says, and my pupils bleed to black as I lose myself in her fully.
Elena Pierson
I’m awash in sensation, and I’ve never been more desperate to be touched and filled and fucked in my life.
He breaks our kiss and a growl vibrates from his chest that I feel move against my sternum.
I watch as his pupils explode, the fins on his ears standing out in stark display.
His blue-green scales appear, smattering scales along his body that catch the light and shine a deep and gleaming gold from the mountain of it under me.
A sharp keening wail leaves my chest as he thrusts deep and sure, hitting a place inside me I didn’t know I had. Sparks of light ignite behind my closed eyelids, and I shudder and quake in his arms as he begins to fuck my body with his, rutting into me, his face a snarl of gripping intensity.
I reach up and grip the scales along his shoulders as I wrap my hips more tightly against him, hanging on as the riptide of pleasure threatens to pull me under again.
He pumps into me at a delicious pace as I buck my hips, riding him, crying out with every hard thrust of his body into mine that shunts me harder each time. More is like a mantra in my head as animalistic sounds begin to escape his lips.
“My flower. My mate,” he growls into my ear, and my eyes roll to the back of my head.
I clutch onto him for dear life, meeting him thrust for thrust, moaning as he fills me with every motion.
My pussy stretches and molds around him as he relentlessly thrusts home in me.
My body welcomes the intrusion as more sparks light behind my eyes, my inner walls rippling as his hips buck and thrust into me.
It’s never felt like this, like I’m dizzy with the shocking pleasure and lost in it.
“Oh my god, I’m about to come,” I scream the words over the sound of my blood rushing in my ears, while my whole body is on fire with pleasure. Convulsive waves grip me as I shriek, the bone-tingling orgasm reverberating through every part of me as Lachlan cries out in pleasure.
His body tenses over mine and he grunts a sound of pure animal satisfaction before he collapses beside me, panting. The move causes a small avalanche of gold to cascade down the hoard mountain, and I smile when he somehow effortlessly picks me up and moves me to tuck me into his side.
I rest my cheek against his bare chest, listening to the steady and powerful thud of his heart while the gold coins shift beneath our weight.
I never thought of a pile of treasure as the best spot to lie comfortably, but wrapped in his arms, it feels like the safest place on earth.
For the first time in my life, the constant anxious noise in my head is gone and pure relaxation pulls at my bones, lining them with heaviness.
But as I breathe him in, a strange sensation washes over me. These feelings aren’t mine. A sudden wave of anxiety has me sitting up, my palms coasting over the center of his chest where I can somehow sense his feelings.
“Lachlan? What is this?” I whisper, pressing a hand to my sternum. “I can feel you, like I can feel your feelings. It’s like there’s a thin wire running between us right now.”
Lachlan looks up at me from the gold, his fingers stopping their slow trace along my bare shoulder. The striking blue of his gaze shifts, and a soft awestruck smile touches his lips.
“Aye, it’s the mate bond, my flower,” he murmurs, his low voice cutting through my panic.
He reaches up and his thumb gently wipes a stray strand of hair from my face.
“Before tonight our bodies had joined, but making love here, in my home, it sealed the mate bond, Elena. We’re bound now, and what you feel in me is my love for you, and my fear. ”
“Fear?” I ask, my brow wrinkling as my heart skips a beat.
How could a creature as powerful as him be afraid?
“Fear of this next step,” he admits softly. He stands up from the enormous pile of gold, unbothered by his nakedness, and extends a hand down to me. “Come with me to the water’s edge. You know my feelings, Elena. Now let me show you the truth of what I am.”