Highlander the Demon Lord by Donna Fletcher

Author:Donna Fletcher [Fletcher, Donna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Highland
Published: 2018-05-20T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER 18

F ear kept her frozen, her limbs far too heavy to move. She warned herself to do as he said, yet she could not make her body obey. He walked toward her and still she could not move, could not run from him. But where was there for her to go? She was his wife and he had every right to… movement suddenly returned to her, her limbs trembling.

His arm went around her waist before she could crumble to the floor. “I will not harm you.”

Did he mean that? Or like so many others did his tongue lie?

As if he read her thoughts, he said, “I am a man of my word, wife, obey me and you have nothing to fear. Defy me and you will regret it.”

She had no wont to defy him. She was accustomed to being obedient. It would be no chore to obey, at least she hoped it would not be.

He took a step away from her, his arm falling from around her waist slowly, making sure she remained steady on her feet. Then he took hold of her nightdress at both sides of her hips and pulled it up and over her head.

Instinct to protect herself, feeble as it was, had her swinging her arm across her breasts to cover them as best she could and her other hand cupped between her legs.

“It will do you no good to hide from me. I intend to see all of you, touch all of you, and kiss all of you. By the end of the night, we will have come to know each other well.” He brushed her arm away from her breasts and moved her hand away to reveal the triangle of blonde hair between her legs.

As he did, she watched his manhood grow before her eyes and she wondered how he would ever fit inside her without causing her pain.

His hand came up to brush over her lips. “You are more petite than I am accustomed to, and far more beautiful than the grime on your face allowed anyone to see.”

Grime had been something she had discovered that kept men at a distance, especially if there was a repugnant odor along with it. It was the men whose odor was just as repugnant that had concerned her at times, though she had managed to avoid them.

Warrick was the first to see her freshly cleaned and the first to ever think her beautiful, and it stirred her heart a bit.

He ran his hand along her cheek and down along the side of her neck. “You are softer than I imagined.” His hand slipped beneath her long blonde hair to rest at the back of her neck. He gave it a squeeze and Adara almost sighed at how good it felt.

When he did it again, she shut her eyes for a moment, feeling the tautness in her neck fade. Her eyes flew open when she felt him step closer to her, their naked bodies brushing against each other.

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