Highlanderâs Bride: Called by a Highlander Book Seven by Stone Mariah
Author:Stone, Mariah
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stone Publishing
Published: 2021-12-07T00:00:00+00:00
Chapter 19
Bloody hell, the womanâs kiss melted him like sun melted honey. Her lips, delicate and soft and velvety, stroked and caressed. Her mouth opened, inviting him in. As his tongue dipped in and made the first stroke against hers, small bursts of pleasure exploded through his body.
Hunger for her took over. As he wrapped his arms around her waist, a low growl escaped the back of his throat. She was so fragile and feminine in his arms, he had to stop himself from crushing her.
Her tasteâsweet and flowery and deliciousâand her own smell of a womanâmusky and beautifulâbrought his blood to a boil. Desire coursed through him in a quick, all-consuming rush, like a fever. He deepened the kiss, licking, stroking, longing to join with her, possess her, have her all to himself.
The woman who was bound to disappear.
The woman with an untreatable disease that waited to kill her without magical medicine from the future.
The woman whose blood might be on his hands if he didnât help her.
He almost pulled away, but she didnât let him.
To his surprise, she ran her hand down his chest to the girdle belt at his waist. As she started undoing it, his skin burned, her touch scalding him like she was the sun itself.
His girdle landed on the floor with a soft thud, and she slid a hand under his tunic. When her fingers smoothed up his torso, caressing his old, aching wounds, it felt like he was coming back to life. Like a frozen cave that had finally received the light of spring after centuries of winter.
And he wanted more.
With a groan, he picked her up, letting her wrap her legs around his waist, and carried her to the bed. They both landed there awkwardly, painfully, but he didnât care. He was hard and aching for her, all soft and sweet, spread under his weight with her legs wrapped around him, right where he wanted her.
He withdrew and looked at her face. She was so incredibly beautiful, her lips full and dark and swollen from his kiss, her eyes luminous, lids half closed, a slight blush on her cheeks.
This was just the beginning. Sheâd look even prettier with his name on her lips as he drove her higher, showing her all the sweetest pleasures her body could have.
He lowered his head to her neck, inhaling the scent that made his head spin. âI kent yeâd come to me, asking to be in my bed.â
As he planted soft kisses down her throat, moving to her collarbone, she pressed her head back into the mattress, exposing her neck to him. The vein there beat violently against his lips.
With a throaty moan that made him even harder, she dragged her fingernails down his back, grinding the apex of her thighs against his erection.
He let out a groan that sounded pained, agonized, and she continued to tease him.
âI didnât,â she managed. âI didnât ask you anything.â
He chuckled as he bent his head to her chest, and found one of her nipples, biting her slightly through the fabric of the dress.
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