The Highlander's Surrender by Eliza Knight

Author:Eliza Knight
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Knight Media, LLC

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Aye, she wanted him.

In silent answer, she wrapped her arms around him and lifted herself up enough so that she could slip down the length of him, feeling his hard arousal thrust deep inside her. Brochan pressed the flat of his palm against Ceana’s spine, and with his other hand gripped her hip. Despite the placement of his hands, the ability to move her body the way he might want, he let her do all the rocking at her own pace, giving her the power.

Brochan skimmed his lips over her neck, her chest, then lifted his hand from her hip to cup her breast, and tasted her nipple, suckling gently, then more intensely. Ceana cried out, thrusting her hands through his hair and picking up her pace. She’d never been in this position before and found the exhilaration of being the one in control coupled with the intense pleasure of it to be addicting.

She never wanted it to end…

And so, she slowed her pace, taking her time. She pressing her lips to Brochan’s neck, breathing in the masculine scent of him. Every swivel of her hips, every time she moved up and slid gloriously back down, feeling the thick length of him thrusting in and out, sent frissons of delight ricocheting through her. Compounding until her entire body vibrated from it.

Small moans left her lips, answered by guttural groans of his own, even as they pressed their lips to one another, clinging with body and mouth, their limbs shaking.

At some point, the slowness became too much, too excruciating. Some part hidden inside her, something animalistic and primal took hold. Her fingers found purchase in his shoulders and she rode him harder, heightening every sensation that whipped through her like a gale wind, until the funnel of the storm centered itself where their bodies melted into one, and rapture exploded inside her, more intense, if possible, than it had been their first time.

They both cried out, shaking uncontrollably as pleasure coursed through their bodies, demanding every ounce of attention.

When she could finally focus again, Ceana’s gaze locked on Brochan. He was staring at her with an expression that said as much as she felt.

“Ceana,” he murmured.

“I have conquered my fear of tubs,” she teased, trying to make light of the intensity, the pulse within her, the way her entire body ignited, and she could see clearer, felt… happier. “Thank ye.”

With his hands cupping the side of her face, he kissed her gently on the lips. “’Twas my pleasure, love.”

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