My Savage Laird: Sexy Scottish Lairds Book Two by M.K. Moore

Author:M.K. Moore [Moore, M.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Flirty Filth Publishing
Published: 2023-06-01T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER 3

CULLODEN

My cock is still hard inside of her, our pleasure still ringing out inside of me. Never has anything been sweeter. Never.

The wife of my heart is not mine by law. I mean to correct that as soon as we get back to Leydfrod Castle. The minister there will be able to marry as we have already consummated our handfasting. When I start to move away from her, she stops me.

“Stay, husband,” she whispers, clinging to me.

“I doona want to hurt ye, love,” I reply, and she reluctantly lets me go. My cock comes out of her with a sloppy wet sucking sound, and I grin. Unbidden, I can picture her round with my child, already holding a slightly older wee bairn. I realize now how much I want that with her. Only her. Forever her.

I lie down beside and pull her toward me, cradling her in my arms.

“Are we crazy?” she whispers.

“No, lass.”

“How can ye be sure?”

“Because I’ve been waiting for ye my entire life. Have ye heard rumors of the Stewart men?”

“I’ve heard tale that they do not wench, not imbibe to excess. Our storyteller told us they were weak.”

“Those vices are the weakness, I rather think. To me, these can only be strengths. I ken that I was put on this Earth to love only you. I kenned it the second I saw ye. Dancing bare for me with the firelight glowing on your perfect pale skin. Daracha, lass… I will love ye until I take me last breath. There will be no one else for me. I meant it when I said I was yers. And ye are mine. We will wait this storm out and then travel to Leydfrod Castle until spring. Then we will return here and rule over this land together.”

“I’d like that verra much,” she says. “I am starving. Shall I cook something for us?”

“That would be lovely,” I reply. Then she gasps. “What? What is wrong?”

“Is that amount of blood normal? I looks as if someone was murdered in this bed.”

“What? It should only be a verra small amount unless I hurt you. Did I hurt you?” I ask as I take in the sight of all the blood. It is all over the bed and the tops of her thighs and mine.

“No, I mean just for a moment at the very beginning but the rest was pure pleasure. It is you. Yer leg is bleeding, husband.”

“Shite, I forgot I was stabbed earlier today.”

“Ye forgot? How? How do you forget being stabbed? Does it happen so often that it could slip your mind?” she asks, scrambling out of bed. She puts a kettle of water on the fire and comes back to the bed carrying clothes and a small bag.

“Ye made me forget. Ye were dancing naked. I didnae have a moment to think about my wound.”

“Silly man. Come. Sit on the edge. Let me tend to ye.” She tuts under her breath as she begins to wipe my blood away.

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