Bound by Wish and Mistletoe (Highland Legends #1.5)(29)

A tiny whimper came from Susanna’s throat, and he paused as her taut entrance clamped around his fingers. Instant understanding penetrated his sensually fogged brain. Relief that she’d never been touched rivaled a great sense of pride in his realization: he was the honored one to have her. Stretching her with care, he found the spot inside that rippled from her arousal. He circled his fingertips over the sensitive area in rhythm to his thumb rubbing her clit.

Susanna went wild, her cries echoing against the stone walls of her bedchamber. He captured her mouth, silencing her while she brilliantly came apart at his hand. With their consuming kiss, he swallowed her guttural scream as hard spasms gripped his fingers and racked her body with tremors.

She kissed him with uninhibited passion, her tongue tangling and fighting with his, her moans softening. He slowed the pace of his massage, soothing her tissues with his touch.

Pride welled stronger in his chest; he’d caused her that pleasure. The feisty woman who’d once threatened his life had utterly surrendered to his touch.

He pulled away from her, needing to hear it from her lips. “Susanna?”

Her eyes fluttered open, glassy with moisture, darkened with desire. “Aye, Robert.”

He stayed his hand, staring deep into her eyes. “You must offer yourself to me freely, completely; because, the moment I take you, you’re mine. You’ll belong to me...with no chance for escape.”

A wide smile spread across her face. “I never want to leave your arms, Robert. Take me...I’m yours.”

Susanna’s powerful words were sweeter than he’d imagined. “Aye, lass. You are mine.”

With a fierce need to be one with her, he tightened his grip over her mound and within her, stealing her gasp with a deep kiss. He shifted his weight, moving between her legs. In utter reverence, he kissed a trail along the skin of her neck and down between her breasts, sipping, tasting, gently nipping as he crouched lower, forcing her to spread her silky thighs wider.

The scent of her arousal drifted around them, sweet and musky, calling to him. He glanced up and held her gaze as he dipped his mouth and flattened his tongue against her in a long firm swipe. The honeyed taste of her essence drew a low growl from his throat, something primal deep within him awakening. Undone, he dropped his mouth over her clit and sucked hard.

Her rasping moan shot straight to his throbbing shaft. He had to have her, could wait no longer.

He steadied his breathing and climbed her splendid body that she’d spread wide open, all for him. She gazed at him in sensual-drugged wonder while he held his face inches above hers. He stilled his body, holding on to the treasured moment as long as possible, but she arched into him, her lips colliding with his.

On a growl, he pressed her back into the rug, his shaft aligned straight up through her slickened folds. He kissed her with all the passion he felt in his heart for the hellion who had tamed him, had dared to make him want more—offered him the entire world on such a blessed night.

With a shaky breath, he broke their kiss as he eased his hips back. Dreamy eyes stared up at him.

“This’ll hurt a wee bit,” he said, furrowing his brow as he pressed his hand up the back of her thigh, gently urging her bent knee up and out to the side.

A tiny smile tugged at the corners of her kiss-swollen lips. “You promised never to hurt me.”

He leaned forward, his throbbing cock sliding through her juices, over her lit nerves. She gasped, arching her entire body against his. He kissed her, long and slow. “Only this once, Susanna. Then never again.”

She relaxed back, her lips parting on a shaky sigh. “Do what you must, Robert. I ache inside for you. My world will not be complete ’til you’re inside me...in every way.”

A searing heat bloomed in his chest at her words. “Aye, love.”

He pulled his hips back, watching her shudders, hearing her gasps—feeling need and want so deeply moving, he grew certain he’d never again be the same man. In the room’s orange glow of firelight, they held each other’s awestruck gaze, hearts racing, shallow breaths matching.

His cock caught at her entrance, and he pressed in to the slightest degree, pausing. She squirmed, her hips shifting. The overwhelming sensation rocking through him, shooting straight from their connection, took his breath away.

In a desperate bid to restrain himself, he circled his hips, feeling her tight muscles grip the tip of his shaft. The delightful creature wanting him—who had asked for him to take her—moaned in pleasure. He panted, furrowing his brow as her eyes drifted shut.

“Look at me, Susanna. I want to see your eyes as I claim you. When I embed myself deep inside you, you will know who owns you.”

Susanna’s eyes widened as he thrust forward. A soft cry escaped her lips. He fell forward, caging his body around her, straining to hold still as her tight, untried body gripped him. A whimper came from her lips as she pressed them to his temple. He dropped his head, kissing the shell of her ear before drifting lower and brushing his mouth on the lobe, sucking the tender skin between his lips. Each heated touch, every breathy sound, and her sweet taste seared him from the inside out.

“Easy, love. I’m goin’ to move, now. Tell me if I hurt you,” he whispered.

He eased back, withdrawing almost entirely as her inner muscles clutched his shaft. With concentration, he pressed forward, and she groaned. He opened his eyes, unaware he’d pinched them shut, and watched her. An innocent face that God himself had surely designed for this angel stared up at him in wonder as he slid back into her depths.