“That order is one I’ll gladly follow.”
“I’ve been without my skill for over a sennight and I crave using it this day.”
“I crave you, so provided you dinnae halt my hand as you did afore, then you may compel me all you wish.” He lowered to a crouch, his voice a purr as he skimmed his big, warm hands over her calves. Trailing slowly upward, he caressed behind her knees and over her outer thighs, the white cotton of his tunic gliding higher as he rose. Puffing hotly against her skin, he scraped the fabric across her sensitive nipples as he lifted it then tugged it fully over her head and tossed it aside. “There is naught more beautiful to behold than having you standing so unclothed afore me. We need to spend at least a month locked away together, and preferably where no one can interrupt us.”
“That I would love. Allow me to undress you now.” Sidling against him, she unbelted his kilt and let it drop to the floor in a heap. His cock brushed her belly, hard and hot and she encircled the heavy length with her hand, wanted only to lower to her knees and wrap her mouth around him. “I want to nibble on every inch of your flesh.”
Never had she spoken in such a brazen way before, yet standing here with him like this, being so open and honest about her desires, felt so very right.
“I hope this storm never ceases.” His gaze consumed every inch of her.
“That would be wonderful.” The rain pelted down outside the window, the waves a roaring wash as the surf crashed into shore.
“I need to touch you. ’Tis like a craving in my blood that now released, willnae be halted.” He cupped her breasts, eased them together and licked one nipple. The sweetly sensual stroke of his tongue over her sensitive flesh sent a flare of heat rippling straight to her core.
“Mmm, I love how you touch me.” Head tipped back and body arched, she soaked in his decadent touch.
“I want my wife.” He swirled around the tip with his tongue, sucked her nipple deep into his mouth and she wobbled, her knees buckling until he swept her up then lowered her into the tub.
Warm water cascaded over her flesh, adding more heat to the blaze already burning through her and she wriggled back to make more room for him as he stepped into the tub.
His body was so heavily muscled from hours of sword training, his shoulders so broad and strong and his biceps bulging. As he eased down, his abs rippled, one glorious layer upon layer and each defined contour making her yearn to touch him.
She traced one finger along the delicious tease of black hair narrowing down his unyielding belly where it slowly thickened into a nest of curls at the juncture of his legs. His cock saluted her from the water, the head plump and all hers for the taking. “Our bond grows stronger by the hour.”
“Aye, it does.” Water sloshed over her chest as he reached over the side of the tub, picked up the soap the maid had left sitting beside it and built a lather between his hands. With a twinkle in his eyes, he lifted her feet and placed them against his chest. “I’ve always known about the bond your fae kind formed with another, but never could I have imagined it would be like this, that it could rage so strongly.
“This is just the beginning. We have an entire lifetime for our bond to grow even stronger.” Smiling, she rested her head back on the rim as he worked the bubbles over her feet. He massaged one of her heels, kneaded along the sensitive arch and around each toe before moving to her other foot and caressing with the same dedicated attention. The water sloshed and her hair swirled over the tops of her breasts.
“I dinnae care to see these hidden from me.” He brushed her hair away, pinched her nipples and grinned as they beaded tight. “It appears you like that.”
She more than liked it. A fiery tingle radiated outward from where he’d touched her and she couldn’t keep her need contained. “Do that again. Now, harder.”
“Aye, my love.” He tweaked them again. More pressure this time, just as she’d demanded with her compelling command.
“Perfect. There is naught more seductive than a man who knows how to follow his wife’s every request.”
He chuckled, stroked over her lower legs then caressed her inner thighs.
She moaned and pushed closer toward him. “Goodness. I cannae think straight when you touch me like this.”