Highlander's Faerie (Highlander Heat #5)

“And you shall leave again. You’ve crossed centuries to come to me, and when you left Islay, it near wrenched my soul in two.” He was prepared to do all he must to ensure she understood the depth of his commitment. He tugged his cotun and tunic off. “I’ll never allow you to remain here on MacLean land, and their hospitality ends when dawn breaks.”


“I still haven’t figured out what I need to do with the fae’s mission. Bringing about peace without changing history isn’t going to be an easy task.” She shoved against his bare shoulders, rolled him onto his back and straddled his hips.

“There’ll never be peace. Tell me again, word for word, exactly what the fae asked of you.” This mission meant the world to her and he couldn’t easily dismiss it.

She closed her eyes and said, “You and your twin are two halves of one whole, the beginning and the end. You must complete what your sister has set in motion. Keep your warrior protector close. To bring peace, you must unite.”

“And what exactly did your twin set in motion?”

“She had to ensure history remained on course, that Archie didn’t kill Lachlan MacLean but instead placed him into the king’s hands.”

“And what does that have to do with coming here to Duart?”

“Nothing, but—”

“Then there must have been something else Marie set in motion that you need to complete. What else has she done?”

“I—I—” She gasped and covered her mouth. “She wed a MacDonald and joined the clans by her marriage. Oh, surely I haven’t misunderstood the fae’s request all this time?”

“The fae also told you to keep me close and to bring peace, we must unite. Could she possibly have meant the peace needed within my own clan, within me? I’m certainly no’ at peace, no’ unless we unite. A fact I intend to remedy, right now.” From his tartan, he tore a strip off, clasped his right hand with her right, and wrapped his plaid around their hands. Bound together, he would ensure the peace they both sought.

“What are you doing?” She wriggled her fingers.

“’Tis a handfast. The vows we speak now will bind us together as man and wife for a year and a day, and as soon as we return to Dunyvaig, we’ll be wed proper. This is the only way I’ll be able to leave Duart without there being a fight. I alone am responsible for your welfare.”

“The fae also said I had to wear the amulet so I was provided safe passage as I returned to my MacLean kin. Why would she ask me to journey here if I wasn’t supposed to?”

“Mayhap she knew it would take all of what you and I have been through for you to recognize what is right afore your eyes. You’re a MacLean, a daughter of this clan, and I’m a MacDonald. If you wed me, you’ll strengthen and unite the clans exactly as you wished for.”

“Goodness.” A flare sparked in her eyes. “Right after the fae told me to travel to Mull she said, ‘If that is what it will take for you to see the truth, then that is what must be.’”

“Aye, then do you now see the truth? You and Marie are two halves of one whole. The beginning and the end should always come full circle and your sister wed my brother. Join with me now and continue to strengthen the ties between our clans, as I wish to join with you.”

“But I can’t. We’re in the middle of an argument.” She blew out a long breath. “Getting hitched like this is all kinds of wrong.”

“I promise you, we’ll no’ be arguing after we’ve spoken our vows. No’ when I’ll be buried deep inside you and—” Blood surged to his cock and it lengthened and stabbed her inner thigh. His trews had to go. He loosened the ties at his waist and freed his shaft.

“I can’t believe this is happening.” Katherine jiggled on top of him, her breasts bobbing so close to his mouth he couldn’t deny himself another taste of them. “Oh,” she sighed. “I really love it when you put your mouth on me like that.”

“Then say aye to our joining and make it quick.” He licked the peaking tips again. “I’ll begin. I, John Joseph MacDonald, of Islay, pledge my troth to Katherine MacLean, of the MacLeans of Duart. With this handfast, I take her as my wife for the next year and a day.” He moved to her other breast and gave it the same attention. “Speak your vow, love.”

“There’s still Madison to consider.”

“Nay, there is no’. What does your heart tell you?”

“That joining with you always feels so right, and I’m not sure I can let you go.” She heaved her skirts up and spread her folds. Gently, she held his cock and rubbed the head over her slick entrance. “I want to make us one.”

“Then do it.”

“You’re so impossible at times.” She looked deep into his eyes and smiled. “But my impossible.” She slid his cock deep inside her hot channel and panting, moved up and down. “Oh, yes. You feel sooo good inside me.”

“I’m still waiting to hear your vow.” With a low moan, he rocked his hips. “Give yourself to me. I will love and cherish you for all of my days.”