Highlander's Guardian (Highlander Heat #4)

“Delicious,” he moaned and drew the tip deeper.

Wicked tingles raced through her body, but needing to touch him too, she tiptoed her fingers down his chest and toward the trail of hair disappearing below his waistband. “Can I do to you as you’re doing to me?”

“Later. I want to touch and taste all of you first.” He lifted and carried her to the bed, his need burning in his gaze. Carefully, he slid her onto the soft brown fur, eased her breasts together and dipped his head. The raspy stroke of his tongue across the sensitive tips sent a bolt of pleasure to her core.

“You’re over dressed, Colin.” She fumbled with the ties of his trews. “Take these off.”

He eased onto his elbows, gripped the loosened waistband and shoved the leather down his thickly muscled legs and off. His cock bobbed free and brushed his belly, one very large cock with a plump head darkening to a delectable plum color. Sweet heaven, ’twas just as well he wasn’t intending to consummate their vows after all. Surely he must fit inside her, except she wasn’t exactly certain how.

“What are you thinking, feeling?” He knelt between her legs and his balls drew tighter and higher into the thatch of dark brown curls covering the apex of his groin.

“I’m no’ nervous, but there’s something else.” She squirmed back to make more room for him.

“Nay, stay.” He caught one ankle, dragged her back down and feasted his gaze on her below. “If it’s fear you have, then when the time comes, I’ll fit inside you, right where I belong.”

“I may fear but I also want, desperately.” She squeezed her eyes shut as a myriad of emotions tumbled through her. This was the moment she’d been waiting a lifetime for and she didn’t want to miss a moment of it.

“Look at me, Annie.”

She opened her eyes.

“Touch me if you wish. I need to feel your hands on me.”

Aye, that’s what she needed to. She ran her thumb across his warm lips. His body was all hard angles and heat, and she adored it all, but his soft mouth drew her. Dizzy, and a little breathless, she murmured, “I love you.”

“As I love you. I’m sorry it took me so long to tell you exactly how much.” He lifted her right foot, massaged her calf then trailed upward, kneading with delicious strokes to her knee before he set her foot down and did the same with the other. “I want you to relax. Elbows down and rest back.”

She laid her head on the pillow, her trust in him absolute.

He raised her legs and hooked them over his shoulders until her bottom lifted off the bed and she lay fully exposed to him. “You’re beautiful, so pink and lush.”

“I’m also yours.”

“Aye, mine.” Grinning, he swept his hands up her inner thighs, parted her folds and plunged one finger deep inside her. She bucked as pleasure ricocheted outward from her core and hardened her nipples further. “I see you like that.”

“I have a feeling I’ll like everything you do.”

He stroked her harder, faster, rubbing his thumb across her nub until she arched into his touch. “Are you ready for more?”

“Aye,” she panted, “but more of what?”

“’Tis best I show you.” He added a second finger then dipped his head. Surely he wasn’t going to—

He licked her flesh in the most intimate way then thrust both fingers in. Such exquisite torture, and such a deep and delicious rhythm. Every flick of his tongue and stroke of his fingers had her striving for something beyond her reach. Whatever it was, the sensations kept building, higher and higher.

“Colin.” Before she lost her mind, she searched and skimmed the hard length of his cock. She caressed his hot flesh and instinct took over. She pumped him in time with how he stroked her until he moaned, long and low. Although she needed more, to have his mouth on hers, to have the glorious length of his body pressing down on every inch of her. “Please, kiss me.”

He lifted up, took her mouth in a hot kiss even as he continued to stroke his fingers into her so perfectly below.

She wanted to let go, take whatever beckoned so close and claim it, but not without him. Stroking him harder, she teetered on the verge of a precipice she wanted to fly from.

“I cannae hold on, Annie.” He flicked her clit and she tumbled over the edge and soared. Her core rippled with wave after wave of pure bliss and a bright rainbow of colors burst behind her closed eyelids in the most stunning display.

Colin roared, his seed spurting across the bed sheet, his own release coming hard on the heels of hers.



Sensations had stormed through Colin as Annie had come around his fingers. She’d taken his cock in hand and given him unexplainable pleasure, just as she’d done with her responsive body. And when she’d come, his own release had pounded through him. He’d shuddered in her hand and followed her over into the poignant abyss of no return.