Highlander's Heart (Clan Matheson #2)

“I love having your mouth on me. Touch me as you wish, however you wish. My body is yours, just as yours is mine.” He craved her touch, to the depths of his soul.

“I caught that thought.” She grinned as she peered at him through her long, sooty lashes, her mind moving swiftly through his. Head dipped again, she moved her lips over him and took him deep as she fondled his balls in the palm of her hand.

Pleasure slammed into him, made him clench his butt and hold on for the ride of his life.

“Mmm, you taste delicious.” Desire flared in her eyes as she gazed at him, her head bobbing up and down as she worked his cock with her beautiful mouth.

“I intend to repay this favor the moment I can.” He cradled her head in his hands, his cock hardening impossibly further as she found a rhythm that would soon send him soaring from his body. A heat unlike any he’d ever felt sizzled at the base of his spine and ricocheted around and blazed like fire in his groin. Heat curled his toes, had his claws slicing out and his bear roaring to the surface. He barely held his beast back. No more. He couldn’t take another moment of this exquisite torture.

“A little longer, please,” she whispered in his mind and almost undid him. For her, he’d try. She sucked harder and he pushed deeper inside her mouth.

Red flared behind his eyes and a storm whipped itself into raging life within him. Lost, a sexual haze consuming him, he bolted upright, flipped her over onto her back and dived between her thighs.

Her inner flesh lay plump and pink, a decadent feast he’d never be able to resist. He licked her, again and again then he captured her clit between his lips and rolled his tongue around her. She moaned and sighed then shuddered, her legs trembling and her body convulsing.

No relief. He needed this, to saturate himself in her. Heartbeat pounding, he showered attention on her, until she writhed and cried out, “No more. Come inside me, Tor.”

“You can take a little more.” He wasn’t done yet, not by half. He suctioned his mouth around her hard nipples, first one and then the other and his bear snapped at him, demanding he mark her again. He swept her hair away from her neck, pushed his cock between her legs and barely held his beast back before he plunged deep inside her hot sheath and locked his teeth onto her neck as he did.

“Oh, aye.” She urged him on, rocking with him, meeting each and every one of his thrusts. “I need to bite you too.”

“Do it.” He guided her mouth to his neck, his balls slapping the insides of her thighs as he lunged into her, over and over. “Bite m—”

She sank her teeth into him and her pleasure radiated down their link and swamped his senses. She’d laid claim to him, just as completely as he’d laid claim to him. Her bite was sheer heaven and an aphrodisiac of the greatest sort.

As he blazed toward a precipice of no return, he swiped one finger over her clit below and sent them both soaring from their bodies. Her channel pulsed around him, and his essence spurted deep within the haven of her heat.

“Oh, your bite is sheer perfection.” Her channel convulsed around him, squeezing tight, until she slowly settled and drifted on a tide of blissful joy.

Completely spent, he stretched out over top of her, the only woman who’d ever consume him, heart, body and soul, now his to hold for all time. “There is no other for me, other than you. You’re my wife, forever a part of me and now always in my heart.”

“I shall also soon be your very squished wife.” She smiled as she gazed at him then gently floated them up, rolled them over and brought them back down onto the furs with him underneath and her on top. She nestled her cheek against his chest and softly sighed. “I’m sleepy.”

“Then rest.” He tucked his arms around her, not prepared to let her move even an inch from him and as her eyelids fluttered down over her cheeks, all pink and flushed, he nabbed the fur he’d discarded, pulled it over them then relaxed and allowed his own exhaustion to take him under. His woman matched him in every way, was all he could ever desire in a mate.

His. Forever his.





Chapter 6