Highlander's Kiss (Clan Matheson #1)

“What do you think that might be?”


“Have I ever told you our shifter males can scent when our mates are at their most fertile, as well as the change within our chosen one’s body when they conceive?”

“Nay.” How intriguing.

“It’s been that way since the very beginning. Your scent calls to the very heart of both me and my bear.” Wriggling down, he dragged in another deep breath and on his knees between her legs, spread her thighs wider. Gently, he smoothed one hand over her hip then bent and nuzzled her flat belly. “You’re carrying my cub.”

“Aye, a babe all of our own. I may even have conceived right here in this cavern, the very first time we came together.”

“The timing would be just about right.” A sensual grin lifted his lips. “I need to make love to you again.”

“I need that too.”

“I love you, Julia. You’re all I could ever desire in a mate, all I could ever hope for as a wife and the mother of our children.” He rose up and kissed her, so deeply and passionately her core pulsed, and when he slid so perfectly inside her, his aura fully enveloping hers, joy overwhelmed her.

Her mate held her very soul in his hands, just as she held his in hers.

Love. Theirs had transcended the endless streams of time, and forever would.