Highlander's Magic (Highlander Heat #2)

“I was just thanking my lucky stars.”


“There is no luck in the stars, only in the fae.” He slid her hair over her shoulder. “Even though I know you’re no longer one of the little folk, they still sent you to me.”

She looked deep into his eyes, his belief lightening her heart. “I’ve longed for this conversation. Everything I’ve ever told you has been the truth.”

“I’ll never fail to believe your word again.” He leaned in and nuzzled her neck, right above the binding over her wound.

“I’m glad my sister made her wish. I’ve never had so much adventure, and I wouldn’t have missed this for the world, all the tension and trouble included.”

“Aye, but I may prefer a less spirited woman.” He took her mouth in a soft kiss, one so tender she melted against him. “Or more biddable.”

“Liar.” She pushed him onto his back, slung her leg over his groin and straddled him. Oh, he was hard, very hard, and they were separated by no more than their clothes. “Now you believe me, do you also believe I told you the truth about being protected?”

“From getting with child?” He cupped her face and drew her mouth back to his. He kissed her again, long and slowly. “Aye, ’tis all I can think about.”

“Me too.” She wound her fingers into his dark shoulder-length locks touched with gold. Sinking into him, she wanted more. “I’m hungry, Archie. Show me what it’s like to join as one.”



Archie wanted Marie with a thirst he’d never known. He’d longed for her every moment of their separation.

Still, he should slow things down, and he would if Marie’s soft little moans weren’t driving every thought from his head. Kissing her, tasting the warm honey of her mouth had his cock trying to spear through his trews. He gripped her arms and enforced a little distance. “Hold.”

“I can’t.” She rocked against him, stirring him further. ’Twas too much. He rolled her onto her back and rose over top of her. “Touch me, anywhere, somewhere. Please, Archie. I don’t want to go slow.”

Heaven help him, he didn’t either. He palmed her breast through the soft linen of her shirt until she arched fully into him.

“That feels so good.” Her eyes begged him for more. “Kiss me.”

He swept his tongue inside her mouth, the need to touch all of her riding him hard. He wanted to trace every inch of her smooth skin with his hands and tongue. He fumbled with the hem of her shirt then dragged it over her head and freed her perfect breasts. Cupping their fullness, he gorged himself on the sight. “I want to eat you.”

“Yes, please.”

He thumbed her peaking nipples then slid his tongue over the first one. Divine, and naught could stop him from pulling her fully into his mouth.

He feasted on her before moving onto her other breast and laving it with equal attention.

“That feels amazing.” She panted as she clung to him.

“Aye, my faerie has boundless magic and has ensnared me beyond distraction.” He gripped her trews and tugged them down until she lay bared to his gaze. Her creamy skin flushed with a healthy glow, and the place between her thighs glistened. She was already wet, and his tongue tingled for a taste. “You’re so beautiful, Marie. I want to make you come, over and over.”

“I want that too, but together.”

Blood pounding, he lowered his head and covered her mouth with his. He kissed her, allowing his passion its full release. He would make sure she experienced naught but sheer pleasure as he claimed her. No more would she hurt.



Completely consumed by Archie, Marie couldn’t keep her hips from pushing against his. He’d awakened her body and stamped his possession into her bones. She was his. She grasped his broad shoulders, skimmed down his arms and over his thick forearms. So big and strong, he moved from her mouth to her neck. He dropped a soft kiss over her wound then trailed down the valley of her breasts.

Hot and hard, he surrounded her, building her passion to a pinnacle with one long stroke of his tongue after another. “I want to touch you too.”

“Later.” He caressed the inside of her thigh then nudged his knee between hers. All her nerves teetered on the edge as he swept his hand over the part of her craving him and his hard cock.

He pushed his finger deep inside. Exquisite pleasure radiated out and she couldn’t hold back her moan.

“Marie, I need to prepare you first.”

“You’ve been doing that for days. I’m fully prepared, so don’t hold back.” She stared into the glorious depths of his passion-flared gaze. He stroked her, hard and fast, until a powerful whirlpool of need flared within her.

“Let go,” he whispered.

“No, I want to do this together. It’s time. Make me yours in every way.”