Highlander's Magic (Highlander Heat #2)

“Here’s some wine.” Mary passed her a goblet. “Would you like help readying yourself for your bath?”


Below-stairs the raucous sound of the clan in full cheer traveled to her. “No, you go and enjoy the festivities. This is a night for celebration.”

“Relax and rest then.” She backed out of the room and closed the door behind her.

She wanted nothing more, and after taking a few sips of wine, she shucked her clothes. Breathing a long sigh, she slid into the water. Heav-en-ly.

After dunking her head, she came up and found Archie standing inside the room, his eyes a blaze of molten gold. “I believe this is the first time you’ve actually obeyed my orders and I’ve found you where you’re supposed to be.”

“Yes, but I can’t guarantee a second time. Enjoy the moment while it lasts. Are you joining me?”

“Nay, my bed awaits.” Grinning, he tossed his shirt aside. His rippling abs and tanned pecs gleamed under the dancing firelight. Then her warrior slid his pants down his thighs and off. “I want your heart racing against mine. I ache for it.”

“You wish for me to ease your pain?” She rose from the tub, grabbed the drying cloth and wrapped it around her. She couldn’t get to him fast enough.

“Aye, but with every inch of your beautiful body within my sight.” He flicked off the cloth, scooped her up and lowered her onto his mattress. “I want to love you, right through the night.”

“Yes, please.” She stroked the soft brown and blue patchwork blanket. “Fast. Slow. However you like.”

“I want it all.” Lust filled his gaze as he slid his knees between her thighs and widened her legs. “But only within you, where I belong.”

“Ahh, finally we’re speaking the same language. It took a while.” She pushed her fingers deep into his hair and held onto him. “I love that you know where you belong.”

“You were mine from the first moment I laid eyes on you.” He rubbed his hard cock over her folds, teasing her clit. “I would wish for you again and again if I could.”

“As would”—she gasped as he plunged into her—“I.”

Pleasure overflowed her body as tingles raced across her skin, leaving no part of her untouched. Buried deep inside her, their connection moved beyond all time. “I never want to be parted from you again.”

“Aye, and I wish I could have a thousand more wishes.” He rode her hard, and then kissed her until her orgasm built and she reached that divine pinnacle she loved. “Each wish would be to make you come, to have you calling my name as I took you.”

“Archie.” She screamed his name as she clasped his butt and pushed her hips toward him. She flew, her inner muscles gripping and dragging him home.

“My faerie.” He looked deep into her eyes then roared as came right along with her, his seed shooting straight to her core.

They were joined, in the most elemental way, she and her Highlander from another time. “Yes, your faerie. Always yours,” she whispered as he collapsed on top of her.



Marie cupped Archie’s face then stirred him awake with a gentle kiss. “You’re heavy.”

“Sorry, love. You make me lose my mind.” He eased up a touch then rocked gently inside her. “A very contented mind.”

She stretched and smiled. “I think it’s my turn on top.”

He reveled in where their bodies met, and his cock twitched and lengthened again, always hungry for more. He nuzzled between her beautiful breasts. “I shouldnae have neglected these sweet morsels. Your turn on top will have to wait.”

“Neglecting is—” She moaned as he drew her nipple deep into his mouth and sucked. “Oh, bad. Very bad.”

Throughout the night, he didn’t make that mistake again. He savored every single inch of her, and she returned the favor, loving him as he loved her. They were the most magical hours, and he fell asleep as the first rays of dawn stole across the sky, his woman cocooned safely within his arms.

Such peace invaded his soul.



Marie dragged herself from the bed as Archie’s breathing evened out. She would never leave the temptation of his body if she didn’t attempt it now.

She searched his trunk and discovered her clothing laundered and folded neatly within. After dressing in her white linen pants, camisole and silk shirt, she nabbed her fine woolen coat and slunk out of his chamber.

Even as her heart heaved, she crept down the winding stairs and around the edge of the great hall, taking care not to awaken the men sprawled across pallets before the hearth. Katherine needed her, would be waiting for her. It was all that kept her moving.

Outside, she snuck across the stony courtyard and passed under the arched entrance.

The faerie circle remained quiet, bare of any breeze, and the amulet upon the center stone beckoned her to come.

She slipped between the two perimeter stones and knelt before Mary’s talisman. “I’m here, Katherine. Where are you?”