Highlander's Seduction (The Matheson Brothers #3)

“Oh, that feels sooo good. Dinnae stop.” She worked his cock in long pulls then swiped her thumb over the head. His cock wept for more and he pushed deeper into her delicious touch.

“Your hand on me feels exquisite.” He licked along her neck and laved the mark he’d given her then plunged two fingers deep inside her channel. He intended to love her however he could. He nipped her skin, dotting each and every inch under his mouth as he moved toward her breasts. Living a lifetime at her side was a dream he intended to make a reality, although clearly convincing her of the same would be a challenge, although one he was more than up for. “Cherub, tell me exactly what you want me to do.”

“You’re doing everything and more than I could ever ask for.” She cupped his balls with one hand and with the other, she pumped his shaft. His spine tingled and a low burn hummed at the base of his spine, one that ricocheted around to the front and had him gritting his teeth to keep from coming.

“Damn it. I won’t come before you.” He drove his fingers into her and she whimpered and pushed her breasts against his chest.

“And I won’t come afore you.” She bit his neck and fire raced through his blood.

He exploded, his essence spurting from him in one fast burn. He coated her fingers and as he did, he sank his teeth into her neck and she cried out his name. Her inner core dragged his fingers in even deeper inside her and she came, over and over. He roared his pleasure. Never had he experienced such satisfaction as he had in this very moment, a satisfaction he intended to imbibe in again. Now, he just needed to convince his mate that he’d never accept another. Only her. He’d also never take her away from her duty but aid her in any and every way he could. She was his, if she was but willing to take a chance on him.



Pure pleased raced through Cherub and she muffled her cries against Kirk’s neck. His cock pulsed in her hand just the same way as her inner channel pulsed around his fingers. When he’d slid his hand over her entrance and touched her very core, nothing had ever brought her such pleasure. He’d devoured her with his kisses and bites, as if he knew exactly what she needed and how to deliver it. Even now, he continued to slowly caress his fingers inside her as he gently brought them both back down.

She’d wanted this moment with him, just as desperately as he’d wanted it.

“Are you all right?” he whispered in her ear.

“Very.” She cuddled into him and he wrapped his arms around her, his breaths coming slower until his beautiful golden eyes slowly slid shut and the long sweep of his eyelashes brushed his high cheeks. Long minutes passed. Quietly, she whispered his name, “Kirk?”

He didn’t stir.

Well, it appeared she’d exhausted her mate. How interesting.

Smiling, she carefully straightened his clothing then hers. Goodness. She’d been so hungry for him, and although born in an era when a woman would never act so wantonly with a man, she was different. She hadn’t remained in her true time for long before traveling the ages. And of late, she’d spent more time in the twenty-first century than here in the past. She was at home wherever her kin were, no matter the time or place.

With one finger, she touched her mate’s lower lip. He held such a deep well of love within his heart and she could see why the fates had allowed their bond to take form. She’d adored each and every one of his kisses and even though she hadn’t allowed a complete joining, in that moment when his seed had rushed forth from him and coated her fingers, she’d secretly wished his essence had instead spurted deep inside her.

More than a thousand years old and she’d never once been bedded. From the very beginning she’d chosen to remain alone, not once experiencing any desire to lie with a man. Those emotions had been a clear warning, that she would one day have a mate, that it would be just a matter of time before her soul became bound to another’s. It was as Nessa had said. There was only one…for both of them.

Kirk’s hold on her loosened as he fell deeper into sleep.

With a sigh, she wriggled free, her fingers so sticky. She’d wash up then wake him. Slippers kicked off and skirts scrunched high, she waded into the lapping surf and dunked her hands.

“Cherub?” Kirk groped the sand then scrambled to his feet, his wakefulness hitting him the moment she’d left his side.

“I’m right here, my tempting bear.”

Eyes closed, he breathed deep and followed his nose toward her. “I can scent you.”

“And what do I smell like?”

“You smell like sweet honey right now.” He dropped to his knees in the water, clutched her waist and burrowed his nose into her belly. “It’s completely intoxicating. I didn’t mean to fall asleep. I was just so content and I’ve hardly gotten any rest of late. I’ve been too anxious as I awaited this night.”