Highlander's Touch: Medieval Romance (The Fae Book 3)

“I still shouldnae be doing this.” Yet he captured her mouth again and kissed her, as if his very life depended upon it. These past sixteen months while she’d been beyond his reach at Rhue had near killed him, and now she was here and no longer wed to Matthew, ’twas a dream come true. He bunched up her skirts, slid his hand between her legs and nudged them farther apart. “I’m going to touch you below. Say aye.”


“Aye.” She fisted his shaft tighter and he rocked deeper into her exquisite hold and groaned, his need to take all she offered riding him hard.

“You are more than a wicked temptress.” He cupped her mound, slowly stroked along her hot folds then caressed her nub which had her gripping him tighter and gasping with pleasure. “Matthew never touched you here did he?” He nipped her ear, needing to know for certain. “Tell me he didnae.”

“He was in love with Elspeth, would never have touched me when all he desired was her. He was always the consummate gentleman.” Breasts heaving, the fiery light in her blue eyes bright with fierce passion, she whispered, “What of you? Have you ever touched another woman as you’re touching me?”

When he’d tried to touch Elizabeth and offer her a kiss, he’d only ended up backing away when his gut had soured and bile had risen. “Nay.”

“There is a reason why, and ’tis called the mated bond.” She glanced down between their bodies at his hand underneath her skirts. “Which means if you even try to stop touching me right now, I’m going to get very angry.”

“Then this kind of touch pleases you, my fiery empath?” He slanted his mouth over hers, plunged one finger deep inside her hot channel and kissed her with all the heated desire that drove him. This woman had always held a piece of his heart and although he was certain no soul bond existed as she’d said, she’d always been the one bright star in his life. Always and forever. Caressing her, he stroked ever deeper inside her then pulled out and smoothed over her nub before sliding deep into her core once again.

“Oooh, that feels—oh goodness, it feels—” She pumped him harder. “I willnae come without you.”

“I cannae hold on much longer.” He added a second finger into her tight channel and stretched her wider. “Tell me if I bring you any pain.”

“There is only pleasure. I promise you, only pleasure.” She spread her fingers over him like a claiming and a heavy pressure buzzed at the base of his spine, the tingle heating to a fierce burn that roared around to the front and pulsed through his cock.

Kissing her, he moaned into her mouth and she raised her hips and shuddered in his arms, her inner core dragging his fingers ever deeper inside her and he exploded, his essence spurting from him across the grass. Over and over, he came, and naught had ever felt so very right. Holding her, touching her, consumed his very soul.

“So magical,” she murmured against his lips. “Now let’s do that again, but this time you come inside me. I want your cock buried deep within. That is the only way to fully cement our bond.”





Chapter 4


Unadulterated pleasure had raced through Fiona as Coll’s cock had throbbed in her hand. He’d touched her, so intimately and her inner channel had pulsed around his fingers. More than anything she’d wanted him to claim her fully, for him to join them in the way of those within the bond.

“We’re not doing this again.” Gruff words as he continued to gently caress her within. “Are you all right?”

“I’m wonderful, but could of course be better. Come inside me, please.”

“What I need to do is put some distance between us.” Chest heaving and his breath still coming fast, he pitched to his side and flopped onto his back next to her. One long minute passed before he moved, then when he did it wasn’t to pull her into his arms as she’d hoped. Instead, he righted his pants, fixed her skirts and bodice with a brisk touch then crawled even farther away to the other side of the fire. Once there, he moved into a crouch as if unsure whether he wished to bolt or not.

“Stay.” She pushed herself upright into a seated position and searched his gaze. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”

“I never intended for what just happened, to happen. You make me lose all rational thought.” He glanced into the darkened tree line. “I certainly didnae ride out after you this day so I might ravish you again once I’d found you.”

“I wanted to be ravished, still want to be ravished.”

“So I noticed.” He gritted his teeth, in that way he always did when he got completely obstinate. “’Tis been a long day and we both need some time apart. Wait here while I find Duncan and Ella.” He heaved to his feet and stormed into the trees.

“Coll, wait!” But he didn’t. He disappeared so fast.