Highlander's Bride: Medieval Romance (The Fae Book 1) by Joanne Wadsworth Page B

right? How could she protect her parents from Colin if she chose Ronan over Duncan? Never had she been placed in such a difficult position before.
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    With all the longing he held deep inside him, Ronan allowed his desire for Kyla its full release. He rolled them both until she came up over top of him, caressed down her sides and roamed over her lush bottom. Hands bunched in her wet undergarment, he scrunched the long length of it up and smoothed over the backs of her legs. Her fast breathing and racing heartbeat had his passion flaring. He took her mouth with his and kissed her, deeply, until her sweet and alluring fragrance wrapped around him and saturated his senses. Since the moment he’d found her in the dungeons, she’d tempted him beyond his endurance and he didn’t doubt she always would.
    “Mmm, Ronan.” She murmured his name against his lips then kissed him with such soul-searing passion in return. “I have so much to tell you.”
    “I want to touch you, as freely as those who are mated do.” All that roared through his mind was the need to mate, to bind his chosen one to him in the most elemental way. “Will you allow it?”
    “Allow what, exactly?” She nuzzled his neck, licked over his thumping pulse point then hands on his chest, pushed up and straddled him, her legs either side of his thighs and her shift stretched tight across her knees. Her damp golden-red locks cascaded down her back and swept across his legs behind her.
    “Allow me to bring you pleasure, to tighten the bonds between us.” Slowly, he slid his hands along her upper thighs toward the heat of her pressed against him, her shift rising inch by inch as he did and his need for her an unstoppable beat in his blood. “I’ll take naught from you, will leave you fully intact, but I want to love you right here and right now, with all that I am.”
    “I can barely think straight.” She wriggled against him and his cock hardened painfully.
    “Then allow me to do the thinking for both of us.” He needed to touch her, all of her, to show her how it should be between a mated pair. He eased one hand underneath the fabric of her shift, the cotton sliding cool and wet across the back of his hand. He couldn’t halt his current desire, didn’t have a chance of doing so. All he wanted to do was push his fingers deep inside her, to give her whatever pleasure he could, to hear her scream his name and know she did so because of him.
    “Aye, touch me.” She licked her lips, slowly leaned in, her breasts swaying forward and he lifted one clear of the sagging neckline and flicked his thumb over the beaded tip.
    He palmed her full breast, squeezed the lush flesh and with her mind embedded deep within his mind, he showed her through his thoughts exactly how he wanted her to lean forward and put her breast in his mouth.
    “I see you are going to be a very demanding mate. Stubborn times two.” She leaned forward then gasped as he suctioned his mouth around her delectable nipple. He played the tip with his tongue, drew the bud deep inside his mouth and wished only to consume her. She tasted exquisite, her skin cool from the water but also flaring with heat from his touch and she clung to him, pushed the sweet morsel even deeper into his mouth before arching her back and rocking her lower body over him.
    His blood roared for more and he couldn’t halt his need. He freed her other breast then gave it as much attention as he’d laved on the first.
    “Mmm, so divine.” She cupped the back of his head, her fingers spearing through his hair as she held his mouth against her. “I need to touch you too. Show me what you want me to do within your mind.”
    He gave her the image, of her hand wrapping around his aching shaft, of how he wanted her to stroke him and she shuffled back a touch, lifted his shirt hem and wrapped her hand around his erection. No hesitation. She touched him as if she owned him, which she did. All of him. Such a kaleidoscope