Chapter 16

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

" N ay! Nay!" Caitlyn screamed, writhing on the floor as MacTavish grabbed her by the throat and pinned her down.

Her hands were bound, but no matter how much she thrashed back and forth, she could not release them.

"Och, I cannae wait tae have ye, lass. Ye're so young, and fresh, and innocent. I'm going tae enjoy this," MacTavish drooled.

His stinking breath felt hot on her face, and then, a long thick tongue slipped out of his mouth and ran all the way up her cheek, leaving it wet.

Caitlyn fought as hard as she could, but he had her pinned to the ground, his body weight crushing her, pushing the air from her lungs.

"That's it, lass. Fight as hard as ye can. It'll make it more fun fer me."

Grabbing her frock, he pulled it up and over her knees.

"Get off me," she roared breathlessly. "Get off me."

She clenched her thighs together, but he was too strong, and his large hands prized her legs apart.

"Nay!" she screamed. "Nay!"

Caitlyn sat bolt upright in her bed, her heart thumping in her chest, gasping for air, and barely able to breathe. Her whole body shook with terror, and while still in complete dread of her nightmare, somehow, she felt this time, it was far more real.

As the emotion and fear built up, her throat tightened, and the anguish of her fear spilled out of her as sobs burst from her chest. Suddenly, her bedchamber frightened her. She did not want to be alone. Scrambling out of bed, she hurriedly threw on a shawl, and not caring who saw her, Caitlyn ran down the corridor and burst into Edan's room as the tears fell down her cheeks.

Edan, who was sat in a chair near the fire, jumped at the sudden intrusion, but upon seeing the state Caitlyn was in, he launched himself from the chair and ran to her.

"Me god, Caitlyn. What happened?"

But as the uncontrollable emotion poured from her, she could not speak. As though he knew exactly what she needed, Edan swooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bed. He pulled the coverlet back and placed her gently down, before crawling in beside her.

She felt his strong arms wrap around her as she buried her face into his solid chest. For some time, the tears continued, until, after a while, there were no more tears to shed.

Perhaps he had realized what had happened, for even then, Edan remained silent, and instead, rocked her back and forth in a comforting embrace. Only when Caitlyn had fully settled, did she hear his voice.

"Ye are sleeping in me chamber tonight," he said firmly. It wasn't a question. "Ye can have the bed. I will sleep on the floor."

"Nae," Caitlyn cried, grabbing onto his clothes in an effort to keep him from moving. "Dinnae leave me, Edan. Please, dinnae leave me."

Caitlyn woke later, her head moving with the steady rise and fall of Edan's chest. His heart thumped in her ear; that soothing, comforting sound, and his arms were still wrapped protectively around her.

Having fallen asleep a little awkwardly, Caitlyn could not feel any sensation in the arm that lay under her body, and very slowly, she turned so she was lying on her back.

"Are ye all right?" Edan murmured.

"I'm fine. Go back tae sleep."

But clearly, she had disturbed him too much, and Edan shifted his weight, pulling his arm from behind her, so her head lay on the pillow. Bending his elbow, he lifted his head and rested it on his hand. He gazed down at her sadly.

"I'm so sorry, Caitlyn," he growled. "If I hadnae have been such an arse, ye would never have been outside o' the tavern that day."

Shocked at his words, Caitlyn shook her head. "It wasnae yer fault. How can ye possibly believe that?"

"I've believed it from the day and hour I woke up in that bloody room. I've caused ye so much suffering, and I cannae stop punishing mesel' fer it."

She reached up and tenderly stroked his cheek. The gash she had nursed from his torture was nearly completely healed now. One more scar to add to the many he had collected over the years of battles.

"And yet, I believe the complete opposite. I blame mesel' fer ye being captured with me. If I hadnae ran out o' the tavern, like a fool, MacTavish's men would never have had an opportunity tae isolate us and overpower us."

Edan smiled softly down at her. "What a pair we are."

Pulling a stray hair from the side of her face, Edan lowered his mouth to hers and tenderly kissed her. Caitlyn let out a low moan as her body reacted to his sensual embrace. Her lips parted, bidding his tongue entry. He roved about inside, tasting her, his tongue lashing against her own. She felt her stomach twist, and a pang of desire bloomed at the apex of her thighs.

Edan tugged at the shawl, moving it to the side. Pulling his lips from hers, he gazed down her body. She felt the soft touch of his fingers trailing over her collar bone, travelling further and further, until he reached the ties of her nightgown. In another second, he had pulled them loose, and parting the garment, he revealed her small, firm breasts and hardened nipples.

"I want tae explore every part o' ye, Caitlyn. I want tae ken yer body like ye ken it yersel'," he growled.

When his lips sunk over her nipple, she gasped at the sensation, pleasure flowering across her body like a blossoming rose. He moved from one breast to the other, licking her nipples, and nipping them with his lips.

He sat up fully then, and slowly tugged her nightdress up. "Lift yer behind," he instructed.

Caitlyn did as she was bid and shifted her hips. He pulled the night gown all the way up to her waist and then looked down at her, drinking her all in as she lay there, open and vulnerable for him. Once more she felt her cheeks burning as he gazed at her so unabashedly.

Bringing his head down, he dropped tiny little kisses across her stomach, the trail going lower and lower.

"Och, god," Caitlyn gasped, her hips writhing as her slickness oozed at her arousal.

"I'm going tae taste ye, Caitlyn. I'm going tae make ye feel pleasure ye've never experienced before."

As he reached the very apex of her thighs, she could feel his hot breath on her most sensitive parts, and opening her legs wider, she wordlessly beckoned him in.

"Please, Edan. Please," she begged.

With his head between her legs, he looked up at her, his eyes raging with desire. She took a sharp breath in when he slipped a finger inside of her. He moved slowly at first, working his hand back and forth. Caitlyn matched his rhythm with her hips, watching him watching her.

She began panting as he moved faster. Faster and deeper, filling her up and reaching a place she hardly knew existed.

"Oh, god," she cried.

"Ye're so warm, and wet, and tight. I want tae make love tae ye everyday o' me life."

As she lost herself in his rhythm, her head fell back onto the pillow, and her whole body moved in time with him. Suddenly, she gasped, and jerking her head to look at him, she felt a different sensation entirely. With his finger still inside of her, his tongue softly teased the same tiny nub he had caressed the night before.

"Och, Caitlyn, ye taste so sweet," he groaned.

At first, his tongue moved slowly, matching the steady rhythm of his finger. Back and forth, up and down, lifting her higher into some delirium of ecstasy. She made circles with her hips, gripped the bed clothes around her, and moaned deeply from her throat. But his tongue and finger began to move faster and faster.

Edan groaned with delight, his hot breath dancing on her skin. "Och, aye, Caitlyn. I could feed on ye all night."

But as the intensity grew, Caitlyn felt her body tense, and as though she were floating, her body seemed to lift from the solid bed beneath her. Higher and higher she climbed, up through the roof of the castle and out into the open sky. She moaned, she writhed, she tensed, she panted, until suddenly, she exploded, like stars bursting from her womanhood, dancing across her body, sparking the very essence of who she was.

"Oh, me god," she cried, melting into the sweet sensation of her orgasm.

But Edan wasn't finished with her, and she watched as he ripped his clothes from his body. Once naked, her eyes widened at the sight of his huge hard manhood that sat between his legs, throbbing and aching for her.

Was that in me last night?

It was so large, she couldn't imagine it to be possible, and yet, she had taken him inside her then, and wanted to do so again now.

Planting his hands on either side of her head, he gazed down at her with utter adoration. "I love ye, Caitlyn. I couldnae love ye any more than I dae in this very minute."

"I love ye too," she whispered back.

He flashed a huge smile, and then guided himself to slowly enter her. Inch by inch, he slipped inside.

"Ye are so ready fer me. Ye're so sweet, and tight, and beautiful," he growled.

He pressed his hips forward and sunk himself a little deeper. Caitlyn quivered, digging her fingers into his shoulders. As he looked deeply into her eyes, she gazed right back, and as they moved together, it was as though their souls entwined.

Edan's whole body shook as he moved back and forth, but Caitlyn did not want him to hold back.

"Take me Edan. Take me with all the love ye have fer me."

He growled loudly as he plunged deeper into her, causing Caitlyn to whimper and gasp. Back and forth he went, thrusting harder and deeper each time. Caitlyn felt herself tensing again, climbing once more to the heavens. But this time, she was taking Edan with her. Their bodies melded together, soaring higher and higher, panting, and groaning, their hot, sticky bodies clashing in beautiful symphony, until they reached the very peak. And in one delightful explosion, Caitlyn's high-pitched squeal of pleasure met Edan's roar of ecstasy.

As they lay in each other's arms, their breathing heavy, and their hearts still pounding, Edan gazed at Caitlyn with a look of bewilderment. "Ye told me ye loved me," he exclaimed.

"And ye told me ye loved me," she breathed back.

"Aye. But we both kent I did, and I have done fer years. I just didnae think I would hear those words from ye so soon."

"It's the truth, Edan. I dae love ye. With every beat o' me heart. I realize now, that I want tae be with ye fer all the days I have left tae live."

He kissed her forehead tenderly and released a contented sigh. "I cannae wait until we're together."

"Nor can I. But I have tae speak tae Effie first."

He nodded. "I ken that, me beautiful. I just hope I dinnae have tae wait too long."