Chapter 17

She shut the door behind them and looked up at him. The next second, they were on each other like ravening beasts, tearing off each other’s clothes while their mouths clashed in passionate, panting abandon.

Their hunger for each other was so great, it was as though they would devour each other. Clothing pooled on the floor next to them as they worked in frantic haste to satisfy themselves. Alec worked quickly, covering her with kisses and bites as he got her down to naught but her shift and stockings. Equally eager for him, she soon divested Alec of his coat and waistcoat, tearing his shirt off over his head while they laughed into each other’s mouths as they kissed.

The hunger in Alec’s eyes spurred Kira on. “Mmmm, ye feel so delicious, I cannae wait tae feel ye,” she murmured, her nails raking his back, his chest, and belly, craving the hard, masculine power that lay within. His hands were everywhere too, it seemed, making her dizzy and robbing her of breath as they exposed her and delved into her secret places, his fingers already between her legs, making her moist and eager for his touch.

“Och, what have we here. I think he’s pleased tae see me,” she murmured coquettishly as her hand settled over the large bulge straining at the front of his trews.

“Dinnae doubt it, Kira, always,” Alec assured her with a groan as her hand closed over him, and she sank to the floor before him. Overcome with lusty excitement at his hardness, she rubbed her face against the growing bulge and ran her hands over his buttocks and powerful thighs and squeezed them. Alec sighed happily and buried his fingers in her long, silky locks as Kira trailed hot, nuzzling kisses across his skin, following the line of hair down his belly with her lips, his groans of pleasure fanning the flames of her own desire.

“I cannae wait tae get these off and get at ye,” she breathed, her heart racing as she finally undid the buttons and tore off his trews.

Alec’s huge erection sprang out in all its glorious length and breadth inches from her lips. Eagerly cupping his balls with one hand, she took his pulsating length in her other. She delighted in Alec’s lustful shivers and groans as she pressed light, teasing kisses along his swollen length and worked her hand back and forth.

“I want tae please ye… show me how ye want it,” she whispered in between flicking he tongue up and down his shaft.

“Like this,” he breathed, his hand closing over hers. “Hold me tighter at the base, here,” he positioned her fingers, “that keeps me hard, and move yer hand all the way up and back down smoothly, like this.” He guided her with his own hand, and she quickly caught on. “The faster ye go, the quicker I’ll come. Jesus, that’s good, just like that.” He let out another deep groan that stoked Kira’s desire to please him even more, until she felt she was being consumed by a flame.

“I want tae taste ye, Alec, all of ye,” she murmured, entranced by the dazed intensity of his eyes.

“I’d love that, but I dinnae want tae make ye dae anythin’ ye dinnae want tae,” he gasped, his hands moving convulsively in her hair.

“I want tae, very much,” she breathed, holding his erection tight at the base as he had demonstrated while suddenly taking the whole of his length into her mouth.

“Ach, Jesus Christ, Kira, that’s… that’s…” He seemed to lose his power of speech as she continued to work on him with her mouth, his fingers clasping her head, his hips moving in slow, leisurely thrusts of obvious pleasure. Kira explored him with her tongue, marveling at the contrast of the silky softness of his skin and the throbbing hardness beneath that she knew with excited anticipation would soon fill her to the hilt. It was titillating to feel him still growing in her mouth, and she could feel him getting more and more excited.

Finally, with a deep groan, he pulled himself gently from her lips and all but threw her to the rug.

“Now ’tis me turn tae taste ye,” he told her huskily, spreading her legs wide, his palms resting on her upper thighs as he gazed upon her with a hungry intensity that sent heat flaring through her entire sex. She screamed and held his head when he buried his face in her moist folds, the tip of his tongue parting her nether lips and flickering in and out of her tantalizingly.

“Och, Alec, I love it when ye dae that tae me,” she confessed, abandoning herself to bliss when he grabbed her behind in both hands and raised her up, eager to drink more deeply of her. His tongue probed deeper inside her, devouring her soft, intricate folds, nibling, sucking, delving into her, clearly delighting in the moans and whimpers that fell from her lips.

“I want ye too,” Kira murmured breathlessly, squirming around so he could continue his plundering of her body while she took his rigid shaft in her mouth again, wanting to return the pleasure he was giving her. They lay like that for a long while, their ecstatic moans and groans growing louder and more frequent as their mouths and hands constantly deepened their exploration of each other in the most intimate way possible.

As she sucked and teased him and thrust wantonly against his roving tongue and probing fingers, Kira could hardly believe what she was doing, but she knew it was the best thing ever and that she could not seem to get enough of Alec’s body.

At last, her excitement had reached such a pitch, she let him slip from her lips and cried out, “I cannae stand it any longer, Alec, come and fill me up, I need ye!”

“Mmmm, I cannae wait, me love,” he murmured, his words muffled by the burning flesh between her legs. “I’m gonnae bury every inch of meself in ye so deep,” he promised, feverishly repositioning them.

“Och, Alec, I want that so bad, I want ye tae fill me up with yer lovin’.”

He was lying between her widespread legs now, holding himself above her with his forearms.

“Is it this ye want?” he asked, the blunt, hard head of his shaft pressing at her opening.

“Aye, aye, I want it!” she moaned.

“Well, all right.” With a single, powerful thrust of his hips, he slid his whole, rock-hard length into her, his deep groan of pleasure fanning her desire.

“Och! Alec, that’s too much!” she mewled, her legs circling his waist, her nails raking his shoulders and back as she clutched him, her inner walls tightening around him convulsively as he rammed into her repeatedly.

“Nay, bonny lass, never too much, ye’ll see,” he panted. “Ye were made fer me, we fit together perfectly.”

“Ah, yes! Deeper, deeper, please, Alec, I need ye,” Kira moaned, unable to disagree as, afloat on bliss, she took all of him in with ease again and again and still craved more.

Riding the building waves of pleasure that were rippling through her entire body, Kira gripped Alec tightly

“Harder, faster,” she urged him, meeting his every thrust as he pounded into her, reveling in the sweat dripping onto her face from his forehead as he strived to satisfy her.

“Alec, I’m there, I’m comin’!” Caught up in the waves of pleasure rising up through her, she clutched at him and pressed her lips to his as she went over the edge and fell into a quivering climax.

Seconds later, he stiffened and came hotly inside her, letting out a satisfied groan as he came with shuddering intensity and fell against her.

“That was incredible,” he murmured breathlessly into her ear as they lay gasping for air against each other’s sweat-soaked bodies.

“Och, Alec, the things ye make me feel… why, I never dreamed such pleasure existed.”

“’Tis nae this way fer everyone, Kira,” he told her, his tone full of wonder. “What we have is special, believe me. The things we feel fer each other, the way we hunger fer each other, ’tis like we were made tae be together. I love ye so much, Kira, more than ye’ll ever ken.”

“And I love ye, Alec, more than ye’ll ever ken,” she panted, pulling back to smile into his eyes, her heart overflowing with love for him as she kissed him languorously.

“Och, this is bliss, Alec, I love ye so much. I’m so happy, I could stay here forever with ye,” Kira sighed a short while later. She was on the bed, lying on her belly, leaning up on her elbows, keeping clear of Alec’s bandage as she trailed her fingers lazily across his naked torso. Fascinated by his tattoos, she traced the shapes of the animal forms, circumnavigated the elaborate twists and turns of the vines and flowers etched upon him. Every few inches, she pressed a little kiss to his skin.

“Och, me wee angel, I’m so glad tae hear ye say ye’re happy. I’m happier than I can ever remember bein’, at least since the last time ye made happier than I’ve ever been. I think it was this mornin’ some time,” he told her with a contented sigh.

Kira laughed lovingly at his silliness and ruffled his hair. Alec gathered her close to his chest, and she nestled into him, feeling she had found her little piece of heaven in her man.

“I ken we didnae get off tae the best start with our marriage, did we, eh?” He stroked her hair and face tenderly as he gazed into her eyes.

“Nay, mainly thanks tae me,” she admitted with a guilty grimace.

“Nay,” he agreed. “But here we are, we’ve fallen in love, and the future looks bright.”

“Aye. I predict that we’ll live happily ever after, like the princes and princesses in all the fairytales.”

They were both leaning in for a kiss, when they nearly jumped out of their skins as bells all around the castle suddenly set up a tremendous clamor. Alec was out of bed and on his feet in a second.

“’Tis the alarm signaling an attack,” he called to her over the metallic din. “I bet we’re just about tae find out who wants all us Mackintoshes dead.” He pulled on his clothes and boots at breakneck speed and was already strapping on his sword belt when Kira was still pulling on her hide trews and buff jerkin.

“D’ye think it could be Shaw?” she shouted back, racing to get on her boots and fasten her weapons belt. She would have liked to gather her other battle gear, her helmet, her mail shirt, her vambraces, but there was simply no time for any more elaborate preparations. This was an emergency! She forgot all about covering her scar.

“It very well could be Shaw,” Alec shouted back. Just then, the alarm bells died away. “Let’s go and find out,” he added in a normal tone, opening the door stealthily and peering out into the hallway. Kira looked around him, her heart beating fast with the excitement for an upcoming fight. If it was Shaw attacking them, then she hoped she would get her chance at the men who had likely killed her father.

Immediately, they saw Bran standing only a few feet away, dressed to fight, accompanied by an anxious Catreena and Ilyssa. The family group drew close in the middle of the hallway.

“Braither, are ye sure ye’re fit tae fight?” Alec asked Bran with concern obvious in his voice.

“As fit as ye are. D’ye wantae give it a try and see fer yersel’?” Bran challenged him with a menacing look.

“Er, nay, ye’re all right,” Alec answered circumspectly. “Ye lassies, ye can go and help Sofia up in the infirmary fer when the injured start tae arrive,” he instructed, his glance taking in Catreena, Ilyssa, and Kira.

“Are ye mad? I’m a trained warrior and I’m nae goin’ anywhere but tae fight with ye,” Kira insisted angrily.

“But Kira, if anythin’ happened tae ye—” Alec started to say, but he was brutally cut off by his wife.

“The same goes fer me! I said, I’m comin’ tae fight with ye, and that’s an end of it.”

Alec relented, though his expression showed he was not happy about it.