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  “I love you, Drostan, Laird Comyn. Say you want me to stay, that you love me too. Tell me you want me to be your lady for eternity.” There, she’d done it. She’d laid her heart out for him to see and now only waited for his reply.

  For the span of several heart-palpitating moments, Briana waited for Drostan to answer. But his lips didn’t move. His gaze never left hers, he just stared at her, and when he didn’t say a word, she thought he must be staring right through her.

  She could take a hint. She wasn’t going to just stand here and embarrass herself further. She’d never let her thoughts for anyone be known and here she’d done so just to have him reject her.

  With a ragged sigh, she turned away, prepared to leave Inverlochy forever. She could find her way back up the mountain to the clearing with the sacred circle. If she got lost, Fate would surely intervene again and send her home anyway.

  Drostan’s warm grip on her arm stopped her.

  Eyes widened, she turned around. Drostan pulled her into the warmth of his embrace and her entire body felt as though a weight had lifted. Her heart soared. He just had to say the words.

  “Briana, the thought of ye staying here, I willnae lie, scares the hell out of me.” He pressed his lips to the top of her head and she heard his inhale of breath. “But what scares me more is never seeing ye again.”

  Briana squeezed him tightly to her, lifted her face to look him in the eyes. “I feel the same way.”

  “I have fallen for ye. I dinna ken how. Seems so fast but I have. I want to spend the rest of my days with ye. I want to ken ye more. I want to explore life with ye. I…I love ye.”

  Tears pricked Briana’s eyes. She’d never heard those words from a man’s lips. Never heard such a genuine declaration. Her heart felt as though it would burst into her throat.

  She smiled wide, reached up and grabbed his face, pulling him down for an intense kiss. Her lips searched his. She tasted him, explored, thrilling in the excitement channeling through her body at the feel of his lips on hers.

  He pulled her close, their bodies melding together as one. Every line and ridge pressed hard together. Her nipples hardened, ached for the brush of his fingers, the hotness of his breath. Her pussy tightened, grew damp with need. Every nerve tingled and yearned for his touch, for the ecstasy only he could bring her.

  “I want to make love to ye as a man does his wife,” he murmured against her lips.

  Briana nodded as he picked her up, his lips still tasting hers. He carried her to the bed, one arm around her back, the other beneath her knees. She wrapped her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. He stood for several moments, holding her as he explored her mouth.

  “We will go slow this time,” he promised. “I want to savor every moment.”

  “Aye,” she answered in his accent, a happy, satisfied smile on her face.

  She felt as though she was glowing. Her nerves were firing like mad, her skin tingled. She’d never been so happy.

  Drostan set her on her feet and slowly divested her of the linen chemise the housekeeper had given her. He kissed her shoulders as he trailed the fabric down the length of her arm. She wriggled her body slightly until the piece fell in a pool at her feet.

  He lifted his head to look her in the eyes. “Ye are so beautiful, Briana. Do ye ken that?”

  She stroked his face. “Thank you.”

  “Inside and out, my love, ye are a thing of beauty.” He leaned down and brushed his lips over hers all too fleetingly as he skimmed her chin, letting his teeth scrape slightly over her sensitive flesh.

  He trailed hot kisses down her neck, over her collarbone and to her breasts. His mouth was warm velvet as he tongued her nipples, plucking them to life with his fingers before drawing one then the other into his mouth for a lingering taste. Briana sighed as stimulating sensations took hold of her body.

  She trailed her hands over his hair, over his muscled back until she reached the belt of his plaid. She tucked her fingers inside and skimmed around to the front where he’d tied it in place. She tried to make quick work of her task but his mouth on her breasts, his hands massaging her buttocks, distracted her from her mission.

  Drostan chuckled. “Do ye need help?”

  Briana let out a throaty laugh and tugged hard on the knot. “It would appear so.”

  She looked up in time to see that the blue of his eyes had darkened and he stared at her with open wanting, need and…love.

  He took hold of his belt, undid the knots and tossed it aside as his plaid fell around his feet. He very nearly ripped his shirt from his body in his need to remove it. They’d said they wanted to start slow but their need to touch each other flesh to flesh took hold and the desire for slowness abated.

  Drostan dropped to his knees, his hands stroking up her legs. He glanced up at her, eyes filled with lust, his face inches from her sex. She liked looking at him in this position. Her thighs clenched and she gritted her teeth at the sudden visions of the previous time he’d tasted her.

  She gripped his hair, the sensation as the tendrils glided between her fingertips heightened by her desire.

  “Do ye want me to taste ye, Briana?”

  She nodded, her pussy already dripping with excitement.

  “Tell me ye want me to savor your honey. I want to hear the words come from your sexy mouth.” His voice was low as he demanded she issue the words.

  “Lick me, Drostan. Suck me. Savor me.”

  “Och, lass, anything ye desire,” he growled as he buried his face between her thighs.

  He peeled back the lips of her sex with his thumbs as his tongue darted out to curl around and around her clit. Briana had to brace herself against his shoulders as a tidal wave of sensation swept over her. Her knees grew weak, her legs shaky. She dragged in a ragged breath. Soft sighs and moans escaped her lips between gasps.

  He continued his sensual assault on her clit as he pushed fingers inside her pussy. He drew them out slowly before pushing back inside, the tip of one digit finding her G-spot and massaging it while he continued to lick and suck at her clit.

  Without warning, an orgasm shredded through her. She shrieked out her pleasure, her thighs clenching as her insides spasmed.

  “Oh Dros,” she murmured as her body came down slightly from euphoria.

  “Aye, my lady,” he said against her, sending a tingle along her already tender flesh.

  “I want you inside me. Make love to me now.”

  “With pleasure.”

  He stood and captured her for a kiss as he nudged her backward a couple inches to the bed. She sat when her knees touched the mattress. Drostan lay her back, lifting her up and scooting her farther up on the bed, all while pressing his body down on hers.

  She parted her legs, shuddering when he settled between her thighs, his cock thick, hard. He undulated his hips, pressing back and forth against her pussy with his cock. He was teasing her, tempting her. She moaned, kissing his shoulder, the side of his neck, biting at his earlobe.

  Drostan growled. Taking hold of her waist, he lifted her slightly, opening her up so his cock head fitted to the rim of her pussy. He pushed inside a little, teasing her further still.

  She locked her legs around his thighs, lifted her pussy high, squeezing her inner muscles as he slowly sank all the way inside her.

  “Och, yes,” he groaned with pleasure, his face falling to the crook between her shoulder and neck. He licked at her flesh, nipping and then kissing her.

  Pressed pelvis to pelvis, they moved slowly, her hips rising and falling to his thrust and draw. They kept their pace slow, relishing the euphoric sensations of their lovemaking. Their lips met in a lazy, drawn-out kiss. She never wanted this to end.

  Then the realization hit her, it never would. They would be together always. They could make love morning, noon and night and every time in between.

  With that realization, Briana fully let herself go. She became wild in his arms, writhing beneath him as he plunged inside her again and a
gain. She held tight to him with her legs and arms, tasted his lips, his neck. Arched her back as he lowered his lips to her breasts. As he lay claim to her nipples, worshipping them for endless minutes of pleasure, the pressure inside her womb built until she gasped with the need to fall over the edge.

  “Aye, Briana, come for me, lass.” Drostan drew her lower lip into his mouth before plunging his tongue completely into her, his tongue mocking the motions of his cock. In and out, deep, fast, heart-stoppingly delicious.

  She could hold out no longer. Her head fell from side to side, her back arched, she locked her legs tighter as she succumbed to her orgasm and tumbled over the edge.

  “Yes, yes, yes!” she panted.

  “Mo creach!” Drostan’s body stiffened for a moment before he shuddered and plunged deep inside her. He let out a trembling breath against the side of her neck. “Seems only to get better and better.”

  She couldn’t agree more. “I love you.”

  “I love ye too, lass.”

  They’d met on a fated misty night, surrounded by the sacred stones, creating their own Highland steam as they made magic come alive. And now they’d have the rest of their lives to learn the fascinating parts of each other. Their love would only grow from here.

  Drostan rolled to the side and tugged Briana close. She nestled into the curve of his body, sated, at peace.

  “Tomorrow I shall show ye the lands, your lands.”

  “Sounds wonderful.”

  Briana fell asleep dreaming of all the things they’d do while he showed her the lands—and they had nothing to do with the Comyn holding.

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