Page 26 of Cherished By A Highlander

She gasped again as he introduced her to a pleasure that was indescribable, not to mention that all along he had been thinking of doing what he was now doing to her. He desired her as much as she did him.

A haze of passion consumed her. She could not think and at times she felt as if she could barely breathe. Her heart beat rapidly, her body felt on the verge of what she didn’t know but was desperate to discover.

She could not stop herself from moaning or having her moans grow in intensity. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as he feasted on her breasts and his touches left her weak and roused at the same time.

His mouth found hers once again and he kissed her, then whispered, “You are sure about this?”

“Aye, very sure,” she said, not a doubt in her mind.

He moved to kneel between her legs, spreading them apart and coming down to rest over her, the muscles in his arms tense as his hands braced to either side of her kept him hovering over her.

She felt his manhood between her legs, felt the tip of it kiss her entrance, felt the overpowering need to feel more.

“Grab hold of my arms,” he said.

Shade did so without question and just as she had a good grip on him, Quint plunged into her. She gasped loudly at the strength of his entrance and how wonderful it felt, after a fleeting moment of pain, and the sheer pleasure of him moving inside her.

“Don’t stop,” she ordered when she saw in his eyes that he was about to do just that. “It feels much too wonderful.”

He smiled and kissed her quickly. “It’s going to feel more than wonderful shortly.”

Soon her moans filled the air, proving him right.

Instinct took over and she moved along with him in perfect unison to a rhythm she imagined was as old as time. She didn’t want it to end but knew such pleasure would reach a point of bursting and once it did, she screamed out his name.

“QUINT!”

His roar matched her scream, and he continued to increase their passion with thrust after thrust as they burst together and went tumbling into the abyss of pure pleasure.

She hugged him, not as tightly as she wanted her strength gone, lost in the exquisite pleasure that still continued to trickle through her body as her mind began to clear and return to her. He felt so good pressed against her that she didn’t want to let him go, but his spent body was beginning to weigh on her and he must have realized it since he slipped off her.

She was glad, though more pleased, when he reached out and took hold of her hand, keeping them connected.

He turned his head to her. “Are you all right?”

Shade smiled. “I do not believe I ever felt so wonderful in my entire life. I will cherish this memory forever.”

He brought her hand to his mouth and kissed it. “I intend to leave you with many more memories.” He silently cursed himself when he saw her smile fade. Whatever was he thinking, reminding her that he would eventually leave her after just making love with her?

Making love?

Was that how he felt about it? Did he care more for her than he would admit to himself?

“I have a mission,” he said as if that explained it, but to who? Him or her?

“You made it clear, Quint, I understand, and how could I have any regrets when you made my first time so memorable. Though I will admit that I will miss you.”

“And I you.” He didn’t hesitate, though he did wonder if it was wise of him to say, “I can return when the mission is done.”

Shade eased her hand out of his and turned on her side to rest her hand on his chest. “I would welcome your return, but think on it, Quint, for I do not believe I could bear saying goodbye to you twice.”

She slipped beneath his arm to cuddle against him and was asleep soon after.

Quint lay there thinking about it. She was letting him know she wished for something permanent and if he could not give that to her then he should not return to her. He was dreaming if he thought he could give her what she wanted. Besides, how would she feel when she learned the truth about him? Would she still welcome him, and would she ever want him to touch her again?

CHAPTER 9

They had barely entered the cottage when he had her bent over the table, her garments tossed up and his shaft inside her. And she had welcomed him, couldn’t wait to feel him there, couldn’t wait for him to quench her need that seemed never-ending.

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