Page 144 of Evil Hearts

She gasped as his arms wrapped around her waist and she instantly melted against his embrace. He took the opportunity to lean down and press his lips to hers, sweeping her up into his arms. She moaned, kissing him back as his tongue swept between her lips.

“Och! I’ve been wanting to touch ye since the first night we had,” Lachlan confessed.

“Me too!” she shivered, stripping him of his shirt and reaching to pull off his kilt and gasped. “Lachlan! You need to get something to wear underneath this!”

“Why? It’s no’ common to wear anything ‘neath the plaid,” he frowned. “Sides, I doona hear yetrulycomplaining, do I?”

Katarina blushed at that, taking in the sight of his throbbing cock. “Fair enough…”

Lachlan smirked and shrugged, “I s’ppose it’d be best if I tried wearing pants and such.”

“Lachlan,” Katarina shook her head, “the last thing I’m thinking about right now is what clothes to put you into.”

She leaned forward and kissed him again, the drive to feel him renewed by the sight of his tool. In a single, sweeping motion, he slid the sundress over her shoulders and tossed it aside, leaving her in her red lace bra and matching thong.

“Mm! I like ye in red,” he smirked.

“Remind me to buy more red clothes,” she chuckled. “Hey, I don’t suppose you’ve ever done it in the shower, have you?”

Katarina had always craved a shower after any long trip, and with the addition of her time in the highlands, being kidnapped by vampires, and sleeping for over a week, she was certainly overdue.

But she couldn’t bring herself to delay her union with Lachlan any longer, either.

Fortunately, her shower was spacious, and Lachlan was more than capable of supporting her entire body as he pressed her against the tile siding.

She’d already come over a half-dozen times before Lachlan growled that they were clean enough, and, still dripping wet, he’d carried her to her bedroom and tossed her onto her queen-sized bed as though she were a sack of oranges. He moved over her, his long, dripping hair leaving a wet trail over her belly and between her breasts as he kissed her skin over and over again. She moaned, writhing under the wave of sensations before finally pulling him up to her and kissing him back as his hands cupped her breasts. She cried out as he began to rub her breasts, his thumbs brushing her nipples as he sucked her lower lip between and gave it a gentle bite. Gasping, she bucked against him, willing his shaft to breach her once again. She’d become insatiable for it; the sensation of being so totally filled by him—knowing that she was accepting something so powerful within her—making her feel sexier than she’d ever felt before in her life.

But he pulled back, denying her the cock she already felt addicted to.

“Ye’ve had yer taste, lass, now I want mine!” he smirked, beginning to kiss back down her body.

“O-oh my…” she blushed, watching as he moved from her breasts down to between her legs.

As soon as his tongue made contact, she cried out, her legs falling apart as he began to lick her pussy. His tongue was amazing on her and she arched up more, moving her hands in his thick mane.

“Mm! I was right! Yedotaste amazing down here as well!” he growled.

She’d lost count of how many times she’d come against his tongue before she heard him ask “Are ye ready fer another ride?”

“Mm! I am! Give it to me!” she cried out, arching up.

She felt the head press against her entrance and he began to slip inside, pushing his length deep inside of her. She gasped, her head falling back against her pillow as she took the bulk of his member inside of her.

“MM! You are so tight,” he groaned. “So amazing!”

“Oh! It feels amazing, Lachlan!” she cried out, “Don’t stop! Make love to me!”

He smirked, beginning to rock forward as he leaned down, kissing her hard. She moaned, tasting herself on his tongue as he continued to thrust inside her. The feeling was indescribable as their bodies unified and she could feel her climax growing with every plunge inside of her.

“I’m… I’m close!” she cried out. “I’m going to come again!”

“Do it, lass! Come for me!” he groaned, nipping at her throat.

With one last shove, she was driven over the edge and arched up against him as her orgasm swept over her.

“Oh!” she groaned, shivering against him, “Come with me, Lachlan! Fill me!”

Her words seemed to strike a chord within him, because her lover tensed then and let out a loud, guttural groan. Still in the throes of her own climax, Katarina felt Lachlan begin to throb within her, and was rewarded shortly after with the first massivespurt of his own release. As the two cried out in unison, she felt herself flooded by his seed as he continued to piston himself deeper and deeper within her.

As the two fell back into the bed, their bodies still humming from release, Lachlan pulled her to his chest, kissing the top of her head.

“Lass, ye are perfect for me,” he murmured in her hair.

“You too,” she smiled. “I love you so much, Lachlan.”

With that, she closed her eyes, falling asleep to the gentle sound of her highlander’s heartbeat and dreamed of her new life.

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