Page 90 of Intrigued By A Highlander

The thought of losing a moment like this with her or never having it again had him ordering, “You are to obey me from here on, Dru. I insist.”

He realized the error of his ways too late.

Dru went to push him away and he grabbed her wrists, stopping her. They felt like iron shackles, keeping her prisoner.

“I need to keep you safe and the only way I can do that is to know you will obey my every word.”

“Not likely,” she argued, and yanked her wrists, with no luck, to free them. “Let me go.”

“Nay. Never. You are mine.”

“Only if I choose to be,” she said frustrated.

Knox realized what he had done, giving her no choice just like life had given her no choice. He freed her wrists and slipped off her to stand.

She hurried off the bed, away from him.

“You are right, Dru. It is your choice. I need you to obey me so that I can count on you when it matters. That I know you can obey the most difficult choices when necessary and ignore the ones that won’t matter.”

“I am not like your parents. I will never abandon you no matter what the circumstances,” she argued. “If we face starvation, then we face it together. No matter what the threat, we face it together. Never. Never will I abandon you.”

Her response was strange to him. He had not given thought to his own past and the damage done. He never expected anyone to ever be faithful to him, to forever defend him, to never abandon him. But she had proven otherwise even though she had left him that one time, it was out of love, a selfish act so that he might live.

Dru went to him and tilted her head back to look up at him. “I am yours and I will do my best to obey you, though since I know better, more times than you, that might be difficult.”

Knox gripped the back of his neck, “Good, Lord, but I love you.”

“Prove it,” she challenged once more. “I am dripping wet with desire for you.”

“Bloody hell, wife, how can you expect me to take my time when you say something like that to me?”

She grinned. “What makes you think I want slow tonight.”

He grinned himself. “You asked for it.”

“And I am still waiting for it.”

He yanked her up, dropped her on the bed and entered her so swiftly that she cried out with pleasure.

“Whatever you do, don’t stop,” she pleaded.

And he didn’t. He pounded her hard and fast, his passion as potent as hers.

He captured her screams of pleasure with his mouth afraid his own cries of pleasure would echo along with hers across the land. It was a soul-shattering climax, shared together, stealing their breaths and uniting their hearts.

They lay breathlessly beside each other when Knox finally slipped off her.

“This is what I want for us, for our life together,” Knox said when he was able to speak. “To feel such pleasure, know such contentment. Share such love.”

“Do you think it’s possible?” she asked apprehensively.

“We won’t know if we don’t try, we don’t fight,” he said, reaching over to pull her against him and the blanket over them. He turned his head to kiss her brow. “I know obedience isn’t easy for you, but there are times you need to weigh its necessity.”

“And times to ignore it,” she said, snuggling against him, enjoying the warmth of his familiar body.

“And wise enough to know the difference,” he reminded.

“I understand but?—”

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