Page 44 of Love Beyond Time
At first, Ramsay assumed that Eoin had found him out. Perhaps the man he’d sent to fool them had betrayed him, revealing the truth of his murderous plan to Eoin and his brother. But no, as he sat across from Eoin over their evening meal listening to what he requested of him, he knew his secret was safe.
Actually, it couldn’t have been better. Eoin inviting him to come and help protect them from an outside attack made his own plan even more easily accomplished. He wouldn’t have to gain entry to the castle; he’d already have it. And it would be that much more rewarding to see the look of shock at his betrayal as he plunged his sword through Eoin’s heart.
“Aye, ye know that you needn’t ask. The Conalls and Kinnairds have been allies for years. Ye have me word that we shall march to help defend ye.”
The young, foolish laird had just sealed his own fate.
* * *
Thankfully Eoin and Ramsay’s conversation was much shorter than Eoin and Donal’s, and I’d just finished my own food when I heard the bedchamber door open and close as Eoin walked in.
“How’d it go? Will he come?”
Eoin walked up behind me as I sat in a chair close to the room’s fireplace and placed both of his hands on my shoulders as he squeezed gently.
“Aye. He’ll come, but I’m no so glad that we have to ask him. He’s a wretched man. And I’ll never understand why my father kept him so close.” He continued to massage my shoulders, working his way up and down my back, as I released my neck and allowed my head to fall forward, relishing the feeling of his strong hands on my sore and tired muscles. Travelling in this century was hard work.
I unintentionally let out a small moan of delight, and I caught my slip as his hands stilled at the base of my throat.
Taking it as a sign of my enjoyment, he slid his hands lower so that they dipped into the cleavage of my gown. He only left them there for a moment, quickly pulling them upward, swirling his hands over my neckline with light touches that sent tremors down my body and caused my breathing to speed up.
There was no chance I could pretend to be asleep now, and I was quickly losing any willpower I had to keep him away.
“Do ye like that, lass? I love the way yer skin feels.”
I didn’t answer him. Instead I leaned my head back so that my neck was elongated, allowing him more space from which to move his fingers.
He stopped abruptly and came around to kneel in front of me, taking both of my hands in his.
“I know that ye must return home once we find the ring, Bri. But would ye mind so much if we behaved as husband and wife just for now? I willna ask ye again, but it’s been too long since I’ve had the company of a woman, lass, and I want ye badly.”
It was much easier to be brave with him when I thought I was dreaming. Now, as his words sent my heart racing, I had a difficult time choking out any sort of response.
“Alright.”
I didn’t have to say more as his lips found mine instantly, his arms wrapping around my waist, lifting me out of the chair with ease.
We moved to the bed until he sat on its edge, holding me out in front of him as he gazed at the front of my gown.
“Turn around.”
I obeyed, and his hands instantly moved against the laces, loosening them with only a few quick strokes. As the dress fell to my feet I faced him, only to be pulled against him once more as he brought my breast toward him, sucking one of my nipples deep into his mouth.
I moaned loudly as the sensation caused my knees to weaken and the entry between my legs to grow slick.
As he continued to kiss and suckle on my breasts, one hand moved to my lower back, holding me in place as the fingers on his opposite hand sought entry in between my legs.
I gasped as he slipped two fingers inside me, my wetness giving away just how badly I wanted him, and he groaned as his fingers glided easily in and out of my center.
“Ach, Bri! Are ye ready for me, lass? ‘Cause I doona believe I can keep myself out of ye much longer.”
“Yes.” I moved away from him to climb atop the bed, lying backward and spreading my legs to welcome him to me.
He grinned and quickly removed his own clothing, and I was sure my eyes widened at the sight of him. My legs involuntarily closed, and he let out a deep chuckle.
“Doona worry, lass. I’ll be gentle with ye.”
He spread himself on top of me, his mouth meeting mine with a desperate hunger that I returned. He placed his fingers in between my legs once again, slowly readying me for entry with his fingers.
