Page 34 of To Wed a Witch
He grew harder at the sight of stiffened peaks beckoning for his tongue.Without warning, he lowered his head, opened his mouth, and suckled one nipple with earnest.Sìne's quiet moans reverberated through the chamber as she clasped his hair to keep him anchored against her bosom.
Bhaltair continued his relentless onslaught, releasing the tiny morsel to then lavish attention on its twin.Sìne cried out his name as he suckled hard flicking his tongue relentlessly against the taut nipple.He could feel her shudder against him.That urged him on.He wanted her wanton and wild in his bed.With no inhibitions.Sìne moaned and threw back her head, her braided hair swaying behind her and her breaths were coming out in slow pants, her legs trembled, and he held her upright as he feasted upon her like a man half-starved.His hands reached behind her, clasping her rounded backside as he pulled her closer so she was flush against him.
Sìne could feel his hardened length rubbing against her.The sensations were like nothing she had ever experienced before.
But it was not enough.
Bhaltair needed more.Without further ado, he stood and swept her into his arms.She clung to him.Then their eyes clashed, hers—one green and one brown—hazed with lust and even more striking whilst his was full of raw need.
He gently lay her down on the soft furs with infinite care.
Then he leisurely clutched the bottom of his léine, and without taking his gaze off her, he dragged it over his head and discarded it as he stood over her completely naked, his manhood standing at attention.Bhaltair reached down and began stroking his hardened length as he gazed at his comely wife lying in all her naked glory on the bed.She was propped up on her elbows as she watched him intently.Her gaze gently perused his entire body until it stopped at where his hand was wrapped around his length.With each determined stroke her breath grew ragged and her pulse quickened.
"Do ye like what ye see, wife?"
"Aye, husband," she rasped.
"My beautiful wife," he murmured."Mine and only mine."
"Yers and only yers," she replied, reaching for him.
Sìne thought she was going to spontaneously combust.Nothing she had ever experienced before prepared her for this.Bhaltair Ferguson was a hardened warrior all over and all man.It was the most sensually arousing sight to behold.
It seemed the more she took her fill of him, the harder his length became and his breathing became ragged.Then it hit her...all that arousal and that intense lust...it was for her.He made her feel like the most precious woman in the world and worthy of his attention.
She felt emboldened and asked, "May I touch ye?"
"Aye," he rasped."But be gentle, or I'll not last."
Gently her hand replaced his as she marveled at the size and feel of him as she firmly but gently stroked him.She could hear his breathing increase at a rapid rate.Suddenly she felt empowered.Without thinking, she leaned her head across and licked the tip of him.
Bhaltair cursed and pulled away.
Sìne seemed surprised."I...I am so sorry.Did I hurt ye?"
"No," he growled."'Tis just, yer sweet lips there would end our evening too soon."
"Oh," she mouthed, understanding what he meant.
She closed her eyes for a moment to soak in the intensity of the moment.
"Open yer eyes, sweeting."She felt the words whispered against her lips.When she opened her eyes, Bhaltair was standing at the foot of the bed, leaning over her this time."'Tis my role to give ye pleasure first.Spread yer legs for me, love."
The candlelight flickered gently, casting a warm glow over their bed.Sìne blushed at first before she felt his large, strong hands clasp her knees and spread her thighs.He stared down at her womanly center fully exposed to his view, and she heard him say, "Ye're bonnie everywhere."
She lay awkwardly, wondering what he was doing when he bent his head and then lowered his mouth against her quim.Sìne almost came off the bed, but he anchored her firmly in place as Bhaltair stroked his tongue against her heated pearl repeatedly, and Sìne was lost completely.He kept up his onslaught with his mouth as his hands fondled her breasts, pulling and pinching her sensitive peaks until she was close to release.
Bhaltair worshipped her body with his hands and mouth, finding places that made her gasp and arch beneath him.He murmured endearments against her skin, words that made her feel cherished nonetheless.
He pulled away suddenly, and she cried out in frustration.
Bhaltair chuckled and said, "Patience, love.There's more to come."
Only then did he join her on the bed, crawling slowly upward until he lay on top of her, most of his weight supported by his arms as he placed a hand on either side of her shoulders.Her thighs spread wider to accommodate his hips as they lay skin to skin.
Bhaltair hovered above her, and he relished the softness of her flesh as she cradled his hips.His hardened length pushed against her heated core.She was beautiful.Her skin was flushed, and she was panting with need.He thought her the bonniest woman he'd ever laid eyes upon.He wanted nothing more than to give her the greatest pleasure and wipe any memory she may have of a past lover.He had to admit he was insanely jealous to think of any other man touching her or sharing this intimacy with her.Her body was exclusively for his pleasure, as his was for hers.
"I cannot wait any longer to be inside ye, love."
