Page 35 of To Wed a Witch
"Aye, please, Bhaltair, I need ye."She was already rubbing against him.
When their gazes clashed, he positioned his tip at the juncture between her thighs and slowly began to slide into her slick heat.Both groaned at the sensation.Bhaltair gritted his teeth at the tightness that welcomed him.He was a large man and did not want to hurt her, so he moved slowly at first, watching her face for any sign of discomfort, and when she urged him deeper with her hands on his shoulders, he complied with a groan of pure pleasure.
Sìne moaned as her husband slowly filled her.She could feel her inner walls stretching to accommodate his girth and contracting to hold him in place.It was the most incredible sensation.
"Are ye well, love?Can ye take more?"he asked.
"Aye, husband, please," she whimpered breathlessly in reply.
Only then did Bhaltair let go as he surged forward all the way to the hilt.Once fully seated, he then began the slow dance as old as time as he pulled almost all the way out, then thrust back in.Sìne caught the rhythm and surged upward to meet him.He shouted her name as he felt her channel grip him with momentum.
Soon they were both lost in the heat of passion.With fast and powerful thrusts Bhaltair pounded deep, and Sìne kept pace all the way as they built a crescendo, chased the peak they both sought fervently.Bhaltair could not wait any longer, so he reached down and rubbed her heated pearl furiously with his thumb, then he leaned down and suckled hard on her breast as he claimed her with abandon.That's when Sìne stiffened momentarily before coming apart in his arms.Bhaltair thought it was the most beautiful thing to witness, his wife reaching her climax, shuddering underneath him, moaning loudly in wanton pleasure.When her inner walls contracted around him, he felt the pressure from root to tip, and finally exploded inside her, bathing her womb with his essence as a rough cry fell from his lips.
"Mo chridhe!"he rasped.
As they came down from their mutual climax, he kissed her deeply.It was gentle and loving and beautiful.
Afterward, as they lay entwined in the firelight, Bhaltair traced lazy patterns on her bare back.
"I never knew," he murmured against her hair."I never knew it could be like that."And he meant it.No one had ever made him feel that way.
"Nor I," she whispered back.
Sìne lifted her head to look at him, seeing her own wonder reflected in his stormy eyes."We're truly wed now," she said softly.
"Aye," he replied, pressing a kiss to her temple.
Outside their chamber, challenges awaited, but here, in the safety of their marriage bed, there was only love and the deep satisfaction of two souls finding their perfect match.
"Sleep now, wife," Bhaltair murmured, pulling the furs up around them."Tomorrow we begin our life together in truth."
"Aye," Sìne whispered, settling against his chest with a sigh of contentment."Together."
As sleep claimed them both, wrapped in each other's arms, the future seemed full of promise.Whatever trials lay ahead, they would face them as one.United in purpose, bound by vows, and sealed by a love.
They were home.They were whole.They were truly wed at last.
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BHALTAIR WAS RAVENOUSand took her twice more during the night, both times filled with passion.Sìne blushed several times when she thought of how brazen and wanton she had become, but her husband's body was a feast to be devoured, and she did.In turn, Bhaltair could not get enough of his new wife.They'd spent the night exploring and learning one another's desires.Sìne took it all in her stride when Bhaltair took her roughly on all fours, and later when he bade her to ride astride him.The memory of her luscious breasts bouncing above him, her head thrown back in ecstasy and her nails digging into his chest as she rode his length with abandon almost unmanned him.How had he gotten so lucky?
Now, moments from dawn, as they whispered to one another in quiet solitude, he realized she was perfect for him in the bedchamber as well as out of it.In the quiet aftermath of their lovemaking, they had washed, checked on Aidyn, then slept a little before waking up together to exchange an intimacy of another kind.
As they lay in bed just caressing and sharing soft words, Sìne asked, "Why did ye accept Aidyn?Ye could have just insisted on marriage to me and abandoned my child.Many men would have done the same."
"Well, I am not like them—besides, ye remind me of my own family situation."
"How do ye mean?"
"My mother had me out of wedlock."
"She did?"
"Aye, I was a bastard.My father was laird before my uncle took over, but he did not acknowledge the connection with my mother.They were courting for a time, and he promised marriage, then she heard he was wed to another.A woman who was well bred, from a strong clan...apparently my mother was not high born enough for his ambition...it broke her heart."
"And what happened to yer mother?Did she marry another?"
He snorted."Men will offer many things to a woman with a babe out of wedlock.But it was rarely any respectable offer.I watched her slowly wither and lose that spark."
