Page 39 of Claimed by the Clan Chief

He studied her—this captivating, curious woman who held so much so close yet was also an open book. “I believe you’re right. She does see everything.”

Isla smiled and her beauty stole his breath all over again.

Gathering her close, he lowered her to the soft ground. Moss covered the earth, spongy and warm, it was the softest bed. “I’m your husband. I promise to protect and care for you always. You’ll never want for anything. We are together till death do us part.”

“And then in the afterlife.”

“That would suit me well.” The rest of the world faded away. His constant efforts with the rebellion and the seating of the true king slipped from his mind like a distant memory. He had no right to be so happy after some of the things he’d done, sins he’d committed, but he wasn’t going to worry about atoning for that. This wonderful woman accepted him for who he was.

Nothing else mattered.

She spread her legs as if inviting him inside her.

His cock was hardening again. He knew it would. How could it not?

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Isla stared up at the Highland warrior she was destined to be with for all of time. His face was one she wanted to see every day for the rest of her life and beyond.

His cock nudged her pussy.

“I am yours.”

“It will only ever be me,” he whispered. “I will kill any other man who touches you after I have claimed you.”

“I ken.” And she did. He’d said it with such conviction. Such fervour. There was no way he’d allow another man to even brush past her. McTavish was more than a man; he was a way of life.

He’d been worth the wait.

She tipped her hips and clung to his shoulders. As she stared into his eyes he pushed into her, stretching her with the tip of his once again hard cock.

She held her breath.

“Relax,” he murmured. “I won’t hurt you.”

She swallowed as he entered her higher. It did hurt, but in a good way. He was filling her, thrilling her, going so deep.

“Hook your legs behind me,” he ordered. “Tight.”

She did as he’d asked and he slid deeper still. His big, solid body rubbing over her clit created a delicious sensation that made her entire body fizz.

Her breath stuttered and she clung tighter to him. “McTavish.”

“Is it good yet?”

“Aye, oh, aye.”

He smiled against her lips and continued his slow ride into her.

She panted, squirmed, and accepted all of him. When she didn’t think he could get any deeper inside her, she took him some more.

“In heaven’s name, this is where I want to be for always,” he whispered. “Never have I been with a woman as tight and sweet as you.”

“And never will you be with another.”

“That is a truth, my love.” He shifted his hips, rubbing over her clit as his chest brushed against hers.

She moaned into his mouth, adoring his weight over her, the heat of his body, and the hardness of his cock.

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