Page 69 of Claimed by the Clan Chief

“Oh, but…” She gritted her teeth as the caned stripes on her ass were squeezed. He had a tight grip on her, she couldn’t move.

Damn, that hurts.

But the hurt combined with her growing orgasm and made her dizzy with want. She was glad she didn’t have to support herself.

“You can find pleasure when I tell you, not before.” He squeezed harder.

She gasped and flicked her head from left to right. “Sir.”

Suddenly he released her. The tip of his cock was at her entrance.

Then in one swift plunge he buried to the hilt.

Isla cried out, both at the discomfort of the sudden filling and the great relief of having him inside her.

He groaned and gripped her hips.

Instantly he set up a wild, animal-like pace. Pounding in and out of her so hard the bench shifted on the floor.

Isla could barely catch her breath. Her orgasm was growing again, her clit stimulated by the bench and his cock ramming against all her internal hot spots.

“Come,” he gasped. “Come now.”

“Oh, yes… I am…”

She clamped her pussy around his cock, held her breath and became lost in the final seconds to release. Suspended in bliss she froze, time stood still, and then allowed ecstasy to crash through her.

McTavish yelled an unholy praise to the Lord and released into her. He didn’t let up as he came, continuing to ride over and over.

Isla’s body barely felt like her own, she’d slept alone for so many nights, craving her husband, and now here he was. And he’d given her so much sensation, so much pleasure it was all she could do not to weep. With him she felt safe and satisfied, adored and loved.

“My wife,” he said, finally slowing.

“My love,” she added.

“Being with you is really being home, wherever we are.”

She smiled, her cheek bunching on the leather. She was panting to catch her breath.

“Did you enjoy that?”

“Aye. Well, apart from the caning.”

He tipped forward, still seated deep, and his chest hair tickled her shoulders. “So why did you get so wet?”

“Haps that’s just being naked, with you.”

He chuckled softly. “Haps it is.” He set a kiss on the side of her head. “It’s a full moon tonight.”

“Aye.” Isla opened her eyes and stared at the flames still dancing in the grate. “It is.”

“Would you like to go to the forest?”

“Tonight?”

“Aye.”

“You ken I would.”

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