Highlander's Passion (The Matheson Brothers Book 2) (11 page)

Chapter 8

Arabel lost her luscious grip on Finlay’s cock as he eased back and swept his burning gaze over her body. She should be nervous, but that emotion hadn’t once flickered through her. Amazement and desire had taken ahold of her since they’d entered this cavern and wouldn’t let go. Then from the moment Finlay had removed her sark, eased her breasts together and licked her sensitive nipples, a bolt a pleasure had coursed through her and a liquid heat had invaded her core, one fiery burn unlike anything she’d ever experienced before.

Could this really be happening? Could she complete the bond and join with him in all ways? He’d spoken vows with her, made her his handfast wife and she’d honor her vow to him, even if she only had this one moment in time to join with him. She would remain his and cherish this memory forever.

Exquisite sensations stormed through her and she sighed with a smile as Finlay knelt between her legs, his balls drawing tighter and higher into a thatch of black curls covering the apex of his groin. She feasted her gaze on every inch of him, took in his muscled thighs and his shaft as it brushed his belly, one very large cock with a plump head darkening to a ripe raspberry color. Mere moments ago, she’d palmed his balls and caressed his smooth skin, swiped a bead of his essence from the tip and almost tasted it before the mist spraying over them had stolen the treasure from her. How she wanted to take him in her mouth, just as the serving lass had done with the warrior when they’d coupled.

“What are you thinking, my sweet?” He raised her knees, flexed his fingers on top, his claws slicing out then retracting. “Because that hungry look in your eyes is making me very hard. My bear is greedy for everything, has waited a long time to find and claim you.”

“I ache for whatever you can offer me.” She lifted her hands to the spray, allowed the cool mist to coat her entire body. Relief poured through her. Still no fire, not even one whiff of it. She giggled, having never known such delight. She was normal, not a danger to a single soul, or at least right in this moment she wasn’t. Aye, she could touch Finlay and know she couldn’t burn him, share her body with him and not harm a hair on his head, take him deep inside her and be as one, just as they both desired. This was a dream come true, one she didn’t wish to miss a moment of. She eased up a little and traced the ridged bands of his stomach. His hard muscles were honed to perfection, and his abs, they rippled as she brushed the head of his cock, fondled the tip and glided to the root. “You feel so hard, yet your skin is smooth like velvet.”

He hardened further and groaned. “I love how you touch me, and the freedom you take in doing so. I never want that to change. I need to feel your hands on me. Wherever you please.”

“You dinnae think I’m too forward?” She couldn’t be anything else if she didn’t want their time together here to be lost.

“Never. I’m most grateful you’re not frightened of what’s about to happen between us.” He leaned forward, touched his forehead to hers. “I do need to warn you though. With our joining, comes the merging of our minds. My shifter blood will demand a telepathic link, and my mind will tunnel into yours and find a pathway that is just for us. From this moment forth, you’ll be able to touch my mind at will, whenever you please, no matter the distance separating us, just as I will be able to do the same with you.”

A link she wanted, but also a link that would cause one glaring problem considering the compelling command upon him. “There is no way around it?”

“None whatsoever, and I can’t wait for that moment when our minds merge.” He grinned, toppled her back onto the soft bedding of his trews and kissed her, his tongue sweeping over hers then delving deep. A surge of desire flooded her and an ache pulsed between her thighs. All her thoughts scattered as Finlay scented the air and let out a low moan.

“You smell incredible. Like sweet, sweet honey. It’s heady, a taste I want to smother myself in. I need more.” He kissed her again, so deliciously he turned the heat radiating through her blood into a roaring fire, until every inch of her sizzled, until her heartbeat thumped like thunder in her ears. She needed this, needed him. She’d deal with the merged link of the mind later, as well as the compulsion upon him. Nothing mattered at this moment but their joining. She had to grab ahold of that while she could.

Rising into his touch, she pressed her breasts to his chest and rubbed the achy tips against him. He swept his hands over her ribcage, fastened his sight on her breasts then bent his head and licked first one nipple and then the other. Nice and slow. Real slow. So good. Then he razzed his teeth over one sensitive tip, taking a second before drawing the aureole deep inside his mouth. He sucked. Hard. Sweet heaven. Never had she known such sheer pleasure. His attentions made her toes tingle and when he tweaked her other nipple, she arched her back and pleaded for more.

He delivered, easing both her breasts together and gorging, kissing and licking, taking her nipples between his lips and rolling his tongue around them before nipping. His little bites, each a claiming, intensified their bond and pulled her heart and soul closer toward his.

Hips pushing into him, she clutched his broad shoulders, traced over his roped biceps and down his arms. So wickedly strong. More. She stroked his firm back and tapered waist, cupped his butt, which tightened in her hands and made her smile giddily.

Surrounding her, his delectable fresh scent wrapping around her, he dipped his fingers between them and glided along the inside of her thigh. Her legs trembled and her core became bathed in heat. “Tell me to touch you deep inside,” he whispered in her ear. “I need to hear that you wish for this joining as greatly as I wish for it.”

“Aye, I want all of you, touching all of me.” Craving what he too needed, she eased her legs apart, so wantonly. She couldn’t halt this moment any more than he could. “Dinnae stop, Finlay. Your thoughts shall become my thoughts, your passion my passion.”

“You still feel no heat rising?” He swept his hand over her entrance, his intimate touch scalding her, but only in the way of her rising passion.

“There is none.”

“Then this day, we shall be one.” Looking into her eyes, he plunged one finger inside her, stroked deep then curled his finger into a spot that had her arching her back. He breathed deep then grinned with a hungry growl. “Your body is crying out for mine. I can almost taste you on my tongue.” He licked her lower lip, sucked it into his mouth then released her. “I’ve got to taste the rest of you. I can’t wait any longer.”

Head bent, he kissed down her body to where his finger played then nibbled along her inner thighs, his breath hot on her skin as he rubbed her nub.

She bucked as he stroked, harder and faster, then clutched his head as he spread her legs even wider. She moaned, long and low as he parted her folds and licked her flesh in the most intimate way. Every flick of his tongue over her nub was such exquisite torture, and watching him lave such attention on her, increased her pleasure to the point of pain. He sucked and her core pulsed as wave after wave of pure bliss rocked through her. She soared and a stunning display of bright colors burst behind her closed eyelids.

“I need to be inside you, now.” He crawled up her body, his mind battering against hers, demanding entrance.

“Be mine, Finlay, always mine.” She wrapped her legs around his waist as he set his hands on her hips and slowly, carefully, moved between her legs and nudged his cock along her slick folds.

“I’ll always be yours.” His mind shoved against the barrier still between their minds and he groaned, a look of anguish crossing his face. “I don’t wish to hurt you.”

“It will hurt more if you dinnae join with me. Do it. This could be our only chance.” She cupped his butt and rocked underneath him. It was all the incentive he needed. He plunged, tore through her barrier below, just as his mind barreled into hers. He joined them together in all ways, mind, body and soul.

Never had she been laid so completely bare and open. His mind tunneled deep inside hers, creating a private pathway that would only ever be theirs. Such a beautiful connection. She grappled to cement the link and whispered into his mind, “
My warrior, my lover, the other half of my soul.
”

“
Aye, and we shall never be parted again.
”

“
I feel so wonderfully full.
” Her heart and body verged on bursting with how full she felt.

“
I feel whole, as if I can finally rest and know my search is done, yet with your sweet body hugging mine, I’m also about to careen right over the edge of reason.
” Ever so slowly, he slid back out then halted and with a low moan, pushed all the way back inside her. “
I want to make you come, over and over, and to share in all you feel. Keep your mind open to mine.
”

She did as he bid and clung to him, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck and her legs firm around his hips. “
This time we come together.
”

“
Aye, together.
” He thrust, pounding into her and as he did, he sucked the skin of her neck between his lips.

“
Are you going to bite me?
”

“
Hell, yes.
” One very territorial growl.

“
Then I’m biting you too.
” She rocked with him as he moved, scraped her teeth over the fiercely beating pulse in his neck and when she could hold on no longer, she marked him, as possessively as any woman could mark her man. Her mate. Her bear.

“
Do that again,
” he demanded as he plunged into her, over and over, his pace wildly fervent.

She bucked, her heartbeat a pounding mess against his but she reveled in the moment, bit down and marked him. He roared his pleasure, then he bit her and sent every one of her last thoughts flying. She cried out his name, his bite pure passion and a temptation she would crave until the end of her days. Her channel tightened, squeezed his cock and dragged him even deeper inside her. His seed pulsed from him in one long hot rush, coating her womb and her heart soared right along with her soul. She wanted this, all of him, throughout all of time. She couldn’t give him up a second time. Not now. She would hold onto the hope that had bloomed and never let it go. Their mated bond was meant to be, that she now knew to the depths of her heart. Finlay had been right. No one could halt the mated bond. Not even her.

* * * *

Finlay’s mind went dark with lust and a powerful whirlpool of need surged. Desperation and passion slammed through him and with her pulse skittering out of time under his lips, he sank his teeth into her flesh a second time and roared as he thrust balls-deep inside her.

She continued to convulse around him, crying out his name as she rode the waves right along with him. His essence streamed into her, his mind and body locked tight around hers as he joined them fully as one. Never could he have imagined a more perfect moment, and this was just the beginning.

He kissed her, stroking her sides as he slowed his pace and rocked gently inside her. With a tender touch, he eased up on his elbows and carefully brought them both back down.

She stretched, her beautiful breasts on full display and tempting him almost beyond his endurance. She was so alluring with her creamy skin, luscious lips that pouted so perfectly, and long slender neck now bearing his mark. He licked the outline of his bite and purred.

“Mmm,” she murmured and caught his face between her hands. She kissed him, so sweetly and seductively his cock stirred back to vibrant life and twitched again inside her. Grinning, she licked her lips. “By the feel of you hardening once more, I believe it might be time for us to do that all over again.”

“I need to take care of you first.” He was driven to ensure her welfare and he eased out, tipped her over onto her front and smoothed his hand down her back and over her bottom. No scrapes but her flesh appeared a little pink. Thankfully, her shift and his pants had protected her from the stone.

Smiling wickedly, she glanced over her shoulder at him, her wet blond locks sliding forward as she wriggled up onto her hands and knees. The spray continued to coat her slick flesh and there, along her inner thigh sat a streak of blood that made his bear growl with approval. She’d gifted him with her innocence, just as he’d gifted her with his. He leaned over the side of the ledge, scooped handfuls of water and gently washed her clean then splashed his cock.

She wriggled even more, elongating her neck and body as if enjoying every drop of cool water on her skin. Slowly, she inched around and faced him, her breasts swaying heavy and full as she pushed him onto his back and crawled over top of him. She sat across his hips and lifted her arms high. Water trickled down her body, over her pebbled nipples, her flat belly and down into the thatch of golden curls covering her mound. “Can you hear the storm still raging outside?”

High above their sanctuary hidden deep within the earth, thunder rumbled in the skies. A flicker of lightning lit the chamber through the vent and wind rushed down the tunnel and swirled around them. “The four elements have come together, fire, water, air and earth. It is a mighty storm.”

“The realignment.” She gasped and grinned. “’Tis just what I needed to restore my control following the disruption caused by your arrival. My grandmother said nature itself had to bring it about. I wonder if the realignment is what has extinguished my fire?” She wriggled against his groin, rubbing her slit over the base of his cock wedged between them. “Oh, I like this position. Sitting on top of you is rather wicked.”

“Take care. You must be sore.” He grazed a finger from between her breasts to her belly, and as her breath caught, he trailed lower, swirling through her curls and over her clit.

She jumped, caught his hand and smiled. “There is a tingle. I’m sensitive from so much pleasure and yet I also desire more, but mayhap in a little while, after I’ve had my turn with you. There are things I wish to do.” She squirmed back and rested on her belly between his legs, her breasts falling gently either side of his balls as she curled one hand around his stiff cock. “I have an admission to make. I once stumbled upon a couple in the woods, and well, I wish to love you in the way I saw them love each other, with her mouth upon him. If you will allow it?”