Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 90574 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 362(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90574 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 362(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
She arched up to accept him and guide him into her, but he moved her hand off him. Then he swung her legs up to rest against his chest, grabbed hold of her backside and inched himself slowly inside her.
She sighed when he finally settled fully within her then shocked her when he swiftly withdrew only to begin again. She grasped hold of his taut arms, the muscles bulging from the exertion of his position, but he didn’t budge. He held firm and worked his way in and out of her, sending her into a frenzy of mad desire.
She cried out his name, she cried out for him to stop, and then she cried out for him to never stop. Her body was being battered with lovemaking and she ached for every pleasurable plunge.
Her eyes widened when he suddenly stopped, moved them both down in the bed, and with one hand lifted her head to place a pillow beneath it.
She hadn’t realized her head had been hitting the wall, but he had.
She reached out to him and urged him down on top of her.
“I am so very lucky to have found you,” he whispered.
“I agree,” she said, and as she claimed his lips, he claimed her.
She arched and he pulled back and soon the rhythm was set, their tempo fast and furious. Time stood still as Aliss felt the force of first one climax then another hit her and ripple repeatedly throughout her body.
She had barely regained her senses when she felt Rogan groan and knew his pleasure was close at hand. She thrust her hips against him, keeping their rhythm strong, and before she knew it, she felt her own passion return and build uncontrollably deep inside her.
She never expected to—
The climax hit them like a rushing wave, knocking them completely senseless. They held on to each other until the very last ripple of their lovemaking had faded.
Rogan collapsed alongside Aliss and she reached out and took hold of his hand.
Speech wasn’t possible—their breathing was still labored from their lovemaking—so silence reigned. That was all right with Aliss. She enjoyed lingering in the afterglow of their passion.
He finally turned on his side and, with a smile, reached out and pushed her damp hair off her face. “I love you.”
She sighed. I know.
Chapter 32
Aliss had just administered a salve and bandage to Tara’s minor burn when Rogan appeared at the open door of the cottage.
“I interrupt?”
Aliss shook her head and waved him in. “All finished.”
He wore his dark plaid and tan shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. The summer sun had lightened the blond strands that ran through his long hair and tanned his skin to a healthy bronze. It delighted her to see that she had such a handsome husband.
Tara stood to leave, drawing her attention. “Daniel does well?”
Her smile spread generously across her pretty face. “He runs around without a limp or complaint. He tires me out just watching him.”
“Good, I am glad that his broken bone healed so well.”
Tara hugged her. “Thanks to you and your skills. I do not know what we would do without you. The clan is so very grateful to you.” She hurried out the door with a wave.
“The chieftain is also grateful for your skills.”
Aliss laughed and walked around the table to step into his open arms.
“I’ve missed you,” he said.
“You just saw me at breakfast a couple of hours ago.”
“Much too long, don’t you agree?”
She did, actually, having thought of him all morning. Soon they would need to talk and settle things between them, but not just yet. For now, she needed time to heal her wounds and love him.
“Aye, I do agree, perhaps we can find time today and slip away together.”
“I already have it planned,” he whispered.
A gruff cough at the door had them both turning around.
“Sorry to interrupt,” John said apologetically. “You are needed at the keep. A foolish dispute.”
Aliss sighed and whispered, “When and where?”
He bent and nibbled at her ear. “You’ll find out soon enough.”
Gooseflesh ran over her skin and she shivered as she watched him walk off.
“A brisk walk,” she ordered, needing to stem her passion. She left the cottage and headed for the woods. She wanted to be alone, solitude her only companion for now. She wanted to find a place to sit, relax, and enjoy the beauty of the last days of summer. Soon she would journey with Rogan to await the birth of Fiona’s babe. She looked forward to seeing her sister. She missed her and wished to talk with her.
It had been too long since they had shared walks together, talking and laughing and offering each other advice. Aliss’s advice had always been the more logical of the two.
She heard a rustle and looked around, hoping to spy friendly animals at play. She loved to watch their antics. They always made her laugh.