In Bed With A Stranger(47)

She rose to the challenge, lifting her hips for each thrust. Pleasure covered her like a thick fog, surrounding her. She could taste it because it was so thick, could feel it on every inch of her bare skin. Her breasts bounced as her lover thrust, a hard growl escaping his clenched teeth.

He dropped back down to cover her, his body moving in hard motions as he fucked her. His teeth grazed the side of her neck as pleasure began to tighten through her belly. There was an unexpected urgency to the sensation. Her hips bucked frantically to rise for his next downward motion. She clawed at his shoulders, her back arching up off the bed to press her against his body. Pleasure burst inside her, drawing a cry from her lips. It was so unexpected that she shivered violently, thrashing from side to side as it traveled along her spine to slam into her brain. It was all centered on the hard flesh stretching her passage. Her muscles attempting to grip it harder as she quivered in pure delight.

“That’s the way.” Her lover snarled his words, his body slamming into hers. She heard him gasp before his body went rigid. He thrust deep, burying himself to the hilt. There was a jerk from the hard flesh before she felt the hot spurt of his seed filling her. Her eyes flew open as he shivered, growling softly against her ear. His embrace was hard, holding her in place as his seed filled her.

Her entire body pulsed with satisfaction. She didn’t think she’d ever been so at ease. Every muscle relaxed as ripples of pleasure moved over her.

Brodick’s large body quivered too. Her fingers detected the tiny vibrations from where her hands were gripping his forearms. His chest rattled with a hollow breath before he lifted his head. His eyes glittered in a manner that drew her to stroke his shoulders. She couldn’t truly explain the odd need to soothe him; only that it felt more intimate than anything she had ever experienced. He pressed a soft kiss against her mouth, lingering for only a moment.

He rolled off her in one fluid motion, withdrawing his cock to then lie beside her. She shivered, the separation striking her as harsh.

He slipped an arm under her, easing her up to rest her head on his chest. She tensed up, unsure of herself.

“Shhh.”

He pressed her head onto his shoulder, making a few more soothing sounds as he settled her body alongside his. She knocked her knee against his as she tried to decide what to think. Every sense was overwhelmed, soaked in the pleasure he’d unleashed inside her. She lifted her head, trying to regain her poise by placing distance between them. Just a little so that she might think.

“There’ll be none of that.”

He sounded content, his voice almost lazy.

“None of what?”

He sighed but not softly, the sound was one of exasperation. “Lie down, lass.”

He didn’t wait for her to comply but sat up and turned her onto her side. He pressed her down onto the bed, taking a moment to grasp the heavy coverlet that had been folded at the foot of the bed. With one hand he dragged it up to cover her body. A moment later he pressed against her back, from head to toe his feet trapping hers.

“My lord—”

“When we’re naked, ye’ll call me Brodick.”

Her next words got caught in her mouth as his cock pressed against her bottom. The thing was still hard, causing her to quiver. Brodick soothed her skin with strokes from his large hands, sliding his fingers along her thigh and over the curve of her hip. He nuzzled her neck, tucking the warm coverlet up to her collarbones.

“Ye may call me lover or a dozen other things, but not by my title. This is no place for rank or position. We’re simply a man and woman sharing the delights of knowing each other.”

“But we are not like others. Our union  —”

“No more talking, lass. Ye spend too many hours thinking about things that no one truly understands. There is nothing wrong with enjoying something simply because ye like it. That’s as old as time.”

He bit her neck, a tiny, sharp nip that sent a little ripple of sensation down her body. Beneath the coverings, his hand cupped one breast, drawing a gasp from her.

“Surely you do not sleep here?” She didn’t care if her voice sounded frantic, she was desperate to gain some small amount of distance from his hands. His touch drove her insane.

“My father has not yet been gone a full year. I never moved into his chamber, just as I didnae begin taking my supper on the dais. This chamber is better than the one I’ve been using. I had it furnished for ye. This bed was made for our children to be conceived in.”

His arms tightened around her while he nuzzled against her neck drawing a deep breath in her hair. “I hope ye enjoy it as much as I am.”