The Highlander’s Witch

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touch.
    He placed a hand above her and her breath hitched as the smell of things earthy and primal invaded her lungs. He was going to kiss her and she knew she was going to let him.
    His head lowered so slow, too slow.
    All those years of craving to be touched centered on this man.
    She could not wait.
    Always thinking in the now, she fisted her hands into his shirt, pulling him to her as she moved to press her body to his.
    Ecstasy coursed through her veins in molten waves as his mouth captured hers, a hand large and sure reached around her waist and pulled her in close as she willingly accepted his dominance.
    Feeling the ache between her legs as her clit swelled in need, she pressed against his firm thigh.
    She reveled in the control he had as his embrace heated her flesh, his mouth sliding from her lips to a neck she never knew was so sensitive. In the recesses of her mind, she knew this was different from any other attempt she had ever experienced with someone else.
    Whereas before, she had enjoyed the touch of another and looked forward to finally having sex, this was a hunger for more. A need that took away all thought but the ones of his one hand at the small of her back and the other clenching her hair at the nape of her neck keeping her from moving away, something impossible to comprehend as she softly cried out when he gently bit her. Feeling his restraint to bite her harder made her rub her aching pelvis into the hard muscles of his thigh, seeking relief as his mouth slanted back up to her mouth and forced her to open for his tongue.
     
    Aiden did not understand the lure of the woman in front of him but he trusted the instincts honed in battle, they had kept him and his men alive on too many occasions to doubt them now.
    The need to have her, to place her before him naked so he could feast on her skin, and then make her a part of him gnawed at his gut even while sleeping. He woke up hard, his dreams filled with taking her hard, hearing her cries of passion as he rammed his staff into her wetness.
    Now it was her unspoken fear of being unwanted, alone, that drove him to shelter her, to wipe away the sadness in her eyes and heart.
    He drew near her like a hunter approaching his prey. He watched as her breath quickened causing her breasts to swell with each intake, her eyes darted everywhere as she pressed her back against the wall, but she didn’t try to run and that made his cock jerk in hunger.
    Aiden felt his control slipping. The way she responded to his touch, submitting to his need to control, to take, and encouraged with her mews of pleasure and frustration for more made him want to push her, lift her skirt, and fuck her there against the wall.
    Instead, he took a deep breath knowing now was neither the time nor the place.
    Inhaling her light scent, he tilted her head up, placing a soft kiss at each corner of her mouth before slowly easing away.
    His cock twitched at the glazed look in her eyes, the way her mouth slightly opened to allow needed air into her lungs, and how they curved down when he broke from the embrace.
    He stood there forcing himself to remain apart from her but teasing himself by remaining close enough to feel her heat reaching out to him as he watched her eyes clear, then her mouth closed and she swallowed.
    “Wow.”
    He couldn’t help the grin at her dazed comment.
    Watching her hand reach up to smooth over her lower lip, plump from his kisses, had Aiden gritting his teeth as he pushed away.
    “Me mother requested ye to break yer fast with her an me sister.”
    He turned and nodded for her to follow, grabbing the torch as he led the way back down the stairs the guard had previously brought her up.
     
    Wow was all she could think as she absently followed Aiden.
    Never before had a kiss made her lose all thought. All previous kisses dulled in comparison.
    She’d always been thinking about how the kiss was, how she should be kissing, where it would lead, and would her sister be

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