Page 63 of Bound to a Scot
“Let go,” she said. “I want tae feel ye.”
He couldn’t hold back, but rather than erupt inside of her, Maddox pulled his staff out of her and burst, casting thick ropes of his warm, sticky seed all over her belly. Emmeline giggled as she looked at his seed on her skin then looked up into his eyes. He stared down at her, an expression of elation on his face. Maddox leaned down and kissed her, gently this time.
He flopped onto his back and pulled her to him. Emmeline laid her head on her chest, their hearts both beating hard, their breath quick and ragged. But they lay in silence, both of them seemingly content. Both of them happy and in awe of what had just happened between them. They lay together in silence and Emmeline simply enjoyed the solid, warm feeling of his body pressed to hers.
She smiled and it wasn’t long before the events of the day caught up with her and Emmeline felt herself drifting off to sleep.
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
When they awoke the next morning it was late and, the day was still gray and drizzly, but the storm had blown itself out. Seeing her looking back at him wearing nothing but the furs, Maddox had smiled and felt his arousal stirring once more. He kissed her tenderly and felt her shudder as he ran his hands down her soft, smooth body. Emmeline gasped as he slipped his hands between her thighs and strummed her button with his fingertips.
Her cleft was already hot and wet, ready to receive him. Emmeline smiled as she rolled onto her back and parted her thighs as he climbed on top of her, bracing himself above her on his arms. They shared a soft, tender kiss as Maddox slipped himself into her tight, warm sex. Fingers of heat raked his body as he moved inside of her, sliding his rigid staff along her slippery walls. He closed his eyes and groaned, reveling in the way being inside of her made his entire body tingle and flush with a pleasure he’d never known.
They moved together slowly, Emmeline receiving him deep inside of her with small whimpers of pleasure that stirred his arousal even more. He could tell the way he worshipped her body was a new experience for her. That in all her years with Burchard, he had never taken care to pleasure her. That didn’t surprise him. Burchard was selfish. He was not the sort of man to understand that pleasing your partner was pleasing in itself.
Emmeline clung to him tightly as he thrust himself into her, her eyes wide, her lips slightly parted as breathy groans spilled from her mouth. He kissed her all over, gently biting her earlobe and collarbone. Their tongues swirled languidly in her mouth, and she moaned his name softly as he ran the tip of his tongue down her neck and teased her stiff nipples with his mouth.
“Yes, Maddox,” she whispered. “Oh, me God, yes.”
He rolled his hips, savoring the sensation of plunging into Emmeline’s tight, wet sex. For him, it wasn’t just the physical. There was a mental and emotional connection he felt—one that seemed to have grown even stronger overnight. He had tried to fight it before, but they shared a bond, and being together seemed to have solidified it.
Maddox rolled over onto this back and pulled Emmeline on top of him. With a sultry smile, she climbed on top of him, reaching down to grab hold of his staff and squeezed it hard. He groaned as she teased herself with the tip and he felt her shudder. Biting her bottom lip with a lascivious gleam in her eye, Emmeline guided him to her opening, nestling it between her folds, then sank down on top of him. Maddox groaned as he watched hisstaff sinking into her, disappearing from view entirely when she’d sheathed him inside of her.
His hands on her hips, Maddox watched as she started to move up on down on him. He relished the way her full breasts swayed and the feel of her velvety skin beneath his fingertips. Maddox sat up and kissed her belly, then her breasts, working his way up to her neck and mouth as she rode him. Her soft whimpers rang in his ears as she impaled herself on him, moving herself up and down harder and faster.
Maddox slipped his hands around to her backside, guiding her as she moved. Their mouths crashed together, and he felt his body growing tight as the sensations coursing threw him were quickly growing overwhelming. He knew she was pushing him to the brink, and he wasn’t going to last much longer if he didn’t slow down. A small, mischievous smile played across her lips as if she already knew she’d brought him to the brink and was determined to finish him off.
Emmeline’s sex tightened around him even more, drawing a moan from him. Their voices blended together, creating an erotic chorus as he clung to her while she slid up and down on his staff, taking him deep into her. Emmeline’s breath quickened and he felt her body tense as she neared her own climax. Holding onto her hips, Maddox spun her back down onto her back, making her squeal in surprise, then giggle.
On top of her now, Maddox thrust himself deep into her, groaning at how tight she was. Their gazes met, the eye contact making everything more intense as they writhed together,pushing each other toward an explosive climax. As he buried himself to the hilt inside of her, Emmeline shuddered and pressed her head back against the furs, a long, breathy cry bursting from her mouth. She shook wildly as she clung to him, her eyes wide and an expression of pure rapture on her face.
“Finish inside me,” she moaned. “I want tae feel?—”
“I cannae,” he grunted.
As his body clenched, Maddox pulled out with a long groan and burst all over her belly again. Emmeline reached down and took hold of his staff, squeezing and stroking him hard, milking every last drop of his seed out of him and onto her skin. He knew she wanted to feel him empty himself inside of her, but Maddox couldn’t bring himself to do it. The fear of getting her with child, after what happened with his first wife—it was a pain he couldn’t stand to bear.
She looked up at him with a flirty smile on her lips. “I could get used tae spendin’ me mornings like this.”
He grinned. “Aye. I could too.”
She frowned. “But I suppose we need tae get back tae the castle.”
He felt a shadow cross his heart. “Aye. I suppose we dae. But honestly, I’d rather stay here with ye.”
“It’d be nice,” she agreed. “But?—”
“I ken. I ken,” he said. “The danger has probably passed, so let’s get ourselves cleaned up and find our way back.”
“All right, just wait here and be sure ye stay out of sight,” Maddox said.
“Aye. All right,” she replied with a nervous quaver in her voice.
He reached out and took her hand, giving it a squeeze. “It’ll be all right, lass. I promise ye.”
She swallowed hard and nodded. “Aye. I ken.”
She was trying to be brave, and he offered her a smile. “All right then. I’ll be right back,” he said. “And if ye see anybody comin’ at ye, be sure tae scream out. I’ll come runnin’.”
