Page 77 of Taken By the Heartless Highlander
She cried out in outrage. “Put me down!”
“Nay.”
“Noah! Put me down this instant.”
“If ye willnae listen to me, then I’ll show ye how easy it would be for someone like me to overpower ye.”
He was walking now. He wasn’t sure where he was taking her, but he put a proprietary hand on her lower back, enjoying feeling the curve of her buttocks as he did so.
“Ye put me down, Noah Black, or I shall curse ye.”
He chuckled. “I always kenned ye were a witch,” he said, walking through a small clearing to find them at the edge of a tiny pool surrounded by pine trees and mossy rocks.
He laughed again as he felt her little fists pounding on his back and slowly lowered her down to the ground.
He couldn’t resist feeling her body as he did so, and he let her slide down the entire length of him, hearing her breath catch as she slid against the evidence of what her proximity did to him.
They ended up standing pressed together at the edge of the pool, his hands around her waist, their hips connected, and her eyes bright and alive.
Sunlight was streaming through the canopy above them, highlighting everything on the forest floor in golden sparks. It lit up the fine dust in the air, making everything seem magical and full of mystery.
Noah pulled her closer to him, his fingers digging into her back as she gasped.
“Ye are a stubborn filly,” he said, just to see the spark in her eyes.
“And ye are a brutish laird who thinks I will obey him.”
He groaned. “Ye enjoyed me instructions the other day at the loch, lass.” She shuddered, her fingers flexing on his shoulder. “Deny it,” he whispered. “Ye just about came apart for me.”
She shook her head, even as her hips began to meet his with more intensity. She was panting in his arms, and he couldn’t repress his need to hold her any longer.
His hand smoothed over her stomach and cupped her breast even as she moaned. His fingers rolled the nipple beneath the thin fabric of her dress. It was almost bursting at the seams as she stood before him, and he was hard and desperate in moments.
“Lay down,” he said, adding authority into his voice and watching her pupils blow wide in her eyes. “Ye’ll do as I say.”
To his delight and ultimate pleasure, she nodded, all the fight leaving her as she lowered herself to the mossy floor. She sat at an angle, her arms resting on a low rock behind her, leaning back away from him as he knelt, placing a knee between her legs.
“Ye are quite a sight, Keira Young,” he muttered, his fingers caressing her legs as her breath stuttered from her lungs. “And right now ye are mine to do with as I please.”
He leaned forward, taking her lips with his own, his hand cradling the back of her head. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, both of them groaning at the pleasure of it as her own tongue met his, and he tasted her sweetness again, the intensity and need of it almost overwhelming.
Her head fell back as his hand moved up her inner thigh.
“Lie back,” he demanded, and she went without protest. It was a heady feeling, having her obey him without question, and he could barely control himself. “Will ye do as I say, lass? Will ye follow me instructions?”
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“Yes.”
Keira was almost wild with want. When he had lifted her over his shoulder, she had been incensed and angry at being so treated, but feeling how aroused he was had driven her to the brink with need.
She wanted him, and he wanted her. Everything else faded into the background; she just wanted to feel and let her troubles drain away.
“I told ye to lie back.”
She complied, leaning against the wide boulder behind her and looking up at him as his fingers smoothed over her waist, his eyes taking in the curves of her body greedily.
“Untie yer dress,” he growled, and she quivered at the authority in his voice. “Now.”
