Page 63 of Captured By the Highland Devil
Through the next few hours, he took her down a list of defensive exercises that showed her how to not only defend against an attacker’s strength but how to use it against him.
Even though I am smaller and softer, with the right leverage and maneuvers, I can defend meself against a larger, stronger opponent.
As the sun began to dip Ruben came at her, she ducked and instead of using her elbow as he’d taught her. Confidently, she tried to kick his knee out from under him as she had managed to best him three times before—but he jumped over her strike and caught her.
“Here’s a final lesson, lass.” His lips pressed against her left ear. “Being overconfident can backfire on ye. Ye may give yer attacker a way in and land ye in trouble.”
“Trouble?” she squawked, “Like wh?—?”
Ruben threw her over his shoulder and while the world spun for her, she was barely able to orient herself when he dropped her on her feet again.
Paige found herself against a wall, her hands pinned above her head, Ruben’s muscled length crushing her into the hard wall.
She stared dazedly up into his face. “What are ye?—"
As the blood rushed from her head, she became aware of the heavy weight of his manhood against her thigh… and the sudden spike of heat rushing beneath the surface of her own skin.
As his eyes raked her body in a prosperity sweep, his voice was little more than a growl. “Ye’re a temptation.”
The heat of his gaze made her skin prickle and flush. His nostrils flared. “And I have ye right where I want ye.”
“Is that so?” Paige whispered, as she twisted her wrists.
With her hands trapped above her head, she could not use them to touch him. So instead of trying, she allowed her body to go lax beneath his hold, welcoming his weight, cradling his body with hers.
His response to her surrender was instant: the dark pupils were enlarged, his length a thick iron bar pressing through the layers of her skirts. “Daenae ye move,” he said. “Keep yer hands where they are.”
She stilled, the erotic command in his tone causing her temperature to soar.
“What are ye going to do with me?” she whispered.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
His mouth slanted across hers, kissing her fiercely and groaning as she responded. It was pure bliss.
If he felt this much from only a kiss, how much more would it feel to be inside her and have her writhing beneath him? Ruben’s hands explored her luscious body, coasting over her abundant breasts and curvaceous bottom concealed by her attire.
Exhilaration coursed through Paige as Ruben slid his hands under her dress and up along her outer thigh.
“Ruben—” her head snapped to the left and then the right. “—we’re out in the open. Anyone can come along and see us.”
“Me men are out in the wilderness; the other guards are mannin’ the important places around the castle.” his lips coasted over her cheek and down her neck. “Nay one will be comin’ along this way for a while.”
With anyone else, such a vulnerable position would be unthinkable. But she trusted Ruben. Now, at long last, she trusted him.
Instinctively, she arched her back and parted her thighs. He shoved a thigh between her legs to open her more and then slid his hand to touch her core.
He rubbed her, and if he had not held her fast against the wall because she went faint. His fingers began a lust-arousing exploration of her soft, wet flesh. Paige gasped, and she trembled at that diabolical caress.
The sensations were hot and overwhelming as his hand seared a path over her quivering flesh. Then he was there, right where she ached the most.
“Free me hands,” she groaned. “Please.”
When he did, she laced her arms around his shoulder, spearing the fingers of her left hand onto the back of his hair. With the other hand, she gripped his shoulders, her nails pressing deep into the muscles there as she held on for dear life.
A long finger slipped deep inside her and her soft moan turned into a sob of raw need. It never occurred to restrain her responses or pretend modesty, not with this level of pleasure surging through her veins.
His thick fingers delved into the slick folds of her and wet itself thoroughly before another joined the first. Over and over his fingers thrusted and unable to remain still, Paige rocked to meet it in an attempt to hurry penetration.
