Page 94 of Highland Sword
“I don’t really believe any rebuttal is possible, considering the high authority I have drawn from for my treatise. But as you please.”
“Then have a seat and listen.”
Sebastian pulled up a chair and began to sit. Before he succeeded, however, Aidan kicked the chair from under him, sending his brother sprawling. Laughter echoed to the rafters.
“There’s you natural order and your high authority too!” Aidan scoffed. Striding across the hall, he took Morrigan’s hand, and the two of them ran from the hall.
Morrigan and Aidan were married, truly and finally, and she felt almost giddy with excitement at what was ahead of them. Isabella had told them an apartment had been prepared for the newlyweds above the Great Hall.
As they started up the stairs, she asked if Sebastian had provided anything of value.
“I don’t give a damn if it is a Wednesday,” Aidan replied cryptically.
“What is significant about Wednesdays?”
“You don’t want to know.” He stopped in the corridor at the top of the stairs and pulled her against his body, kissing her lips. “I plan to make love to you seven days a week, day and night. Everywhere and anytime we get the opportunity. Does that suit you?”
Morrigan laughed. “Shall we start in our library down here?”
Maybe it was because the two of them had shared so many passionate moments in that room. Or maybe she simply wanted their first time together to be somewhere other than in a bed. She wanted no hint of her past casting a pall over their happiness.
“As my lady wishes.”
Hand in hand, they hurried into the library and locked the door. It was dark, but a full moon bathed the room in a blue light.
“I wanted to kiss you and make love to you from the first moment I came in here and found you standing on that ladder.”
He leaned toward her. All she could see were his lips as they brushed against hers.
“And I wanted you to make love to me every time you kissed me, touched me, and teased me, but held back, reminding me that we had to get married first.”
Aidan’s mouth took possession of hers. And as he pulled her tighter into his embrace, she felt herself melting, her lips parting, yielding to his, her body molding to him.
Morrigan rose up on her tiptoes as she returned his kiss. She felt, rather than heard, his groan of approval as her body pressed against him.
What they were doing and where they were doing it waswild and sweet. Her senses were so alive, so ready for his next touch. She welcomed his kisses, thrillingly aware of her own exhilaration and the rising need within her.
His hands roamed over her body. He caressed her breasts, her back, the curve of her buttocks. When he pressed her back against the door, the feel of his erection elicited a gasp from her. She felt no fear, but a sense of wonder rippled through her.
“I want you so much, Morrigan,” he murmured against her lips. “But you must stop me if I’m going too fast.”
“And I want you.”
Her body arched against him as he pushed a thigh between hers. She gasped at the sweet pressure. He pulled up her skirts, and she held her breath as his hand sought her beneath it. Morrigan gasped when his fingers found her sex. Her body tensed.
“I won’t hurt you.” His voice was a breath in her ear. “You can let go, my love.”
Let go. Let go of fears. Let go of nightmares. Letting go of a lifetime of uncertainties. She focused on his touch. His palm was cupping her mound and his fingers slipped into her folds. A maddening pressure was building within her as he continued stroking her. This was unlike anything she’d ever known. She realized her breaths were becoming shorter.
She wanted more. Her mind screamed for more. Every part of her body cried out to be touched. An insatiable need was rising, pulsing through her. Her hands were around him, drawing him tightly against him. In the midst of this frenzy, she felt his hips press even more intimately against her. There was a shifting of her weight in his arms.
“Don’t stop.” She kissed his throat. “Give me more.”
“There is no stopping,” he laughed, his voice husky. “I’m too far gone for that.”
He suddenly swept her up in his arms. She smiled as he carried her effortlessly to the desk.
With a sweep of his hand, everything went flying to the floor. But neither one of them cared as he lowered her onto it.
