Page 44 of My Scarred Laird
She squeezed his hand, “Do ye wish ta go ta yer solar? Ye need a break from people and their stares.”
He nodded, and they stood, ignoring everyone in the hall as they walked away together, their hands clasped.
Callum could hear their whispers, and Islay leaned against him, “Nay. Doona listen ta them.”
He nodded, pulling her close against him as they walked up to his chambers.
As soon as the door was shut, he leaned against it, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.
Islay dropped his hand, and he opened his eyes to look down at her.
She put her hands on his chest, running them up the muscles there, and to his hair.
She touched it softly, “Ye have tae many worries this day.”
He nodded, and she stood on tiptoe, “Let me help ta alleviate them.”
She kissed him softly, then pulled away from him.
He watched her as she toed her shoes off, then untied the front of her dress, pulling it up her legs when it came fully undone, then it was over her head, and she stood in front of him in only her chemise.
She backed away, lighting a branch of candles, and lifting her eyebrow as she pulled the chemise up her legs slowly.
He sucked in a breath when the chemise got to her thighs, then her pussy and then it was over her head and she stood before him fully nude, her dark hair hanging down around her, covering her nipples from his hungry gaze.
He pushed off the door, making certain it was barred from anyone entering it, and walked toward her, pushing her hair off her breasts, leaning down to suck on her nipples.
She arched against him, her hands coming up to thread through his hair.
He grunted as she tightened her hold on him, and he leaned up to kiss her.
She moaned against his mouth, and he picked her up, swinging her into his arms as he kissed her, walking her to his bed, then sitting her on the edge of it.
He broke their kiss, and knelt in front of her, “Only ye can bring a laird like me ta his knees.”
Her eyes went wide, and he grabbed her thighs, spreading her legs wide to fit his shoulders between them, and licked up her folds, causing her to lie back and call out his name softly.
“Ye are mine Islay. Only mine. I will never let ye go. I will burn the world down for ye. Kill anyone who tries ta keep ye from my side. Or tries ta take ye from me.”
She nodded, “Only yers Callum. Only ever yers.”
He sucked her pearl into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue after her words washed over him, knowing she was his. Only his.
She cried out his name after he sucked on her pearl for a few more seconds and shoved one of his fingers deep inside her.
He moved it in and out, hooking it just a little, making her grab for the sheets of the bed as she cried out again.
He sucked her clit harder, flicking it with his tongue, and her leg trembled in his hand.
She started thrashing on the bed, and when he rubbed along the front of her cunt, she sucked in breath and he licked at her clit once more, twice, and then she came apart under him, shuddering, arching and crying out his name into his chambers.
He sucked on her a little longer, loving the spice of her pussy as she came, and then she was pushing him away, “Tae sensitive.”
He stood, kicking his boots off, then pulling his shirt over his head, and shoving his trews down his legs.
He lifted her up, pushing her up the bed, turning her so she was on her hands and knees in front of him, and she looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes heavily lidded.
“Do it. Claim me how ye wish ta.”
