Cowboys and Highlanders (85 page)
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Authors: Tarah Scott,KyAnn Waters
"I think some movement is required, sir."
Kiernan stilled. "What's that you say?"
"You are awfully…large."
Was she talking about his body or his cock?
Kiernan urged her legs apart and settled his hips between her thighs. "We'll start with an heir," he said.
Gently, he reminded himself as he fitted the tip of his penis to the opening of her channel. God, but he wanted to drive into her until she screamed his name.
"Once he's safe in the nursery," he went on, "a daughter will follow." Her slick folds allowed easy entrance and her gasp when he inched inside caused his scrotum to contract. "After that," he kissed her cheek, "we'll get you fat with my third child." He slid a wet kiss from her cheek to her ear, and drove hilt deep in one hard thrust.
She drew a sharp breath.
Kiernan lifted onto his elbows and looked at her. "What have you to say now, wife?"
She stared up at him. "I say that puts me exactly where I predicted: at your beck and call."
He shook his head. "No, love. That puts me at
your
beck and call."
Kiernan reached up and yanked free the handkerchief that bound her hands.
Her eyes narrowed. "What sort of knot was that? A highwayman's hitch, I wager."
He lifted a brow. "Only a highwayman would use a highwayman's hitch?"
She nodded and Kiernan moved inside her in slow, easy strokes.
"By heavens," she said in a breathless voice that wound through him like a siren's song. "I suppose that'll do."
"Will it?" he asked.
She nodded and wound her arms around his neck.
"Do you think you might one day love me?" he asked.
Her breasts rose and fell with the quickening of her breath. "That depends."
"Depends on what?" Kiernan drew a nipple into his mouth.
She sighed. "Whether or not you can keep my ennui at bay."
Kiernan snapped his head up. "Ennui, you say?"
She nodded and he felt that same sense of helplessness he'd felt that moment he'd entered her coach. There was only one answer. He stroked faster in her channel. Pleasure mounted.
"Do you like that, love?" he asked.
"Yes," she whispered with an arch of her hips that met his thrust.
"Then I am certain I can keep your boredom at bay—and so much more."
Her gaze locked with his. "All right, then," she whispered. "I love you."
That was all Kiernan needed to hear.
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I admit that I like leaving a story with the hero and heroine in bed. This is romance, after all, and what better way to face the future than in each other's arms?
And remember, "
Where there is love, there is life."
Mahatma Ghandi.
Ciao!
Tarah
For those who might think that I allowed my imagination to run rampant with government conspiracies, mass assassinations, and revolutions, I refer you to the book
Enemies of the State: The Cato Street Conspiracy
by M. J. Trow, which was a major source for the history I used in
My Highland Lord
. Years ago, when I wrote the first draft of this book, there was very little information available on The Cato Street Conspiracy. Now, however, there are a few good books like Mr. Trow's
Enemies of the State
, and they prove once again that fact is far stranger than fiction. Of course, I only touched upon the intricate web woven by the British government in an effort to maintain the status quo during The Cato Street Conspiracy, and the lengths to which so-called radicals were willing to go in order to achieve their revolutions. I took a few liberties and added a character or two in order to tell Phoebe and Kiernan's story, but the history is solid. I hope you found it as interesting as I did.
Award winning author Tarah Scott cut her teeth on authors such as Georgette Heyer, Zane Grey, and Amanda Quick. Her favorite book is a Tale of Two Cities, with Gone With the Wind as a close second. She writes modern classical romance, and paranormal and romantic suspense. Tarah grew up in Texas and currently resides in Westchester County, New York with her daughter.
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