Rebel's Desire (Iron Portal Paranormal Romance Series) (Iron Portal Series Book 4) (13 page)

K
eely was
in the pasture behind Olivia’s mother’s cottage, watching a mare and foal kick up their heels in the grass, when she saw a horse and rider approaching. Although she and Becca had been here for almost three weeks, she didn’t think she’d ever tire of seeing people using horses as their only mode of transportation.

Becca had accompanied Olivia and her mother, Alexandra, to an open-air market and would be gone all day. Keely had been planning to go, too, but one of the mares was due to foal soon, and Alexandra had asked if she wouldn’t mind staying. They’d report back and let her know what they found.

The women were scouting out possible places for the new shop—Sisters Yarns and Fortunes. They didn’t have access to books here like they did over on the other side, so they’d have to make do with yarn. But Keely was excited. She loved knitting and crocheting.

The rider rode a majestic horse, a black stallion whose mane and tail were flowing in the wind. As the pair drew near, she realized there was something familiar about the man. The way he carried himself. So tall, so proud.

Her heart raced and her mouth went dry. It was Toryn.

Despite her heartache, there wasn’t a day that went by that she didn’t miss him. Desperately. If it hadn’t been for Becca and her new friends, Neyla, Olivia and Zara, she wouldn’t have been able to eat a thing. It made her feel like a selfish idiot to be so down when Becca was the one who’d been through real hell and back.

Toryn reined in the horse beside her.

“You found me,” she said. It occurred to her that Becca, Olivia and Alexandra may have known about this.

“Aye, I did. We have unfinished business to attend to.” He reached his hand down to pull her up behind him, but she took a step backward.

“If you want to talk, we can do it here,” she said, crossing her arms over her chest. A man couldn’t be a complete and utter asshole and then think he could just ride in and sweep a woman off her feet.

“Please, Kitten. Will ye come with me? There’s something I’d like to show ye.”

She sighed. That nickname. It got her every single time. Okay, fine. She’d go.

She held out her hand and he pulled her up behind him. Wrapping her arms around his waist, she pressed her cheek to his back and inhaled. She’d really missed how he smelled.

They galloped down through a narrow basin and into a cottonwood forest. Then he reined in the horse at the edge of a bluff. The view was stunning with craggy mountains all around them.

He dismounted, then reached up and helped her down.

“So what’s this all about?” she asked.

“A good friend told me that actions speak louder than words, so I wanted to show you something…while I grovel for forgiveness.”

He led her to a semi-circle of large rocks, protected from the winds. He opened up a pack and in a few minutes, he’d laid out a gourmet meal of cheeses, fruits, various meats and breads, along with a jug of what appeared to be wine and a bouquet of wildflowers.

He sat her down on the blanket and took her hands in his. “First of all, I want to apologize for the way I spoke to you. I was a colossal jerk and can’t believe what I said. It was wrong of me, rude and horrible.”

“Yes, it was. You hurt me, Toryn. Terribly.”

“I know.” Regret tightened the corners of his mouth. “And if I have to spend the rest of my life making it up to you, I will.”

“Okay, maybe that’s taking things a little
too
far. I mean you were injured, not yourself.”

His jaw ticked. “That’s still not an excuse. I allowed my fears of abandonment and betrayal to color my viewpoint, which prevented me from seeing the amazing woman I had in front of me. I’m done living in the past now. I’m tired of that yoke around my neck.”

She caressed his cheek. “I understand all too well how difficult it is to live with past hurts. They affect everything.”

He leaned into her hand, his eyes sparkling with emotion. “I want to live for now and for the future. I want to live for us.” Then he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small book.

She took one look at it and gasped. “Is that…is that mine?”

“Aye. I went to the shop and saw it in one of your boxes to be donated. It’s one of your favorites, isn’t it? The one with the poetry you have tattooed on your arm?”

She nodded, tears stinging the backs of her eyes. “But how did you get it through the portal? Everything disintegrates when you cross over.”

“Not dense metal objects or items
inside
a dense metal object.”

“But what about the portal sickness?”

He gave her a wry smile. “I’ve been in Cascadia for almost three weeks. I came over a few days after you.”

“And you’ve been sick the whole time?”

He nodded. “Olivia offered to heal me, but I wouldn’t let her.”

Keely’s eyes widened. “Olivia? She knew you were here?”

“I made her swear she wouldn’t tell you. But I’m feeling better now. A whole lot better. I’d do anything for you, Keely,
anything
. But—”

“But what?”

He took a deep breath, let it out slowly. “Can you ever forgive me?”

“Oh, Toryn, I already have.”

His fingers grazed her jaw tenderly, then he cupped the back of her neck and drew her close. His kiss was gentle at first but quickly turned hungry. When you needed someone as much as the air you breathed, three weeks was an awful long time to be apart. Her nipples tingled and the juncture between her thighs ached with anticipation as they tore off their clothes.

His gaze darkened with desire as it swept over her naked body. “Ye are so beautiful, Kitten. I want to lick every inch of you.”

“Then what’s stopping you?” she breathed wickedly.

His lips twisted. “Not a damn thing. I just wanted ye to know my intentions.”

He pushed her down on the blankets and spread her knees apart. A low growl came from his throat as he dipped his head between her legs. She would never, not in a million years, grow tired of his desire for her.

He licked the seam of her sex in one achingly slow motion that had her crying out his name even before he suckled her clit between his teeth. She gripped handfuls of his hair and held on tight as waves of pleasure spiraled through her body, igniting every nerve ending and turning her bones to rubber. Just as she was about to shatter, he broke away, pulled himself on top of her and slipped the head of his cock between her folds. She was so wet that he easily slid inside. Her inner muscles clenched around him.

“Oh, God, Toryn…I’m…having another one.” She gave a strangled cry as another orgasm slammed through her.

He pushed himself up on his elbows, increasing his tempo until his whole body went rigid. Groaning loudly, he arched his head back, the cords in his neck straining.

God he was beautiful, she thought, still in the throes of her own pleasure.
And he’s all mine.

After it was all over and they were cuddling under the blankets, Toryn rolled onto his side to face her. Tendrils of his dark hair fell over his sweaty forehead. He looked completely sated.

She smiled to herself, feeling even more satisfied.
I did that to him
, she thought proudly
.

“Keely,” he said, his broad, warm hand splayed across her belly, “you’re the best thing that ever happened to me. I want to be your man, through good times and in bad. I don’t ever want to be away from ye again.” He cleared his throat, his voice rough with emotion. “These last three weeks were some of the worst in my life.”

“Mine, too,” she admitted.

“Kitten, will ye marry me? Will ye make this man—this, imperfect man—whole again? Please say yes. Make me the happiest man in the world—two worlds.”

She held his face in her hands and kissed his lips. “Oh Toryn, I love you. My answer is yes.”

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