SCOTTISH ROMANCE: My Sinful Surrender to a Highlander Werewolf (Scottish Werewolf Pregnancy Romance) (Historical Medieval Shape Shifter Paranormal Science Fiction Short Stories) (118 page)

"I find that hard to believe, you must have women chasing after you like crazy." Kember said, shocked.

"Just because they chase me, doesn't mean I want most of them catching me," He told her and grinned as he then got in the shower. He held out his hand to her and waited.

Kember removed her thong and then joined him in the shower, sliding her hand in his as he closed the glass doors behind them both.

"This is going to be interesting." Kember muttered, more to herself than to him as he washed her off, head to toe with a loofah and soap.

"What will be interesting?" Dennis asked as he finished washing her off and started washing himself off.

"Us, this, the baby, everything." Kember admitted and then reached down between them and grabbed his cock. "I wanted you from the moment I saw you in that room. I didn't know who you were, or why you were there. I didn't know you were rich, and I didn't care. I thought you were one of the most attractive men I've ever seen. I did this because I like you.  I agreed to be a surrogate because you're truly a decent guy and deserve a child; anything that happens between us won't change that."

"Good, but I'm hoping you'll stick around after the baby's born and be here for both of us. Kember, I want you for the long haul." Dennis told her and backed her up against the shower stall, putting a hand on either side of her head. He pressed his body against her and she could feel his erection against her stomach.

"I don't just want a short fling with you. I want you to realize that I think I'm falling in love with you, and for me, I want it to last. I promise I won't ever lie to you, even if you don't like what I have to say, and I'll take care of you, I just need you to trust me." Dennis told her and then pressed his mouth over hers, feeling her soften against him.

Kember kissed him back, feeling the cold shower tiles against her back, the way the water fell between them, hot and wet. A startling contrast to the cold stone behind her back. She could feel the way his penis twitched in excitement where it touched her stomach and then put his hand down between them to start touching her most intimate places.

Pulling her leg up, Dennis guided his penis to her hole and rubbed himself against her pussy lips until her hips were pushing towards him. Only then did he slowly inch himself inside of her until he was buried to the hilt. He started to grind himself against her pushing her hard against the shower wall.

He continued to fuck her in the shower, supporting her weight with his arms and the shower wall. He nibbled on her shoulder and neck as the water streamed down over both of them.

"That feels good," Kember told him and groaned as his groin rubbed against her clit, building the wanton desire, close, so close to another orgasm.

Dennis could feel her get close and dipped his head to suck on her nipples while he reached his other hand down between them and slowed the pace as he massaged his clit with his fingers. He circled the tiny nub with the pad of his thumb until she was begging him to let her cum, that she was so close. Pinching and rolling her clit between his fingers, he kept stimulating her as he fucked her until he sent her crashing over the edge, and she bucked against him, slipping with her wet body hard so she almost fell out of his arms.

"Easy there tiger," Dennis chuckled as he moved his hand to grab her hips and stabilize her so they didn't both tumble into the shower doors.

"Sorry, I lost my balance when I came, my legs started to shake," She laughed and rested her head against his shoulder as he started to fuck her hard, shaking her whole body.

A few minutes later, he stiffened, and groaned; releasing his seed all over her and having it drip down her legs. He was breathing hard when he pulled himself out of her and rewashed both of them.

Turning the water off, he opened the door and got out, he grabbed a couple of towels from the shelf next to the shower. He wrapped one around his waist and then opened it up to wrap Kember's body in it.

"We have a lot to talk about," Dennis told her. "But for tonight, I'm just going to make love to you over and over again."

"I can live with that Dennis, I'm willing to give this a real shot. I don't think I would have agreed to be your surrogate if I didn't think there was a chance that there was something more between us to begin with, I think I could love you too," Kember said, and reached out to touch his cheek gently with her fingers.

"Life is too short, and there's not many women in this world who are worth taking risks for, but you are one of them Kember, thank you for taking a risk with me." He whispered before dipping his head to kiss her.

Kember closed her eyes and kissed him back. She didn't know what the future would bring, but for today, this was enough.

THE END

The Cowboy Billionaire’s Mail Order Bride

Chapter one

“I know that this is a terrible time for you, Emma but I think you’re doing the right thing. Getting on that boat and getting some distance is exactly what you need to find a little closure. There are too many memories here. You can’t blame yourself, it wasn’t your fault. It could’ve happened to anyone.” My mother Edith was going to miss me, but I felt like this was my only option. There was no other way. I was used to a certain style of living and I wasn’t going to find it by staying here.

My world had crumbled down around me and it had happened, so suddenly that it was almost like a bad dream.

I woke to the sound of coughing and I saw that my husband Jasper was now on the floor gasping for air. The flames were billowing all around and I could barely see anything through the acrid smoke that was now burning my lungs. I had a choice to make and if I had to do it all over again, I would have.

I left my husband, hoping that I would get back in time to save him, but my main concern was my little daughter Laura. I found the door hot, scorching and burning my fingers, but I did not let that deter me. I pulled it open with the whoosh of the flame throwing me back at least 5 feet. I landed heavily, but I scrambled to my feet and moved cautiously with my head down. I grabbed a shirt near the door and placed it over my mouth.

“Emma, you have to know that you did everything you could. Nobody blames you. If you blame yourself, then you have to learn to forgive. You might not think that you can and you might not think that you deserve it, but you do.”

I had on my nightshirt and I stumbled over the end of it a couple of times, but I managed to stay on my feet. I was losing consciousness, but I could see my final destination ahead. Her door was slightly ajar and I felt this sort of calm come over me like I had never felt before.

“This is the right time to get away. I’m not sure if I agree with what you’re doing, but this is not my decision. You’ve been through a traumatic time and you have to do what you need to do to heal. Your father would’ve been here, but you know how he is with goodbyes. He knows that you won’t be back for some time and I guess he feels like you’re abandoning the family. I’m sorry that you had to go through this, but I think that you’ll come out of it stronger than ever.” She was my rock during this time, but even her love and my father’s caring arms could not take away the pain that I was feeling.

I got into my daughter’s room and I knew immediately upon seeing her on the bed that she was gone. I tried to reach for her, but the flames were too high and then my only hope vanished, as the entire ceiling came down. I was barely able to move away from the carnage. I thought that this was god’s way of punishing me for not being, as religious as I should’ve been. I’d stepped away from the catholic lifestyle and maybe I did get caught up in material things.

“The boat will be here soon. I just hope that you know what you’re doing. I know that we’ve gone over this a million times, but I still think that maybe you’re making a rash decision. The American west in 1860 is not a nice place for strangers from a strange land.” I could see that the white hair on her head was due to the first few years of dealing with a precocious child like me.

I made it back to the bedroom, but once again I was too late. He was lying there, but he did not die of smoke inhalation. What took him was the fire that had now consumed him. I don’t know why I didn’t hear him scream, but maybe it was for the best. That image alone would haunt me for the rest of my life, no matter if I found happiness or not. It wasn’t like I could go back and even if I could, I’m not sure that I would’ve made any decisions differently. My life would always be with my child and I think in the end any mother would agree with my assessment.

“You really did scare us, Emma. I know that you said that you didn’t mean to, but I’m still not sure if I believe you. Emma, if you really did stay in there and want to die, then I’m glad that they didn’t allow you to do that. Those people were a godsend. They came to your rescue and I only wished that they could have done the same thing for Jasper and Laura. Unfortunately, it was their time and god wanted them back at his hand. We may not understand it, but god does work in mysterious ways.”

I felt the hands of someone pulling me from the house and I struggled to stop them. I wanted to die. It wasn’t like I had anything left to live for. My husband was dead, my child was dead and everything that I had was gone. In the blink of an eye a raging fire destroyed my heart and broke it into pieces that I wouldn’t be able to put back together again.

They found me with the bible clutched in my hands, burned into the fabric of the leather bound volume. I don’t even know how I got my hands on it. It was in the dresser. I don’t remember reaching in, but I must’ve at some point.

Standing here with my mother and watching the boat in the distance get closer; I know that this is the best for everyone. My mother and father may not say so, but they were getting a little sick and tired of hearing me mope and moan. It had been almost a month. Even after the fire, it didn’t end there. Bills began to pile up and my parents tried to help out, but it became an effort in futility. Jasper was the bread winner of the family and he wasn’t around anymore.

“Mother, I appreciate everything that you and father have done. I just don’t have anything left here. I wasn’t sure about my decision to become a mail order bride, but Lucas is a good man. He needs help in dealing with his niece. I’m sure that there’s going to be an adjustment, but at least I won’t have the constant painful reminders all around me.” I moved my hands through my long chestnut hair. It was pulled back into a bun and I looked more matronly than I wanted to.

“Emma, you do what you have to do, but remember you still have family back here in England.” I was the younger version of my mother. We were the same height at 5 foot 10, 120 pounds and the kind of figure that was making every guy look at us at this very moment. They probably thought that they were being subtle, but their leering gaze was not lost on either one of us. My mother might have been older, but she still had the body of a 20 year old. There were even times that people had mistaken us for sisters.

“I know that you’re here and you don’t know how important family is to me. I think I proved that with trying to save mine. Do you know to this day that I really thought that I had a chance of saving both of them? How stupid is that? I actually thought that I could beat the blazing inferno that was hell bent on taking my life for a ride that I will never forget. I also forsake god, but then I realized that things happen for a reason. I still don’t know what this reason is, but I’m sure that eventually it will become clear.” The horn of the boat told everybody that it was time to embark on a new adventure. The American west was where I was going to go. Texas was where I was going to find my next home.

I could only hope that the land that my husband had would go to good owner. With the sale of the land, I was able to pay back the debts, but it left me very little in the coffers. Even the suitcase that I was carrying was not of my taste. I’d got it from a used store of all places. I will admit that it was functional, but ugly as sin.

I stepped up to the gangplank. I looked back at my mother, who was standing there with a tear in her eye. I was tempted to just stay and weather the storm of my grief. I made a deep sigh, turned around and I promised myself that I would not turn back for anything. This was my destiny. Even though fate was fickle, I still had to abide by the cards that were dealt to me.

I had no money for a stateroom. I had to slum and with the locals down into the bowels of the ship. It was humid and the room was only big enough for a bed. I sat down heavily, put my face into my hands and I wept openly for at least an hour. This was very new for me. I had never gone out of the city of England, let alone out of the country. I was sheltered, as a child that is until my father fell on hard times due to an injury. It was time to find a new life and I could only hope that Lucas would be as promised.

Chapter two

I was used to the best of everything, but now that I was a widow. I really didn’t have much to call my own. I stayed in my room most of the time and only ventured out into the boat to find something to eat from time to time. I felt completely isolated from the rest of the world. At that moment it was exactly what I needed to find some peace of mind.

I heard the announcement that we were arriving in the port of Texas. I certainly wasn’t looking forward to this, but it was a necessary evil. I did enjoy the letter that I’d gotten from Lucas. He seemed like a good man, but anybody can say anything in a letter. After all, you are pretty much anonymous, until that final day that you meet face to face.