The Highlander’s Witch (23 page)

“I ken.” She spat out, backing away from him quickly when he released her.

Not realizing the fire cast her body in silhouette under the thin chemise, Aiden enjoyed the view as much as her fiery nature, his cock stiffening.

Hardening his stance, he crossed his arms across his chest. “I should punish ye fer the deed.”

Skye’s jaw dropped before she clenched her fists at her sides. “What?”

Furious that she’d been kept in the room with only supper being brought to her, Skye refused to tell him she’d also been worried that she hadn’t been able to get a hold of her sister and was afraid she’d been too late.

“How dare you leave me here saying you’ll be right back and then being gone for hours and you just thi-”

Slashing his hand down to stop her, he straightened.

“It doesna matter. I told ye to stay here, an then ye traipse around wearin only a nightgown.” He growled.

When he re-crossed his arms, causing his shirt to stretch over his enormous biceps, outlining the muscles she remembered gripping onto, she refused to drool.

Stomping her foot in irritation, Skye waved her hand over her body. “This? It covers me from neck to ankle.”

“Aye, tis showin way too much ankle.” He snorted.

She looked down and back up in sarcastic amusement. “I can’t help that women here are three inches shorter than me.”

“Tis why I thought ye a lad when I saw ye in the glen.” He nodded curtly. “That an ye be too skinny.”

That stopped her tirade, her mouth dropped as she gapped at him then she snapped it shut.

“You think I am too skinny?”

“Aye. Ye need to eat more.”

Aiden frowned when a smile slowly spread across her face lighting up her features. He didn’t know what he’d said to cause it but he was fascinated by way her eyes sparkled like the deepest emeralds.

He lowered his arms uncertainly as she walked leisurely up to him, her smile still growing as his eyes devoured the way the outline of her body swayed seductively when she moved.

Skye felt more feminine than she had ever felt before.

Oh, she’d felt extremely feminine in his arms, but this was different, this was a sort of power in her femininity.

Her fingers touched his shirt, running up his chest before smoothing down his arms.

She brushed her breasts against him and lifted up on her toes.

Still looking up to him, she whispered, “Skinny huh?”

Aiden grunted before he gulped.

“Do you think I am sexy?” She asked even as she felt his cock twitch against her belly.

Grinning wickedly, she rocked her pelvis against the hardening length, feeling herself moisten, and her breasts begin to pebble.

The rumble deep in his throat was the only indication she had of his thoughts just before he swept her back into his arms and walked to the bed.

Tossing her into the middle, Aiden quickly removed his boots and covered her with his body, pinning her down before she could get her balance.

“Ye shouldna tease me, lass.” He growled as he lifted her arms over her head.

Her nipples quickly hardened at his rough treatment and her breathing hitched as she licked her lips, eyeing him wickedly while rotating her body against his.

“Oh?” She gave him an innocent look and batted her lashes, her eyes still sparkling even as they deepened. “What happens when I tease the mighty laird of the keep?”

Having never had a woman play with him like this, he was shocked that his cock hardened at her banter.

Having this lass tempt him with looks and touch, holding her body against him, brought out the desire to conquer.

“Mayhap ye need a lesson.”

Her face flushed with desire as her mind filled with wonderfully sinful thoughts.

“Yes, Aiden, a lesson.” She lifted her head, took his lower lip between her teeth, and sucked on it.

He followed her as her head lowered, taking control.

Placing her hands in one of his, he cupped her breast with the other and rubbed a thumb over her distended nipple, enjoying the way her arms opened and her breast pressed harder into his palm as he captured her gasp in his mouth.

He broke the kiss, leaned down to place the covered nipple into his mouth, and suckled hard.

She whimpered at the loss of his lips but quickly cried out when his mouth latched onto her sensitive flesh.

“Oh, yes!”

She squirmed under him until a leg broke free and she arched her lower body against his thigh, frustrated that her gown hampered her need to wrap herself around him. Her need had grown since the last time he had been inside her, and the thought of him filling her consumed her with lust.

“Wait. Please stop. Wait.” She cried in frustration, not realizing he had stilled as her body squirmed for more contact. “Too many clothes. I need to feel your skin against mine, dammit.”

Grinning evilly down at her, he clucked his tongue. “Nay, lass. Tis a lesson I be teaching ye.”

He pinched her nipple and watched her body arch in response as her mouth opened wordlessly.

He chuckled then sucked her other nipple into his mouth, his tongue laving over the thin cotton before lifting and blowing over the gown.

“Oh, God!”

The heat of his mouth followed by cold air caused Skye to press her lower body against him as she squeezed her thighs around his leg, trying to ease the growing ache in her clit.

He moved quickly, hauling her dazed body up and placed her over his lap.

“But the lesson shall come after the punishment.”

Skye shrieked as he threw her over his lap, her gown brought up and bunched in his large hand as he held her in place.

“Ye shall do as yer told, lass.”

Squirming, she struggled to get free, her body still heated from his previous attentions.

“Please, Aiden, not now.”

A large hand smacked her bottom and she stiffened as a screech tore through her throat.

She cussed at him and fought his hold.

“Hold yer tongue, lass, or ye shall be heard. Ye dunno want an audience—or do ye?” He mused, his brogue growing deeper as his lust sharpened.

“Oh, my God.” She whispered furiously. “I am so going to kill you.”

Another smack to her other cheek had her biting back a yelp.

Skye gritted her teeth even as his hand smoothed over her backside before spanking her quickly on each cheek, once again soothing over the heated flesh.

Shocked at the sensual feel of his hands over her stinging flesh had her wriggling on his lap as his large fingers squeezed her plump cheeks then eased between her legs and pulled them apart.

“Ye shall keep yer legs opened for me or yer punishment willna be as pleasant.”

Her ass burned from his spanking but his touch, light caresses just shy of the apex of her thighs, caused her cunt to spasm and she moaned low in her throat wondering how she could be responding to something like this.

His hand fell again with several whacks to each cheek before slowly running his fingers between the crease of her ass and over her anus, pressing lightly against the tight entrance before skimming down between her legs to the wetness soaking her outer lips.

Skye gasped at the wicked feelings beginning to consume her.

Aiden’s staff strained against his breaches as Skye ground herself against him. He spanked her again and gritted his teeth as she raised her bottom to meet his hand moaning in need. She was wet and growing wetter with the punishment and Aiden was pleased at her response to his ministrations.

“I am Laird an Master of this keep an ye shall follow me directions without question. Do ye ken?”

Skye whimpered at his words, only knowing his hands on her bottom was causing her to weep with need.

He repeated the spanking of each cheek. “Do ye ken, lass?”

Skye nodded, moaning as she wriggled seductively against his lap.

“Say it aloud.”

“I ken, I ken—do what you say.” She rasped out.

His hand squeezed the globes of her ass before smoothing over the red marks.

“Aiden.” She gasped as his fingers slipped over her wet lips before circling her clit then dipping inside her tight channel. They both heard the sound of her juices as he slowly finger fucked her.

“Yes.” Skye hissed slowly as she spread her legs further, arching her backside up to give him easier access.

Taking her juices, he brought his hand back to her puckered hole and eased a finger in.

Gasping, she squirmed more, so lost in sensations that even the fear of what he was doing was forgotten.

Already knowing the answer, he still asked. “Have you ever been taken here, Skye?”

“No.” She gasped, feeling his finger push gently through the tight ring.

His finger came out and slipped back to her pussy to grab more fluid and repeat the process.

“I will take ye here, lass.” He whispered into her ear as he pushed through the tightness again, swirling more of her lubricant on her as he lightly stretched her. Grateful that she responded to his dark touches so eagerly. “But no this time.”

He raised her up and laughed when she protested.

Making her stand, he pulled her between his thighs and latched on to her puckered nipple beneath the gown that had fallen back into place.

Her hands slipped through his hair and pressed him closer, gasping when he nipped at the sensitive peaks then pulled.

The pain that quickly turned to pleasure as he suckled hard at her breast kept Skye overwhelmed with need. Her body was one massive nerve ending and she began to shake, pressing into him, unsure if she could stand for much longer.

He pressed the small of her back into him, forcing her to hold on tighter as his mouth ravaged the other nipple with equal ferocity.

Growling in need and frustration, she went to straddle him but he caught her up and threw her on the bed.

“Nay, lass, tis I who be in control.”

She tried to pull him down on top of her as she reached for his cock.

Taking her hands into one of his, he cupped her chin in his other hand and waited for her to focus on him before he spoke again.

“I be Laird an Master.”

Swallowing, she nodded as she melted at his words, a calmness stealing over her limbs even as the fire raged, not understanding why.

He switched hands, still holding hers in one of his, he lowered the other to her thigh and grabbed her gown, shifting slightly as he eased forward to suckle at her covered breast and grinned against the nipple he had between his teeth as Skye use her heels to raise her body so he could pull her gown up.

His mouth nipped on the underside of her breast before following her ribcage. Easing down her body, his hand gliding along her arm, Aiden used the gown as a vice to keep her from moving.

Shifting again, he let go of her hands and lifted her gown higher, exposing her mauns to his hungry gaze.

Skye felt him breathing on her sensitive flesh and whimpered as desire clawed at her. She tried to lift herself to him but her gown kept her in place, her fingers extended and she felt the headboard and grabbed on just before her body froze as his tongue slid roughly from her opening to her clit, taking his time before flickering over the swollen nub.

“Oh, God.” She hiccupped, her legs opening wider as she pleaded for more, calling his name, lost in a whirlwind of sensations.

Her hands gripped his hair, the bed, and then back up to push against the headboard so she could press harder into his mouth, loving the feel of his unshaven face scrapping against her tender thighs.

“Oh, yes.” She whispered hoarsely. “Harder. Harder.”

Her breath caught when one of his fingers pressed into her, stretching her entrance in sheer pleasure before adding a second.

She was going crazy and nothing mattered. Nothing but the fingers that were causing havoc on her senses and the tongue that made her blood boil as her body grew warmer under his unrelenting assault.

She knew she was begging, her voice a hoarse whisper as her head thrashed back and forth and didn’t care, her only need was in the release he could provide her.

Aiden felt her body begin to quiver as she bucked against his mouth when he inserted the second finger. Her juices coating his hand as he gently twisted the two in her fluid before spreading them.

Groaning as she clamped down with her muscles, he began to pump his fingers inside her while swirling his tongue around her clit using the back of his tongue.

“Oh, Aiden. Oh, God. I’m gonna cum.” She panted.

He felt her body stiffen and he swirled the back of his tongue harder over her swollen clit as he speared his fingers in harder thrusts.

Her legs spread impossibly wider as her hands gripped the headboard.

He slipped a thumb through her sweet liquid before bringing it down, back to press against the tight bud between her cheeks, and then eased the tip of his finger into her back entrance.