In the Arms of a Highland Warrior (Highland Myths Trilogy #1) Read Online Donna Fletcher

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Historical Fiction, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Highland Myths Trilogy Series by Donna Fletcher
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Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 102573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 513(@200wpm)___ 410(@250wpm)___ 342(@300wpm)
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Bhric groaned when he saw her face dip toward his shaft. If she took it into her mouth he would explode right into it. He was relieved when she only looked at it, though the thought lingered and brought him closer to climax.

Tavia continued pumping him, her tempo increasing of its own accord and her own body responding to it. She was shocked to feel her passion suddenly take flight fast and hard and to feel the wetness that rapidly gathered between her legs. He had not touched her and yet her own enjoyment of pleasing him was causing her own pleasure to flare strong and a soft groan escaped her lips.

Bhric’s eyes had drifted closed lost in pleasure when he heard his wife’s soft moan. His eyes flew open. He had not intended for it to go this far, not that he did not enjoy it, but it was not for her to serve him like this, not when they had yet to seal their vows.

“Let go!” he ordered sternly.

Tavia released him in a flash worried she had hurt him or had done something wrong.

Bhric sat up, grabbed his wife at her small waist and lifted her from where she sat beside him to lie next to him. He moved his leg over her closed ones and nudged them apart and his hand got lost between them.

Tavia had no time to gasp at the jolt of pleasure that pierced her nether region since he caught her lips in a kiss. It was a demanding and hungry kiss, and she returned it in kind.

He tore his mouth away after a few moments to whisper breathlessly, “You are beautiful, wife, and I care more for you than I ever thought I would or was possible.”

She had no time to respond, his head dipped down and his mouth captured one of her nipples, his tongue rolling over it and her body arched in response. She thought she had known pleasure in the shed earlier, but it was nothing compared to this.

“Bhric!” she cried out.

He loved hearing his name shouted urgently from her lips and the way her rosy nipple hardened against his tongue. It hardened even more when he teased it with his teeth.

“Bhric!” she cried out again.

But he was not finished yet. He wanted to enjoy her other nipple, turn it hard, though it already was hard when he settled his mouth over it. He could not take as much time with this one. She was near to climax and wet enough he hoped he would not hurt her when he pierced her maidenhead.

“It is time our vows were formally sealed,” he said as he rose over her, his leg nudging hers farther apart so he could kneel between them, worried if he hovered over her and collapsed after climax he would squash her.

She arched her body instinctively and he grabbed her bottom when she did and fit his shaft between her legs. He kept tight hold of it so he could temper his movements in case he caused her any pain.

“Please, Bhric, please,” she pleaded. “I need you inside me.”

That she wanted him that badly fired his passion even more and he slipped slowly inside her, fearful he might not fit, and was relieved when he slid easily into her. She was snug, but welcomed him with ease and he pushed farther in.

“Bhric!” she shouted, and her body shot up against his shaft taking him deeper into her. She cried out, not in pain but in pleasure.

He smiled, glad he had caused her no pain and hoped it would remain so as he began to move vigorously inside her. It was not long before he dropped down to hover over her, his strong arms keeping him from collapsing on her.

She gripped the bedding and moaned loudly as he drove in and out of her and found herself matching his tempo. Faster and faster until… she let out a scream and clamped herself tight around his shaft.

Bhric threw his head back with a roar when she squeezed him tight, forcing him to explode in a powerful climax so potent that he actually collapsed on top of her.

Tavia had been left breathless from the earth-shattering sensation that shot through her, the ripples still flowing along her body, add to that the weight of her husband on top of her and breathing was not easy.

“Bhric,” she struggled to say and when he did not move, she gave him a gentle shove. “Bhric.” When he failed to respond again, she grew worried and used what strength she had to push at his shoulders to try and roll him on his side.

He was suddenly off her, his hands braced close to the sides of her head and his arms muscles straining as he held himself above her. “Are you all right? I did not hurt you, did I.”



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