Wed to a Wicked Warrior

Wed to a Wicked Warrior

By:  Tami Stevens  Completed
Language: English
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Fann is a mighty Highland warrior on a mission. As a reward for decades of successful battles, the king has granted Fann land, title, and a beautiful young wife! But to claim them he must first rescue his bide from unknown abductors and return her to her home. Their home. And she doesn't know that they have been wed! The king had taken control of Lord MacDonald's clan, his lands, and wed both of the man's daughters by proxy in order to cover a significant tax debt. Fann hopes to find her, rescue her, and for her to willingly marry him before she finds out the truth. That he is called the wicked warrior not because of his fierce fighting, but for the type of sexual acts that bring him the most pleasure. For surely, a lass raised in an abbey will not do the things he wishes to do with her if she knows they are wicked. Or will she...

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87 Chapters
Chapter 1
“Where is my bride!” Fann's demand was so loud it drowned out the music and stopped the giggling chatter of the courtesans. Every person in the room turned to stare at him as the entire throne room fell silent. His dark eyes scanned the massive space from the grand hall on his right, over the groups of people milling around dressed in overly cumbersome clothing, past the empty throne, and all the way around to the hallway off to his left. “The chit was to be here, ready for me to wed upon my return but there is no one in the chamber adjoining mine. Where is she!” His voice echoed like thunder in the silence.He stood tall, sword at his side while he surveyed all in the room, knowing that even in the king’s absence, someone here had the answers he sought. Most in the room would not meet his eye. He scoffed inwardly. Cowards of wealthy nobles the lot of them. One girl peered out at him with a coy smile, glancing down at her ample bosom and then back up at him. He turned away from her, un
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Chapter 2
Eleanor’s eyes shot open and her breath caught in her throat, her body stiff and her heart pounding. She stared up at the face of a stranger, only inches from hers, and wondered if she were awake or dreaming. She wasn't even sure if it were a dream or a nightmare. The face above her was so elegantly chiseled that it stole her breath, more beauty than she had ever seen on a man. So perfect she believed it must belong in the heavens. But his jet black hair was pulled tight on his head and the scruff of dark whiskers shadowed his face making it look as though he could fade into the shadows if she weren't looking closely. His eyes were such a piercing pure black that looking into them sent an icy chill through her, as though she were looking into the eyes of the devil himself. His large hand pressed tightly across her mouth, but it was the size and weight of his solid body covering hers that frightened her the most. He was a large, powerfully built man. She knew she had no chance against h
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Chapter 3
Between the rocking of the boat, the pressure on her back, the rag in her mouth and the backwards curve to her spine it did not take long for Eleanor to become nauseous. Her fear shifted from drowning to the more imminent possibility of vomiting with a cloth shoved in her mouth and choking to death. She moved her jaw and tongue, trying desperately to dislodge the fabric, but it only made her feel worse. Her stomach heaved and her body spasmed, causing her face to smack into the wooden boards beneath her. She heard the man curse. His foot lifted off her back, then his hand grabbed her side and rolled her over onto her back. “If you promise not to scream, I’ll free your mouth and sit you upright.” She nodded. Screaming would do her no good in the middle of the sea anyways. He settled her on the floor at his feet and pulled the fabric from her face. Eleanor took a deep breath of the cool salty air and closed her eyes before letting the air back out again. Instantly she felt better, thoug
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Chapter 4
Fann turned the boat to aim them more towards the north. A wave rocked the hull more than it had in the previous direction. Eleanor, her arms still pinned in the shawl, squeaked as she pitched forward, her face landing on his kilt. The fabric of it slid over his legs and her face sunk between his thighs. He looked down at the top of her head, the image of what she could do there had his member stiffening so quickly that Fann cursed and dropped the oars into the boat so he could sit her back up before his member made itself visible to her. Silken waves of her hair slid over his hands and arms as he grasped her shoulders to lift her away from him. In the same movement, he tugged at the knot he'd put in the shawl behind her so that the garment came loose around her. "Next time, catch yourself." She flinched away from his gruff tone and Fann ground his teeth. He watched her stretch her arms and rotate the knots out of her shoulders before drawing the shawl protectively around herself agai
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Chapter 5
As the sun rose in the sky, Fann had grown over warm. His chest was now bare, beads of sweat collecting on the firm planes of muscle. Not wanting to be caught staring at his finely chiselled body, Eleanor spent the last bit of the morning lost in thought, staring out over the endless waves and praying that this stranger knew where they were going. She did not fancy being lost at sea. Her head was pounding and her stomach began to complain, but the height of the sun told her it was only about noon. There would still be several hours before they arrived at their destination. Assuming they were heading the right direction. There was nothing but blue sky and blue ocean as far as she could see. She had no idea how Fann knew where they were going. Her stomach clenched and she glanced at the satchel. Fann had not eaten yet. She doubted she could bring herself to eat another bite this day, but he should have something. If he lost strength they would be lost for she certainly couldn't row with
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Chapter 6
Eleanor tried to stop her hand from trembling as she raised another piece of cheese to Fann's mouth. It was just bite sized. He said she should time the morsels with his strokes. It had been working surprisingly well, but the act seemed so intimate somehow. It heated her blood and dried her mouth. He leaned forward, the oars swinging back above the water. His eyes held hers and his lips parted for the next bite. Tingles raced up her arm when his lips closed and slid along the pad of her finder. Fann winked at her as he leaned away, pulling the oars through the water. Her breathing grew shallow and she felt the wicked dampness between her legs. Why did it feel so good when he looked at her? She had never before enjoyed being looked at.She tore off a piece of bread for the next pass. Waiting until he made eye contact to get back up on her knees. He came forward again with his mouth open and she popped the bread in quickly, pulling back before he closed his lips this time. His mouth twi
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Chapter 7
Eleanor gasped, then held her breath as they dipped under the surface. Fear gripped her and her hands grabbed onto Fann’s arm around her chest. She thrashed about trying to get out from under his arm. Up and out of the water. Then the thought that Fann had promised not to let her go hit her and she remembered him telling her not to struggle or she would pull them under, so she stilled. The feel of him behind her filled her with the strength to stop her struggles. Their heads broke above the waves and she gasped for air, forcing herself to relax against him as he had asked her to. She heard him curse and felt his arm tighten around her. She could feel his legs moving beside hers. She turned her head and saw a dark line that she assumed to be his other arm, moving up over the water, then down and coming up by his hips. Was swimming similar rowing? Her arm was not as strong as his, but perhaps she could be of some help rather than simply lying on top of him.She took one hand and tried
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Chapter 8
“It seems we are both in need of the soup,” Fann said from the bed, “however, you have the advantage of full body coverage.”Eleanor grasped the sheet to her breasts as she turned. “I am sorry. I saw no other way to cover you.” His eyes flicked over the blanket. “Fill me a bowl of soup then, and I’ll eat here. We’ll worry about how to cloth ourselves once our bellies are full. At least you are awake and the rain has stopped. Today should be more enjoyable than yeterday.”“I would think anything would be more enjoyable than being forced to swim in the sea during a storm.”He was silent as she handed him the wooden bowl of soup. Catching one of her hands in his and holding on until she looked at him. “That was more than a day ago Eleanor. You have been two days without waking, this would have been the third night if you had not woken. She pulled her hand from his and eased herself back onto the chair.“Whole days?”“I was beginning to fear you had been frozen during our escape and woul
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Chapter 9
A bath and a gentle brew from the healer had Eleanor feeling much more herself. She trailed contentedly behind the maid who was leading her to the main hall for dinner. Loud male laughter drifted down the hall towards them. She could hear Fann's laughter among them.“The king gifted you a lass who has been sequestered since the cusp of womanhood?” More laughter. The maid’s steps faltered and she glanced back at Eleanor before hurrying forward as if attempting to get them to the hall before the men could say too much more. They were laughing and talking over each other but Eleanor could still make out much of what was said.“Did she faint dead away when she learned what a poking by her new husband entailed?”“She looked just a wisp of a thing, how did she survive your wedding night!”“Surly he could have found someone better prepared to your penchant for afflictive rutting!” Eleanor swallowed, her hands clasped to her stomach. “How did he think an innocent thing like that could ever s
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Chapter 10
Eleanor woke slowly the next morning to the sound of birds and the laughter of children. She smiled to herself and stretched comfortably on the soft bed, then sat up with a start and looked around the room.After Fann had left her last night, she’d struggled to move the settee back near the fire and covered it with furs. She’d changed herself into a wonderfully soft night dress and curled up on the settee, leaving Fann the bed. Obviously, he had moved her because she, and the furs, were tucked up on one side of the bed. The other side had definitely been slept on, but it was now empty. Bread and honey were on the table by the settee for her to break her fast. Eleanor got up and padded over to the window, pulling back the fur to let in the sunshine. Everything about this was different from waking up in the abbey. She felt rested for one thing, even the settee had been more comfortable than her pallet at the abbey with it’s prickly straw mattress and scratchy, patched blankets. The tol
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