Masuk“I’m going to tell you what I have in mind,” he murmured. “First you’re going to strip down until you’re completely naked,” he whispered against her ear. “Then I’m going to tie you up so you’re completely powerless and subject to my every whim.” “Mmm, sounds good so far,” she murmured. “Then I’m going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I’m going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it’s rosy with my marks.” She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. “And then I’m going to f**k your mouth. But I won’t cum. Not yet. When I’m close, I’ll flog you again until your ass is burning and you’re on fire with the need for relief. And then I’m going to f**k that ass. I’m going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won’t be gentle. Not tonight. I’m going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I’m going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
Lihat lebih banyak“To protect you.”“Oh.”She didn’t know what to say to that. Somehow she had just maneuvered herself into a trap. She knew it.“I’d say ’tis hard to protect a lass if she’s out running all over the highlands on foot, wouldn’t you say?”She scowled, unhappy with the direction this conversation was headed.“I release you from his promise,” she declared.He shook his head, a smile lifting the corners of his mouth. Shocked, she stared transfixed at the change such a gesture wrought on his features. My, but he was quite handsome. Really handsome. And he looked younger, not as hardened, though she’d seen the scars, so she knew he was anything but soft. Nay, he was a warrior. There was no telling how many men he’d killed in battle. Why, he could probably snap someone’s neck with his fingers. Certainly hers.The thought had her reaching up to cover her throat.“Only Crispen can release me from that promise, lass. As I’m sure he told you, a Woods always keeps his word.”Glumly, she remembered
“Then I’ll discuss the matter with your laird and only your laird,” Mary said firmly. She hoped that by injecting enough strength into her voice she’d make the other woman back down. Gertie still rolled her eyes and resumed tending her fire.“Can you take me to him?” Mary asked Christina as she rose from the stool. “I really must speak to him right away.”“Of course, Lady,” Christina said in her sweet voice. “I was instructed to take you to him the moment you finished eating.”The food Mary had just consumed swirled in her gut like sour ale.“Are you nervous?” Christina asked as they descended the steps from the keep. “You have no reason to be. The laird seems gruff, and he can be stern when crossed, but he’s fair and very evenhanded with our clan.”The part that Christina left out was that Mary wasn’t part of the Woods clan, which meant that any policies about fair and evenhanded didn’t apply. But she had saved Crispen, and it was obvious that the laird loved his son. She held on to
Mary awoke with the knowledge that she wasn’t alone in the tiny chamber she’d been sleeping in. Her nape prickled and she carefully opened one eye to see Edward Woods standing in the doorway.Sunlight peeked through the window, penetrating the gap in the furs. The light somehow made him more ominous than if he stood cloaked in darkness. In the light, she could see how big he was. He made a menacing portrait, framed by the doorway he barely fit through.“Pardon the intrusion,” Edward said in a gruff voice. “I was trying to locate my son.”It was then, as she followed his gaze to the bundle beside her, that she realized Crispen had crawled into her bed during the night. He was snuggled firmly into her side, the covers pulled tight to his neck.“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize …,” she began.“Since I tucked him into my bed last night, I’m sure you didn’t realize,” he said dryly. “ ’Tis apparent he made the move during the night.”She started to move, but Edward held up a hand. “Nay, don’t wa
Crispen’s brow creased as he struggled with whether he could divulge such information without breaking his promise.“I won’t ask her name again,” Edward said solemnly.Looking relieved, Crispen pursed his lips and then said, “The men took her from the abbey. She didn’t want to be with them. I saw them bring her into the camp.”“God’s teeth, she’s a nun?” Edward exclaimed.Alan shook his head adamantly. “If that woman is a nun, then I’m a monk.”“Can you marry a nun?” Crispen asked.“Why on earth would you ask a question like that?” Edward demanded.“Duncan Cameron wanted to marry her. If she’s a nun, he can’t, can he?”Edward straightened and shot Alan a fierce look. Then he turned to Crispen, trying to keep his reaction calm so that he didn’t frighten his son.“The men you tried to steal the horse from. Were they Cameron soldiers? Were they the ones who took the woman from the abbey?”Crispen nodded solemnly. “They took us to Laird Cameron. He tried to make … her … marry him, but she
“I won’t hurt her, lad,” Alan said softly.He knelt down and brushed aside the hair from her face and realized she was unconscious. There was a bruise on one cheek, but otherwise she didn’t look injured.“Where is she hurt?” he asked Crispen.Tears filled Crispen’s eyes, and he wiped hastily at the
Mary stroked his hair as his warm breath blew over her breast. He sounded so much older than his tender years. And so proud.“I escaped and hid in the cart of a traveling merchant. I rode for a day before he discovered me.” He tilted his head up, bumping her sore jaw again. “Where are we, Mary?” he
She curled gratefully into the warmth of the blanket, uncaring that the stones and sticks on the ground dug into her skin. Laird Cameron. She’d heard talk of him from the soldiers who drifted in and out of the abbey. He was a ruthless man. Greedy and eager to add to his growing power. It was rumore
A young woman in her early twenties with a nice body shape knelt down on the floor and bowed her head in prayer. Her hand slipped to the small cross hanging from a bit of leather around her neck, and her thumb rubbed a familiar path over the now smooth surface.For several long minutes, she whisper






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