The Highlander's Touch Novels & Stories

Chapter Ten Killian I wanted to just go in here and hold her, but I decided to keep my cool. I'm still Killian and this young woman wouldn't put me out of character. “Oh I'm sorry, I…. She apologised as she began to struggle to lay down her hair. I walked up to her gently, while she still struggled, I pulled her body towards me so that our bodies are now undoubtedly touching each other. I grabbed her hands softly but firmly from her hair, and I laid her hair down for her.

The separation of the two has never happened. Andy pushed the menu in front of Harris, "Choose a drink!" Harris waved his hand, "I don't drink anything; I have to go home after talking. Tonight, my company has a small party." Andy nodded when he heard that and assessed Harris, just like when they were still in love. Suddenly, Andy's hand reached out, wanting to touch his cheek. Harris jerked backward, the air thick with embarrassment. Andy curled his lips into a smile, narrowing his eyes, and gently stroked Harris' cheek with his thumb.

“And in that instant, I knew if I wanted to make your father suffer I would take what he prized most. You. “So this was revenge?” One time he nodded, “It was.” “And now?” He did not reply. Instead, he took one more step. Nearer. It seemed as though the space between us was shaking. He stretched up, slowly, and smoothed a stray strand of hair back behind my ear. My breath caught. I should have backed off. I should have screamed. But I didn’t. Something inside me broke, and I leaned, barely into his touch. His fingers lingered just a little too long.

There was just something about her hands and her entire being. She leaned into him and dropped her lips on his as she stroked him. She felt every corner and brought her other hand to his hair. It had grown a bit since their last meeting, giving him this highlander vibe. He grew bigger and bigger under her touch, and his groans got louder with each stroke as he gripped her hair harder and harder until he came. They looked at each other, each breathing noisily. Before she realized what was happening, he shoved her into the lake and joined her. In another second, her pant was swimming in the shallow water, and he was inside her.

He teased, I shrugged my shoulders and took the last swig of the glass. “Always, the Highlanders make the best scotch, period.” I calmly replied, knowing exactly what my Beta was getting at. “Enzo is very anxious today and I am not sure why, like something is coming.” I knew telling my Beta that was not going to put him at ease, but it was the only thing I had myself. Cohan shifted his weight and gave me a hesitated look. I pursed my lips at my friend and Beta and nodded in understanding at his reluctance to leave.

There, the deep cut from the neckline revealed a small gap in the snow-white, pearly skin. When he discovered that evil gaze, Lang Tinh was startled and used his hand to cover it. - What are you looking at? - I don't even want to see it because you're wearing that dress and it's showing it off in front of my eyes! - Older brother. Suddenly, Lang Tinh's legs were like boneless, soft and about to fall, but fortunately, Mac Vu reacted quickly and caught it. - You okay! - Pain. He rudely lifted her up, held her tightly in his firm hands, walked confidently, energetic, straight eyes still did not lose any coldness, she involuntarily looked up at her passionate face. that.

“You took me out for our first date and I had the same response when you kissed me.” Elliot didn’t say anything so I continued on. “It’s the same as that time. It’s just memories that have been burned into my skin,” I explained, setting the cup down and sighed heavily wanting to break this tension. “I might say that I’ve moved on from that moment in my past, but it’s different for the body when a touch recalls it and I get sucked back in. I’m also mad at myself that I hurt you that way and I was always scared that this would always happen. I don’t want you to be scared of me as well.”

The blanket slips from us as he travels higher, spreading my legs further apart. My heart skips a beat as I’m surprised at how pleasurable his touch feels. I guess I was expecting his touch to be ice cold, but as his hands move over my body, I feel a pleasant warm sensation seep through my skin. Cassy stirs, his touch reawakening her, getting her to lift her head curiously. ‘Mate,’ her whisper pervades my system, making my heart flip in my chest as she confirms my suspicion. Hendrick inches closer, his tongue sliding over my skin right above my pulsating artery.

He wears a leather tunic. He is sprightly, hopping out of the carriage and landing on the ground. I find myself staring at him. He heads straight for our Alpha and the two embrace, slapping each other's backs. "It's good to see you," Alpha Maxwell says. He has the energy of a pup, I think, rather than a distinguished grandfather like Alpha Nico. "You, too," Alpha Nico responds. "May I introduce my mate, Luna Tatiana." The Luna steps forwards and shakes hands with the visiting Alpha.

Until his heat presses into my chest. His thumb grazes my waist and I flinch, feeling the touch like a burn through my layers of clothing. His face is an icy, unreadable mask. The scar over his left eye seems to give off an almost golden glow. Coupled with that sharp jawline, the man almost looks ethereal — like he fell out of the sky unlike the rest of us. He presses closer until my front is completely plastered against his chest, until his fingers are digging into my hips. For someone who claims to be disgusted by my presence, Lachlan Montclair sure likes to touch me.