Bought By The Highlander (Scottish Highlander Romance)

by Kaley McCormick

  I heard the hooves in the distance and then I saw him, as big as life coming across the field. He came to a stop in front of me, jumped down and dusted himself off. He was crossing the threshold and he grazed right by me. I think that he did it on purpose to prove to himself that he still had it in him to seduce a woman.

  We gathered at the dinner table and he dug into the food on his plate. He watched me out of the corner of his eye. “I don’t suppose that you have something to tell me?” There was no reason to say anything with words, when actions would suffice to make my point abundantly clear.

  I used the napkin to dab at his lips. I kissed him and took his hand to lead him to the heaven of his own bed. I opened the door and he abruptly turned me, so that he could hold me by the waist and give me that look. He walked towards me and I backed away, until I was forced onto the bed. He stared me down and like a wilting flower; I gave myself to him willingly. He was not the same man, as last night and I couldn’t be happier.

  I saw him strip and he came after me completely naked with this cock hard and ready to show me the kind of man that he was. It was ramrod stiff and it had what appeared to be a life of its own. “I think that you should be well aware of what you’re getting, before you make any decisions.” He was essentially saying that we had to find out if we were compatible in bed, before we could pursue other matters.

  Taking off my clothes, he revealed to his eyes the product of his lust. He couldn’t take his eyes off me. He pushed my breasts together, licking from one to the other, before concentrating on the one on the left. Whatever he was doing was being translated between my legs and I was already juicy and ready for the insertion of his hot tool.

  “I want you to take me down to your paradise. I just want to play with you. I got my mind on your body and your body on my mind. I want to make your body sigh with heavy expressions of enjoyment. Nicole, I see a cherry and I need to take a bite.” He obviously wanted to reciprocate in kind for what I did to him yesterday. I’d already decided that I was going to be with him. I just didn’t tell him in words. He didn’t need to hear them and I think that he understood exactly what I was getting at.

  “Evan, you took me by surprise and I never thought that I would find the man of my dreams this way. I guess god does work in mysterious ways.” Evan and his naked body was mine and I was not going to let go. I had suffered long enough with my father and this was my reward.

  “I think it’s time that I give you something for what you did for me. I’m not just talking about what we did in the kitchen, although that was very much unexpected. I don’t even know how to convey to you how much that meant to me. Do you know that I had to sit there for some time to compose myself? I don’t even know how long it was, but I finally found enough strength to carry myself up to bed. I was tempted to knock on your door, but your words were still ringing in my ears.” He moved me to the center of the bed and then he grabbed me and pulled me, until my pussy was connected to his mouth.

  He tentatively touched me with the tip of his tongue, inserting it just a little bit to give me an idea of what I was going to go through. “You have turned my world upside down. You’re my rock and I wish that every woman could find someone like you for themselves. Unfortunately for them, you are taken, until death do us part.” I think my intentions were clear and before I would be impregnated, I would need a certain type of commitment to seal the deal.

  That same tongue was getting deeper and I was hunching forward to make sure that he wasn’t going anywhere. I needn’t worry, because it didn’t seem that he wanted to relinquish his spot. He was happy where he was and he was not going to stop, until I was the one on the receiving end this time. “You need to show some attention to my clit.” I showed him where it was, the protruding bud calling to his eager little mouth. He smiled between my legs, before placing his lips over top of it and making it disappear from view. “Fuck…fuck…you’re pretty good for somebody that doesn’t appear all that… experienced. A little faster and use the tip of your tongue at the same time… YESSSSS.” I lifted my pelvis into the air, while holding him down with my hands.

  I could hear his muffled expression and the way that his eyes seem to grow with intensity. He wanted me to let go and I think that I was smothering him. I finally sank back to the mattress, until finally he was hovering over me with the head of his cock touching my sex. My lips were already swollen from the expertise with his mouth. I easily accepted what he wanted to give me. Each individual inch made me cry out and he was making it last for, as long as possible. The first stroke had taken one solid minute.

  “Evan, I really didn’t think that you…had it in you. I don’t want to make a fuss, but I think I’m crazy for you. I think we have a date with destiny and this is not just a little crush. Every time you touch me it’s not like anything that I can compare to.” When I came, my body was lifted from the mattress, but he was forced feeding me his injection of meat. I writhed and turned and screamed obscenities in his face the entire time that he was fucking me.

  He reached for something and then he presented me with a ring. I think I knew that this was his way of making this legit. I accepted his proposal. He moved with a pace that was a little erratic. “Everything I do…depends on you, Nicole. I would never try to trick you and I knew that I was taking a risk by telling you the truth. I thought that I owed you that.” He really didn’t owe me anything, but for him to think otherwise made him willing to see it from my point of view.

  “We need to make this one of the best orgasms of your life, Evan.” The Johnson family was known for their meat products and their fortune was built on it. I had my own piece of meat and this guy knew exactly how to use what god gave him. This was not someone that was just going through the motions for his own pleasures. He wanted me to be there with him. This was a testament to the kind of man that I had gotten involved with. “Let me get into the saddle and show you how it’s done.” Before he had a chance to react, I had shifted slightly and made it possible for me to put him underneath me

  “I’m not sure that I’m comfortable with this position. Maybe if you… Jesus… fuck me.” He didn’t get a chance to finish what he had to say. I had slipped back down his pole, using my inner muscles to massage his length in a very profound way. There was nothing subtle about my holes craving for his cock. It had a mind of its own and I was allowing her to take what she wanted. There was no denying that there was a chemistry between us and that was pretty damn clear from everything that we had done up to this point.

  Planting my knees on either side of him, I began to move with him. He had no idea how to control his own libido, so I was going to have to help him along. “I’ll know when you are ready.” He didn’t know that I understood a man’s body, almost as good as they did. Sex was a subject that I wanted to learn about. I’d found several willing young men that were quite eager to teach me the finer points. It was only after I had a chat with a neighbor that I began to realize that my preconceived notions were false. She taught me what I needed to know. Seducing someone was all in the head. You seduced with your words and your body followed suit.

  I grinded in a circle to make sure that he was giving me what I needed. My clit was constantly touched on. It was being given a unique form of attention. That kind of stimulus was the perfect way to make me see stars.

  “Bite my nipple… God damn it…bite it…bite it…AHHHHHH” I didn’t know if he was going to answer the call, but then his teeth grabbed onto one of them. I was out of it, thrashing back and forth and screaming, so loud that I thought for sure that I was going to make Evan death.

  The ecstasy that I felt was nothing compared to the look on his face. His seed splashed against my womb and I took the brunt of his attack with a smile on my face. We lie in each other’s arms and listened to each other breathing.

  It was confirmed by the Dr. in town that I was pregnant. We broke the news to his mother and she was tickled pink. I could see that Brandt wasn’t happy and he was fuming in th
e corner with his finger itching to grab the trigger of his gun.

  I was going to tell my father, but then I realized that he was only holding me back. I cut him from my life and I live with my new husband with a baby on the way and enough money to live on for the rest of our lives. I really couldn’t ask for more.

  THE END

  Possessed by the Cowboy Werewolf

  Chapter 1

  Tomas Baker wasn't your average cowboy. He was a wolf shifter who happened to own a few million acres of a cattle ranch, his family had the mineral rights on the back part of their land and got rich from the oil that had been discovered when he was a kid. His parents had been killed by poachers during a full moon when they'd shifted and ran free on their land. Thinking them regular wolves, they'd killed them and skinned them for their hides. He'd never discovered who had been responsible and it had always been a sore spot with him. While wolves didn't have to shift during a full moon, the pull to do it and run free was overwhelming at times and they often gave in to their natural state, especially under high stress.

  His family had broken away from the pack before the oil had been discovered on their property, but they'd been after him ever since to rejoin the pack, even offering one of the pack leader's daughters as a prize mate under his nose as an incentive. He always felt they were after his family's money, and it had made him ignore them. But it sure got lonely out here sometimes.

  With all his money, he couldn't buy love and he wouldn't pick a woman he couldn't trust with his most sacred secret. If she couldn't know he was a wolf, he couldn't pick her as his mate. There was too much risk of exposure, plus any children they'd have would be shifters. Better to wait for the right woman and just be lonely in the meantime.

  He was out today in the cold chilly weather, trying to fix a fence some of the cows had broken down in the chunk of pasture he had them in. His foreman had spotted it, but he had enough cattle there was other places that needed mended today too. He might be rich, but he wasn't lazy. He liked going back to his roots and working on his ranch the old fashioned way. Even if it meant freezing his tail off while fixing a broken fence and wooden post.

  Pulling his hat off his head he hit his leg with it while he was thinking. Looking up the sky, he figured they were in for a particularly nasty storm here. Whether it would be rain or snow, he couldn't tell yet, but he knew he had to get these fences all fixed before the weather hit.

  He was working on the fence that backed to the highway that turned off to his property. A couple miles from the house, they didn't get much traffic out on this road, but he still didn't want his cattle in the highway where a car might hit them. They were valuable, not to mention the damage they'd do to a person's car or truck.

  He saw a blue truck driving down the road, slow way down and then turn down the road that went up to his house. He waited a few minutes and was confused. He put his hat back on his head and jumped on the four wheeler he'd used to pull out the trailer of fencing items he'd needed and pulled up to his house shortly after.

  The woman in the truck had her head down and was texting on her phone. She had dark wavy hair and he couldn't see her face. She sat in the truck for a few more moments with her head down, so he went up and knocked on the window. She dropped her phone in her lap and jumped from surprise, not expecting anyone to surprise her.

  Their eyes met and he felt like he was drowning. She had the greenest eyes he'd ever seen. Her little button nose and red mouth had him wondering what it would be like to kiss her. She had a small smattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose and as far as he could tell, she wasn't wearing any makeup. She smiled at him and opened her truck door to face him.

  "Sorry about that, I was making sure I was at the right address. I'm Lydia Peterson, I was trying to reach you by phone for the last week, but you hadn't returned any of my calls. I have some paperwork I need you to sign." She told him and grabbed a packet off the seat of her truck. "It's just normal legal stuff, I can go over it with you if you want, assuming you're Tomas Baker."

  "I'm Tomas." He replied automatically, and just stared down at her. He could smell the shifter on her, she wasn't just human. A sly smile curved his lips, he'd listen to her go on about the paperwork, but not yet. "However, I have a fence to finish. Tell you what, you go out to dinner with me tonight and I'll listen to what you have to say about that there paperwork."

  "Uhhh, well Mr. Baker, I can't really do that, I'm not on the clock in the evening, and I'm just a paralegal, I can explain the paperwork to you and get you to sign it, but I can't really do anything extra." She said, her cheeks going a little red as she tried to make excuses to get out of it.

  "Tomas, please." He said and leaned closer, to smell her. He didn't even bother to pretend he was human with her. The shifter on her was so obvious it had his wolf inside his brain howling with delight at the potential playmate. Yep. He was screwed. So he wasn't going to cooperate even an inch if she wouldn't play along with his wolf.

  "Okay, Tomas, I'm not sure a date is such a good idea." She started to say and then he cut her off.

  "Who said anything about a date, I was pretty sure I said dinner." He raised a brow at her and almost laughed when her cheeks flamed red. "What, you have an angry husband or boyfriend at home who won't let you have a business meeting?"

  "No, I'm single." She said automatically and then brought her hand up over her face before she could stop it. "Okay, look, if you're not willing to take the time now, how about I come back when it's convenient for you, or you come to my office when you have time."

  "I'll give you two hours of my time tonight. Over dinner. Mack's Steak House, I'll be there at seven. If you don't bother to show up, I'm not signing the papers, I don't care what they are." He told her and tipped his hat before going back over to his four wheeler and driving back out to the fence to finish fixing it.

  He left Lydia standing there, staring at him. He could feel her eyes on his back until he'd gotten over the ridge from his house and went down into the lower part of the valley of his pasture. He was amused. He didn't know what he intended to do with her once he got her out to dinner, but his wolf certainly had some animalistic ideas that would probably have poor Lydia blushing all the way to her toes if she could read his mind.

  Whistling while he worked, he finished fixing his fence before going back to the house to prepare for their dinner... non-date.

  Chapter 2

  Lydia could not believe she was going out to dinner with Tomas. Granted, he looked like a hotter version of some kind of fireman hunk that should be in a calendar for women with a hose and red hat, but still. He looked good enough to eat and it made her cat purr. Being a cat shifter, she could smell the wolf on him. They shouldn't even be compatible. They weren't the same shifting species, yet something about this man had her cat arching her mental back and wanting to play.

  Down kitty. Lydia told herself. He made it clear it was a business deal. Not a date, not that she totally believed him. The energy he was putting off made his arousal clear as day. She could smell it on him. If they ended up alone, she knew nothing about this was innocent. All she needed was to get those papers signed, trying to keep this as professional as she could, she made sure she wore a business suit to the dinner tonight. Pants. Shoes. Layers of clothes. Not a dress. Nothing she could easily take off. Keep her hands to herself. She was determined to just get the papers signed and be done with it.

  His parent's had left a portion of money from the oil field to the pack. She just needed him to sign that he understood and could make the monthly donation to their funds. They'd left the pack, but had always had family obligations to their roots and had felt obligated to take care of their own. Tomas wasn't the kind of money hungry man who'd contest this. From everything she'd learned about him he was a billionaire who lived like an average farmer and didn't waste money. He didn't have the most expensive house or truck, he wore regular clothes, but he did pay his people well who worked for him.

  Putti
ng on a touch of lip gloss and some mascara as her only adornment, she checked her gold watch and realized she was going to be late if she didn't get her butt out of the door now. She rented a room from her grandmother and lived above the garage. She really didn't need to live with her grandma, but it was the only way she could take care of her and keep an eye on her without making it obvious that she was doing it for her grandma's well being, rather than her own. She didn't care what people thought about her, but her grandma needed her. Her parents were off doing their own thing now that they'd gotten divorced and grandma was the only family she had left right now. Okay, so maybe she needed her grandma a little bit too. Smiling as she locked the door and walked down the steps to her truck that was parked in the alleyway off the garage, she started the car and got in.

  She drove to Mack's Steak House and found a parking spot. She'd heard about this place, but had never eaten here before. Walking inside, she checked her watch again. She was a few minutes late, but she thought he'd still be there. The place was fancy. She wouldn't have been able to afford this place on her paralegal income without saving up for it. Deciding she'd just get a small salad and drink water, she let her eyes search the room until she found Tomas sitting in a quiet booth against the back wall. Walking over to him, she sat down and looked at him.

  "Hi," She said, sliding into the booth and set the documents on the table for him to look at. A few minutes later the waiter came over to get her drink order. "Just water, thanks."

  "Don't worry about dinner, my treat." He told her and fingered the folder on the table before pushing it away. "I'll look at this over dessert."

  "You intend to keep me here as long as possible, don't you?" Lydia asked him her eyes narrowing. Inside her, her cat was purring happily at the idea of being near Tomas, though Lydia on the outside felt like the smartest thing to do was run as fast as she could. He was dangerous. He could break her heart. Everything about him screamed animal magnetism and she wanted to see if he tasted as good as he looked. Quickly grabbing her water and drinking a big gulp she tried to forget those kind of thoughts and focus on the task at hand. Getting through this meal and getting the papers signed.