Brock: A Bad Boy Romance

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by Amy Kyle


  He looked up at her. “What changed your mind about that?” He asked her.

  “I told you I talked to my mother many times in the past about this subject. There have been some people who have asked my hand in marriage. I talked to my mother about who I wanted in my life, not by name, mind you. But I explained to her that I wanted to love the person I would finally say yes to. I didn’t expect her to actually go along with my thoughts at first. But she had understood. She told me how she had waited for my father, that she hadn’t loved anyone but him. She had been asked to be married about 4 times before my father approached her. It was a long and beautiful story honestly. One day she will share the story with you I’m quite sure.” Kyla said to him.

  “Does that mean you will give me your hand in marriage?” Aiden asked.

  “Yes it does. Please don’t break my heart though and leave again.” Kyla commented.

  Aiden kissed her quickly on the lips. “You’ve just made me the happiness man in the world! I will never leave your side.” Aiden stated. “But I really must ask your father for your hand in marriage too.” Aiden commented.

  Kyla laughed. “You can do that, but I know exactly what he will say to you.” She said.

  “What will he say?” Aiden looked puzzled.

  “He’ll tell you it is up to me. I’m his little girl still even at my age. Whatever my little girl wants is what she will get! That’s what he will say!” Kyla stated.

  Aiden laughed. “Well let me go and ask anyway. That way I know I did this the right way.”

  “If that was the case why didn’t you ask him first then?” Kyla asked him.

  “Because I know what he’ll say too. Remember I’ve known you since you were 4 years old. You were always a stubborn girl!” Aiden laughed.

  Kyla smacked his arm. “That’s not very nice.”

  “It is honest though, and from now on I will always be honest with you. I am so sorry that I’ve stolen so many years from us out of my fear. Let me work to make your life the best ever from now on though.” Aiden said.

  Kyla kissed him on the cheek. “Go ask my father. Maybe we can have the wedding at the feast!” She said.

  Aiden went off to ask the King about Kyla’s hand in marriage. She had called it right; the King did say it was up to Kyla. So Aiden went off and told her the news.

  “I must go and talk to him about the wedding!” Kyla said. She gave Aiden a kiss on the lips lightly and said good bye.

  He watched her walk off and smiled.

  Chapter 9

  “Father can we have the wedding at the feast?” Kyla barged in on her mother and father in the living room.

  “I told you he asked me.” Her father turned and said to her mother.

  “So I take it you said yes!” Her mother smiled up at Kyla.

  Kyla smiled at her parents. “Yes I did. So can we have the wedding then?” She asked again.

  “Isn’t that a bit quick?” Her father asked.

  “Thomas, she’s waited for 5 years don’t you think this is perfect timing?” Her mother said to her father.

  He looked over at Kyla and said. “So this is the reason why? I don’t see why we can’t have it then.” He stated.

  “Can I go tell him?” Kyla asked.

  “No you need to get ready and you aren’t supposed to see him the night before. Let’s stick to a few traditions. I’ll have one of the men tell him the news.” Her father said.

  “Yes father.” Kyla said and smiled.

  “Let’s go and get my dress out, I think it will fit you nicely for tomorrow.” Her mother got up and took Kyla up the stairs.

  The rest of the night went by quickly and soon she was laying down for her last night as a single woman. Kyla was happy to finally know that her and Aiden would be together for the rest of their lives. She had to laugh about the misunderstanding they had so many years ago now. But it also made her sad to think about the wasted time as well.

  “Tomorrow I’ll be his wife!” She smiled and shut her eyes for the night.

  **

  They stood beside each other, listening to the vows and answering them. Kyla’s heart beat a speedy and happy melody. “I do.” She said.

  Aiden held her hand and placed the ring he had received from his mother on Kyla’s hand. “With this ring I do thee wed.” He said.

  “You may now kiss the bride.” The preacher said.

  As they kissed she could hear the cheering in the background. “I love you Kyla.” Aiden said as he pulled his lips off of hers.

  “I love you too Aiden.” She said.

  “How long do we have to stay at the party though? I would love to take you anywhere away from this crowd and catch up on the years!” He said, he eyes showing the lust he felt.

  Kyla felt her heart speed up once more. Her body reacted to his words and she felt her lower region get hotter. “I think we should stay a little bit. But remember since they are also celebrating the return of Colin, we won’t be the only focus of the night!” She whispered to him.

  “I hope everyone focuses on him more than us.” Aiden kissed her deeply again.

  “Well maybe my father will be sure to make people look at Colin more than us!” Kyla stated.

  “We can only hope!” Aiden stated.

  To them both it seemed like forever before people stopped approaching them and telling them congratulations. But finally, it seemed like it might be clear to sneak out of the castle. “Come on.” Kyla grabbed his hand and led him away.

  “Where are we going?” Aiden asked.

  She whispered something in his ear that made him turn red, but he followed along anyway. He had a smile on his face.

  Getting to her room she closes the door behind him. She moved to him and kissed him. “I’m so happy to finally be your wife.” She said.

  “I love you Kyla.” He kissed her back.

  “Make love to me.” She said. “I don’t want to wait any longer.”

  He removed her dress and looked at her naked body and appreciated what he saw. “You are so lovely Kyla.” He touched her breasts lightly. She arched her back at the electricity she felt when he touched her.

  Aiden kissed her hard again and drove his tongue into her mouth. She moaned loudly as their tongues wrestled. His hand roamed down and he lightly touched her nether region lips with his finger tip. He slipped the finger into her and she moaned again.

  Aiden pushed her down on the bed and lowered his body on top of her. He pushed his hard member slowly into her pussy. As he moved in slowly he felt her walls squeezed hard against his cock.

  “Oh that feels so good.” She said.

  He pushed forward slowly and felt something blocking him. He knew that this might hurt her a little bit. So he kissed her and tried to keep her mind off of the pain. As he thrust into her deeply and broke her hymen he heard her take a deep breath in.

  “Are you okay?” He stopped and asked.

  “Yes I’m fine now. Just make love to me.” She said.

  Aiden thrust into her quicker now and Kyla came up with her hips matching his thrusts. Soon they were both breathing hard and panting. She screamed out as he rubbed her clitoris as he thrust into her again. Kyla climaxed and Aiden felt the pussy walls squeezed him even tighter as they throbbed from her orgasm.

  “I can’t hold back much longer.” He said to her. She moved her hips up and went faster with her motions. Soon he moaned out her name as his orgasm hit him. “Oh Kyla.”

  He lay on top of her not wanting to remove his dick from the warmth of her sex. Soon his body was hard once more and he continued to make love to her for a few hours.

  “I’m sorry I left before without saying anything. I will never leave you again. I love you Kayla.” Aide said as he felt his body release more juices into her.

  “I love you too Aiden. I always have, it just took far too long to realize it fully.” Kyla admitted.

  THE END

  Possessed by Highlander

  Chapter 1


  Caitlin stands ready to spar with her best friend Kelvin. They’ve known each other all their lives, but they have never gone beyond the friendship that they have formed. They came close several times, but there was something holding them back. They talked about it at length and they came to the conclusion that they would be ruining what they already had for something that was most likely fleeting.

  “I hope that you are ready for this little one. I’m through playing with kid gloves. We’ve been doing this dance for a long time and I’ve been holding back in hopes of not hurting you. I’ve seen some remarkable progress and you have a real knack of predicting somebody’s moves. You also have this uncanny ability of using a man’s obvious weight advantage against him.” Kelvin could never get over his infatuation of Caitlin. He wanted, so much more, but he knew the writing on the wall. They were friends and that was all that they were going to be. He accepted that and was glad to still have her in his life.

  “I’m ready for whatever you have to dish out. I’ve told you before and I’ll tell you again that I’m not very happy with the way that my people are treating me. I want to be in the thick of things, battling beside them, until there is blood soaking into the ground. I want to stand victorious with my sword raised in the air with the rest of the warriors.” “I’ve known for quite some time that he has been holding back, but I was afraid of what would happen if I allowed him to unleash the full force of his skills. I wanted to be one of those that are able to stand and tell their stories of battling to the finish. I look at Kelvin and I see that he’s grown into quite the specimen of man.”

  “You claim that you are better than most men and I am inclined to believe you little one.” He had always called her that from the moment that they met when they were children. He could never get out of the habit, having no idea that Caitlin liked the idea that he found her to be pure, as the driven snow. His moniker of little one was meant as a compliment. He had no idea how close to the truth he was. Nobody really knew what lie underneath the bosom of a woman the looked like you could break her into a million pieces. “I’m through giving you lessons. It’s time that we put this to the test.” Kelvin had on his family colors of a red and black tartan. He also had the crest of the wolf head in gold around his waist.

  As for Caitlin, she wore a frumpy frock that she had altered to make it easier to fight. Her parents had been lost at sea and she had one brother that was never the same after he came back from battle. He muttered underneath his breath constantly, swinging widely in the night with nightmares that made her realize that he had seen things that nobody should.

  It took awhile for her to actually pick up a sword and be able to carry it with the grace of a warrior. She practiced every day, putting her body through its limits and beyond. She liked having power in the palm of her hand, but she knew that they would never accept her, as an equal on the battlefield. It didn’t matter. What mattered the most was what she thought about herself. Those that knew her felt that she was a woman of independence. What they didn’t realize was that she had no desire to care for a man. She wanted something else, but what that could be was still a mystery. She did crave everlasting love, but that was, as mythical as the unicorn.

  “I’ve been training for this day for, as long as I can remember. I’ve been waiting for the moment that I can finally show myself and not be ridiculed for carrying a sword. There are very few women that know how to fight.” “I may not want a man to cower to, but I would like somebody that I can stand with against overwhelming odds. I don’t want a man to think that they need to take care of me, when I am more than capable of taking care of myself. I looked at Kelvin and I see regret for not taking the bull by the horns and doing something about this attraction.”

  “Don’t say that I didn’t warn you. What I’ve taught you already is enough to keep yourself from being killed. Unfortunately, in battle there are too many variables that you have to account for.” They were away from the prying eyes of others. In the field, they were able to let themselves go and enjoy the thrilling moment where one of them would be supreme over the other. “I know that you have the tools, but let’s see if you can truly utilize them when you need them the most.” He had to admit that he enjoyed sparring with Caitlin. He swung the sword and was quite amazed that she was able to lift such a heavy object on her own.

  The clang of the metal felt like they were really fighting to the death. He moved to thrust forward, but she swung her sword around to deny him his target. They were enjoying the early morning hour, taking solace in the fact that everybody else was most likely sleeping. They had never been discovered and they hoped that they never would be. The sound of healthy competition was in the air. Those wildlife that were around came to witness the spectacle in front of their eyes. They did not interfere. It was not lost on either Kelvin or Caitlin but they had garnered an audience once again.

  “Is that the best that you’ve got? You’re supposed to be this big strong intimidating man. Show me what you would do if somebody was about to try to kill you.” She was breathing heavy, taxing her lungs with the exertion of what she was putting herself through. “I really don’t know how much more I can take of this. We’ve already surpassed the 10 minute mark that we usually do. I know that he’s testing me, but I think that he’s waiting for a chink in my armor.” Every time she moved, that slit up the side of the grayish white dress would show off her porcelain and creamy skin.

  Kelvin was looking at her, but not as an enemy, but as a potential love conquest. He would have enjoyed making her succumb to his baser instincts, but this was, as far as he was going to get with physical contact. It did distract him from the object of his desire, as she wielded that sword with a speed that did not seem possible by a female form. She may have been breathing heavy and her face was flushed, but she did not give up.

  “I’ll let you know when I’m ready to give up, but I think that it will be a cold day in hell when that happens. Little one, you show potential and I believe that you would surprise many. The way that you have been drawn to the sword is a testament to your late father Shamus. I had the fortune of standing with him on the battlefield and his blood lust for vengeance was very much evident in his eyes. I see that same fire in yours.” What he didn’t want to say was that he could translate that into the bedroom. He could make her yearn for his touch, but he was not going to take the risk of alienating her.

  Licking his lips and staring at her naked thigh was his final downfall. He had stopped all momentum, unable to take his eyes off the prize. Her sword swung his around and before he had a chance to counterattack, his sword was flying and landing near a tree several feet away. She stepped forward and swept him off his feet by moving her leg to the back of his and collapsing his knee. He was down at her mercy with that sword and the steel of the blade digging into his skin. There was a trickle of blood that landed on the blade. Caitlin took it away and used her fingers to smear it across her face.

  “I don’t think that it’s fair that you look like that. I will say that others will have the same problem. They won’t know how to take you and the element of surprise is going to be your best weapon of all.” He touched the wound, but it was merely a nick and nothing to really worry about.

  “I see your point. They will never suspect that I have skills with a sword. They will laugh heartily at my expense and that will be the last thing that they ever do. They will pass on to another life, cursing themselves for allowing their misconceptions to get the best of them.” I had heard through the Grapevine that there was something going to happen a few miles to the west. It was only ravings of the drunk, but I’d learned that there is always a semblance of truth in any story.” Caitlin felt bad that she had bested Calvin and did not want to be the cause of bruising his delicate male ego. She also felt exhilarated and that adrenaline pumping through her veins was enough to make her want to do it again.

  “You do know that I’m going to want a rematch, as soon as possible. I’m not suggesting that we do it rig
ht now, as we need to get back to the village, before they know we are missing. We’ve been gone a little longer than our usual time. I blame myself for that. I wanted to push you past your own endurance and I think that I accomplished that.” He was a little hurt that he had allowed her to step inside his private space. He had always prided himself on knowing his surroundings. The one thing that he was good at was knowing how the other man was going to think. That was the main problem. Caitlin was not a man and she had those feminine curves and sexual openness that made it impossible not to want more than just a passing glance.

  Chapter 2

  Caitlin had everything prepared and to avoid detection, she had wrapped her flaxen locks underneath a plain scarf of her own making. She did not want to be questioned by the sentry that most likely would be in the area. If this was really going to happen, then whoever was coming from the west was going to walk into a trap. It was primarily an ambush and she did not think that it was fair or just. A fair fight was one on one and to do otherwise would be dishonorable.

  “I stand here and look over the countryside. I know that I am in the presence of what god built. I am insignificant. Anything that happens here today is a small ripple. It means absolutely nothing in the long run, but to me it means more than I can ever say to anybody. Kelvin may have a basic idea of how important this is to me, but I don’t think that he truly grasps the concept of a woman fighting alongside a man. It was not like I was stepping into new territory. Women from other clans had taken a step in the right direction.” Caitlin wore her family’s colors with a green and black tartan that covered the important parts. She wore that kilt with the pride of a highland warrior. She did not have anything underneath and one wrong move would make her subterfuge well known to those in the area.

 

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