Celtic Love Knots Volume 3

by Susan M. Sailors, Tambra Kendall

  Her passion flared from the tone of Sloan's seductive, hypnotic voice. He removed the silky fabric that slid off her skin like the warm water from a hot spring. She should care that his skillful fingers unwrapped her like a precious gift, but she didn't. All she wanted was to feel this man inside her. The fear around her heart melted with each caress.

  "Do you not see that I am meant for you? I traveled across time to bring you where you belong, with me.” His hands skimmed the length of her body. His hungry lips kissed a pathway down her neck. The heat from his breath and the chilly air made her shiver. “You are mine, Kelly."

  His tongue flicked her nipple, then he closed his lips and suckled causing a deep pull within her womb. She gasped from the erotic sensation.

  Sloan's hand rolled and kneaded her other breast. He moved to provide attention to her other breast. Each nip and lick made her hotter, wetter. In that instant, her heart and soul lay bare. The depth of Sloan's emotion flowed into her being creating a strong invisible cord. The binding had begun.

  He took her hand and brought it to his cock. It twitched when her fingers gently wrapped around the thickness and squeezed. He groaned. “I want you, my beautiful one. See what you have done."

  The pad of her finger traced the large head of his penis. He stilled her hand.

  "Stop.” The word came out soft and strangled. Sloan kissed the tip of her nose then whispered a spell.

  An undulating breeze swirled around them, warm and sensual. It massaged her skin chasing away the dampness of the night.

  Sloan leaned down and kissed a trail down her stomach. The erotic feel of his hot breath made her heart pound but when he continued to her inner thighs, and stopped at her wet folds her pulse pounded loud in her ears. Her breath caught and stopped as he gently blew and parted her folds.

  His wicked tongue licked and sucked. Relentless in his pursuit, he continued to taste and tease her clit. Her muscles quivered and she arched as the tension escalated. She wasn't sure how much more she could stand.

  Desire, thick and raging consumed her until no coherent thought remained.

  Sloan positioned himself above her and nudged the tip of his cock at her opening. Once her body accepted him, he set a steady slow in-and-out rhythm, while he pushed farther in until he reached her maidenhead.

  Kelly grabbed his shoulders. “Do it, Sloan. Now.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and claimed his lips. Her legs encircled his waist and she rocked her hips urging him deeper.

  He thrust and broke through. Her body stiffened.

  "Shhh, ‘tis all right.” He inserted his finger and massaged and rubbed the sensitized nubbin until her body relaxed.

  The silky hardness of Sloan and the throb of his cock was the most decadent sensation she'd ever felt. Each time his slick flesh contacted hers the coil wound tighter and lower within her belly.

  His magical energy tugged at hers prolonging the culmination, increasing the euphoria, bonding his spirit to hers. In the depths of her soul, a deep searing heat left its mark. The intensity made her breath catch. With one powerful movement, the tip of Sloan grazed the spot that ached the most.

  Her body convulsed and shattered around his throbbing cock. His hot cum shooting inside caused another climax.

  She drew in deep breaths and slowly unlocked her legs from his waist. “That was amazing! When can we do it again?"

  The gray vapor dissolved leaving her exposed. She quickly tied the fabric as before.

  "Hurry. We leave for Domnu's Isle. My brother cannot touch us there.” Sloan lifted her from the stone to her feet.

  Her legs were unsteady. She clung to his arms so she wouldn't fall. “What did your brother do?"

  From the tone of Sloan's voice, it wasn't good. Sloan motioned for her to climb on his back.

  He broke into a jog and said, “Meara waits for us on a ship just beyond the grove."

  "Sloan, you didn't answer my question."

  He sighed. “Tavis thought if he had sex with a deity it would make him more powerful than me. He approached all of the Goddesses but none would have him for they could see into his black soul. Tavis let the darkness swallow him. The pantheon are discussing what to do with him for his evilness has caused a severe imbalance in the elements. I am afraid the deities will ask me to kill him."

  She kissed the curve of his neck. “I'm so sorry."

  A few minutes later, Sloan stopped and Kelly slid down his back. His ass looked so good she reached over and pinched a cheek.

  His expression was pleased but shocked. “Dragon's Breath! What are you about, woman?"

  She wanted to lighten his mood. “You're too tempting, Sloan.” Kelly giggled and walked up the wooden plank to the sturdy boat. Her body sensed Sloan right behind her.

  He led them to a padded wooden bench then settled her in his arms and said, “When we reach the monolith, we must make love again to strengthen our bond and to fulfill the bargain my clan made with the Goddess of the Deep, Domnu."

  Meara moved to Sloan's side. “The ground shakes from Tavis’ displeasure. I do not like this; he is not supposed to be this close to Domnu's Isle.” She returned to the bow scanning the dark horizon.

  Kelly looked into the heavens and thought about her petition to the Goddess. The deity had answered her plea to find her true love. Who knew he would be in the past? “Why did your clan bargain with Goddess Domnu?"

  He kissed the top of her head. “My people live by the sea and we needed her protection from Tavis and his influence on the unsavory residents of the Celtic realm. We adhere to the sacred sexual triad. The first time the lifeblood of the clan chief's eternal mate is spilled upon the sacrificial stone, the Goddess collects the pure gift. The second time, the location is the Goddess’ sacred island where we consummate beneath the Great Phallus to assure the health and fertility of our clan. The Phallus God who resides beneath the monolith absorbs the sexual juices. The last bonding is in my hut on the special bed I have made."

  Kelly shifted in Sloan's embrace. “This is terrific; I get to have sex beneath a giant dick.” She reached up to stroke his jaw with her fingertip marveling such a man was hers. The light touch ignited her desire for him. “By the Goddess, I've never wanted sex so much in all my life. You better hurry up or I'm going to toss you on the deck and ride you right here."

  He laughed and brushed the hair from her eyes but the sound of Meara's feet pounding on the planks caused him to pause.

  "We are about to reach the shore. Your brother's presence saturates the atmosphere. I will contact the Goddess about this breach. Hurry."

  "May The Dagda take his villainous hide and toss it to the Hellhounds.” Sloan pushed to his feet and reached for Kelly's hand. He made a fist and punched it in the air. They floated to the shoreline. “Come. The statue lies at the center of the island. Domnu protects this land and no one is allowed to walk upon this soil unless the Goddess has given permission. If Tavis has come here it would mean his death."

  Distracted by Sloan's magic, Kelly didn't listen closely. What he did was too fucking cool. She stood mesmerized. His voice broke her reverie.

  "Run, Kelly. We don't have much time."

  Ancient trees, thick and sturdy blurred as she tried to keep up with Sloan. A full, bright moon shone through the canopy. A salty wind tugged her hair whipping strands into her eyes. She swiped the loose tendrils with her hand and admired Sloan's ass from her position behind him.

  It didn't take long to reach the center of the isle. Kelly stopped beside Sloan and squealed as she came face-to-face with the icon. “That's the biggest pecker I've ever seen. You weren't lying when you said it was a giant phallus."

  Sloan chuckled and untied the sarong. He stood close and faced the six-foot penis. He guided her fingers to his cock.

  "Stroke me, Kelly. Make me burn for you."

  She caressed his shaft, gently squeezing, bringing him to full mast. Kelly traced her fingertips over the sensitive flesh of the head and smiled when she heard his mo
an of pleasure. She lowered to her knees and took him in her mouth. Her tongue swirled and licked his hard, throbbing cock.

  He gently pushed her away and moved close to the Fertility God. She placed her hand over his. Together they offered Sloan's life force to the God. As soon as the semen hit the stone, it evaporated with a hiss.

  Kelly laid her hand on Sloan's chest. “On your back; it's my turn."

  Sloan quickly obliged and held out his arms. She looked at him positioned between her legs. “I believe I'm going to like this position very much."

  "Kelly...” Sloan ground out her name.

  Watching his face, she lowered to her knees and only stopped to insert his rigid cock inside her. Ancient Power. It swelled with each beat of Sloan's heart beneath her fingers, strengthening the fragile bond.

  In slow, sensuous strokes, she rode him. Prickles of pleasure started low in her belly and tightened with every movement.

  Sloan groaned, wrapped his arms around Kelly and changed their positions. He gently took her wrists and held them above her head. Lithe and graceful his body undulated against hers.

  Delicious pressure surged to her hot, wet sex.

  "What have we here?"

  Sloan released Kelly's wrists. “Tavis! You have no business here."

  "But I do.” In a swift moment, he wrenched Kelly away from Sloan. “Before I die, I will have your woman. That is my revenge on you.” He tossed Kelly over his shoulder and ran.

  Kelly sensed Sloan's whirl of emotions from their growing connection. Fear, disgust and anger. Her mind connected with his and he said within her head, I will do all I can to protect you, but remember Tavis’ evil power is not stronger than our bond. You must stay focused.

  She tried to answer back, He may take me physically but I belong to you, Sloan.

  Kelly swallowed down the burning bile that rose in her throat. Her skin crawled with revulsion from the evil emanating from him. Everything within her said not to fight Tavis. She bounced painfully on his shoulder and was glad when he finally placed her on her feet again.

  He stopped at a small clearing and tied her wrists together. A quick toss of the thin magical rope and he secured her to a sturdy low-lying limb letting her feet touch the ground.

  Sloan thrust his hands summoning his magic then lunged at Tavis. Nothing happened.

  Dread settled in the pit of Kelly's stomach and she whispered, “Oh, shit, this isn't good."

  Tavis concentrated his energy into a ball and tossed it at Sloan, knocking the warrior to the ground.

  She screamed and thrashed, the bond cutting into her flesh. Sloan needs me!

  Tavis turned and touched the material that covered her breasts.

  "Get your hands off me!"

  "Kelly, are you well?” Sloan slowly rose on unsteady legs weaved toward her. An invisible barrier stopped him inches away. He cursed and pounded on the transparent barrier.

  Tavis laughed. “You both will do as I command.” He took Kelly's left nipple and rolled it between his thumb and forefinger.

  She pursed her lips and fought against the pain. Tears gathered at the corners of her eyes. Her body craved Sloan's touch.

  Tavis stopped tweaking her nipple and placed his hands on her legs.

  Kelly couldn't move. “You bastard! Let me go!"

  Tavis laughed and kneeled in front of her. Turning, he snapped his fingers releasing the barrier in front of Sloan.

  "Dear brother, you cannot reach your soulmate. I will now take what is yours and make it mine."

  Kelly swallowed the bile that rose in her throat. Tavis’ evil touch made her skin crawl.

  Her mind reached out to Sloan. We have to do something. Can we try to combine our power against Tavis? Did she see a flicker of hope in Sloan's eyes? On the count of two, we merge.

  One. Two. Now!

  Kelly summoned the feeling that engulfed her at the Giant Phallus and reached for Sloan.

  The sky lit around them and the ground shook.

  The bindings on Kelly's wrists loosened and Sloan regained control of himself.

  The Goddess Domnu and Cernunnos, the Fertility God, approached and from what Kelly could see, they were pissed.

  Domnu made a fist and Tavis began to choke. “I gave you everything and you repay my generosity by interrupting a sacred, blessed ritual. Be gone from my sight.” The deity tossed him over the ragged cliff into the dark water.

  Cernunnos raised his staff. “The lady must make her offering.” The God transported the couple back to the phallus. He gave a slight bow, crossed his arms and faded into the monolith.

  Sloan kissed Kelly's face. “I'm sorry, my love."

  His lips captured hers and she welcomed his talented tongue inside. Her hand sought his cock feverish to finish what they had begun earlier.

  "Love me, Sloan. Brand me for eternity."

  She lay close to the base of the rock. Her hand touched the smooth surface. “Hurry, Sloan!” Everything intensified as she continued to keep her palm on the fertility stone.

  Sloan traced her folds with his fingertip before inserting his finger. She arched and gasped.

  Another digit joined in the dance. Kelly had never been so wet, or so needy. The sticky juice trickled out onto the soft earth beneath her.

  Sloan entered her in a powerful thrust.

  Her womb clenched around his thick, hot, hard erection. She would never be able to get enough of this man. Pleasure blinded her and she screamed his name.

  Kelly held onto Sloan as his body tensed releasing a molten stream of life. She closed her eyes and in her mind flashed a brilliant ribbon of reddish-gold light, her bond. The tendrils touched Sloan's turquoise essence.

  A tear slipped down her cheek. He cradled her tenderly in his arms and she gazed into his dark brown eyes.

  She kissed his stubble-roughened cheek. “We have to do this again? I won't be able to walk for days."

  "This time you will have the comfort of my bed.” He lifted her up anchored his arm around her waist pulling her body against his. Sloan took a step backward resting his body against the phallus. “Cernunnos, Lord of the Animals, would you transport us? We have little time left."

  The stone shaft vibrated and the air swirled around them.

  "Hold on tight, little one,” Sloan whispered against her hair.

  A flash of neon green light and a heavy feeling tugged on her arms. With effort, Kelly wrapped her legs around Sloan's waist praying he wouldn't lose his grip on her.

  The oppressive atmosphere vanished and Kelly found herself on top of Sloan once more. He rolled her onto her back.

  Warm fur caressed her flesh, erotic and wicked. No wonder people made love on bear rugs in front of a fire.

  Sloan skimmed his hands over her breasts, down her ribcage, to the concave of her belly. He leaned over and kissed just below her bellybutton.

  He rose and walked to a small table. “Here, this will ease your soreness.” His weight dipped at her feet. Scooping the spicy paste he rubbed it on her sex and inner thighs. “This cleanses and heals."

  She stretched and relaxed at Sloan's tender ministrations.

  Soon the cord of desire wove its invisible knot. Her body arched into Sloan's touch.

  "Sloan, loosely bind me. I want you to erase the memory of Tavis.” Will he refuse my request?

  "Are you sure?"

  She pushed down the pebble of fear lodged in her throat. “Yes."

  He whispered the love spell and Kelly's arms and legs spread wide ready to receive his every command. Sloan captured her dusky nipple, his teeth gently grazing then sucking. He repeated the same ministrations on her other breast.

  Everything Sloan did affected her physically, emotionally and now spiritually. Could it be from the soulmate bond?

  Sloan's voice whispered in her mind, Our joining will release the powers in both of us, so do not be afraid.

  He kissed, nipped and licked his way down her abdomen to her quivering folds. Kelly closed her eyes giving over t
o the desire Sloan created. Her last coherent thought was tying him up and having her wicked way with him.

  She opened her eyes as a plush softness brushed her skin.

  Sloan held a small pelt in his hands and a devilish gleam in his eyes.

  "Love me, Sloan."

  "Always, Kelly.” He laid the fur aside, buried himself inside her, and thrust his hips faster and faster.

  Her chest rapidly rose and fell while the exquisite warm tightening twirled through her body.

  Sloan removed the magic binding and her arms clasped him close. His sweat-drenched torso rubbed against her breasts, and the unique masculine scent of Sloan covered her.

  Kelly arched into Sloan. She climaxed and felt him filling her as the moon started to fade from the sky.

  The sensual laughter of Domnu and Cernunnus flitted through Kelly's mind. Domnu whispered, You and Sloan are welcome to my isle once a year to renew yourselves.

  Cernunnus added, Kelly, you may rub my shaft anytime you're visiting.

  Sloan lifted his head. “We accept your generous invitation. And Kelly touches no man's phallus but mine."

  WHEELS ON FIRE

  by

  Susan M. Sailors

  Caroline did not want to go back down to the basement yet again. She'd already been three times because The Drum was full of bikers and rugby players who liked their whisky to flow freely, especially on Friday night.

  Nick had offered to go, but she'd rather get a little dusty than push her way through the crowd to take and deliver more orders. She preferred working behind the bar, even if it meant lugging liquor up from the basement.

  She wiped her hands quickly and took her apron off before going down the stairs. Halfway down, she flipped the lights on. She wished they could move that switch, as a person had to go down seven steps completely blind and then reach up over their head to get to it, but she knew they didn't have the kind of money they needed to redesign the wiring in the two-hundred-year-old inn. Everything was still safe and up to code, so they couldn't be too picky.

  She avoided all the spider webs she'd hit earlier and made her way to the far corner to get another bottle of whisky. As she wiped the bottle off with a rag, she decided to go ahead and get another bottle of tequila, as the ladies in the corner booth were quickly downing the margaritas all the men were buying for them.