The woman flicked a glance in her direction before nuzzling Penn’s neck. “Why don’t we go somewhere private to catch up,” she murmured in a sultry voice that only added to Suz’s anger.
“Uh,” was all Penn managed as she licked a line up his neck before taking his earlobe between her teeth.
Before anyone realized what was happening, Suz grabbed the woman’s hair and pulled. Mary screamed as she fell on her ass. Suz planted clenched fists on hips and leaned over her. “I said get your grubby paws off my man.”
“You bitch! What the hell do ye think yer doin’?” Mary screeched as she scrambled to her feet. With a growl she threw herself across the space between them.
Though Mary stood several inches taller, Suz had anger on her side. Just as the other woman was about to tackle her, Suz spun to the side, dragging one leg behind her. Mary tripped over the leg, screaming again as she fell to her hands and knees.
“Stop this. Now!” Kendrick bellowed as he stepped between the two women.
Liam wrapped an arm around Suz’s waist to keep her from throwing herself at the woman who slowly regained her feet.
“What the hell is going on?” The McKenzie glared at Mary.
“She attacked me for no reason.” Mary batted overly made-up eyes at him before she bent to brush her knees.
“I told you to get your grubby paws off my man.” Suz growled, struggling in Liam’s hold. “Let me go.”
“No’ until ye calm yerself.” Liam’s hold never loosened. “Take a deep breath and settle down.”
At that moment, Penn stepped in front of her. Tilting her chin up so she was looking at him, he frowned as he spoke so only she and Liam could hear. “Calm yerself, luv. ‘Tis no’ good fer the babe fer ye ta be carryin’ on so.”
His voice held that dark thread, the one he used whenever they played their master/master/slave girl games. The voice that melted her will and made her cunt swell and dampen in preparation. As soon as he spoke, her anger drained away, leaving her horny.
“Oh God, I forgot,” Liam muttered as he pulled his arm higher on her body so it wrapped just under her breasts.
Before Suz could think about escape, the brothers closed in on her and made her the filling in their McKenzie brother’s sandwich. The men began stroking her, running their hands up and down her arms and over her shoulders. Liam palmed her breasts, startling a moan from her.
“Shush, luv. We’re yer men. No one’s goin’ ta take us away from ye,” Penn murmured before kissing the top of her head.
Now that the anger was gone, emotion-filled tears took their place. She sniffed, but the pressure behind her eyes was too strong, and she began to cry.
“Is she all right?” Catherine asked, moving in on one side.
“Aye, jes’ a bit weepy since we willna let her tear Mary apart. She’s overwrought with hunger and tired and all,” Penn said, sharing a telling glance with his brother over Suz’s head.
They were so focused on Suz, they didn’t see Mary turn to Kendrick and curtsey low. “Sire, I wish ta claim Penn McKenzie for me own.”
Everyone in earshot froze.
Kendrick looked at her, then at his sons, not able to form a response to such a request.
Knowing the woman would just keep pushing, Suz pushed out from between the twins and planted herself in front of them. “I’ve already claimed him.”
“Then I’ll claim Liam. Ye can only have one man at a time.” Mary turned to Suz. She put her hands on her hips and leaned forward, clearly the aggressor.
“I claimed them both two dozen years ago. And I have taken them both.” When Suz realized what she’d admitted, her cheeks burned, but she didn’t look away. It didn’t matter what this alley cat thought of her. Or even what Penn’s and Liam’s parents thought of her. All that mattered was that the men were hers, and she would do whatever necessary to keep them.
Mary’s eyes widened in surprise at Suz’s confession before she lifted her chin. “Then I challenge ye for the hand of Penn McKenzie.”
Chapter 4
Gasps of shock rippled through the crowd before silence descended once again. Kendrick glanced at Suz, his expression tense, before he turned back to Mary.
“Are ye sure about this, Mary? Are ye prepared to take up the role of Dream Weaver if ye win yer challenge?”
“Aye. If she willna let him go, then I challenge her.”
“But Mary…” Penn started, but a single glance from his father cut off his protest.
Suz watched, not sure exactly what was happening but knowing this challenge was not a good thing. She tugged on Penn’s sleeve. “Challenge me to what?”
Kendrick looked at her, blinked, and then a small smile began to form. Then he turned to the crowd which had pushed closer around the players of this drama. “Mary Fraser has challenged our own Dream Weaver for the hand of Penn McKenzie.”
Hisses and boos filled the air as the clan let their feelings be known. Kendrick raised his hands for silence before continuing. “Now, since we’ve no’ had such a challenge in more than fifty years, I’m a bit rusty on the finer points. I’m gonna delay the challenge for one week and one day. The morning after the Vernal Ball, we’ll gather again fer this challenge to be answered.” Turning to Mary he said, “Will that satisfy ye?”
Mary glanced around and then nodded. “Aye. I can wait until after the ball. But I wanta be able ta spend time with Penn between now and then.”
Kendrick nodded. “Ye’ll be invited ta all the gatherings, but that’s the best I can do. The man has work to do while he’s here and I’ll no’ have ye disturbin’ that.”
Mary nodded again. “Verra well.”
Then Kendrick turned to Suz. “Does that meet with yer approval, Dream Weaver?”
Feeling all eyes on her, Suz suddenly felt shy. She had no idea what was going on or what being challenged included and hoped that someone would fill her in soon. She shrugged hoping she didn’t look as confused as she felt. “I suppose.”
Kendrick nodded. “Then ‘tis done. We meet in a week and a day fer the challenge ta be met. Now, be gone and get yerself some food or whatever ye plan ta do before the buses leave.”
In less than a minute the crowd had dispersed.
“Now, will someone tell me what this challenge for Penn’s hand is all about?”
“Over lunch, luv.” Penn wrapped her in a hug. “Ye need ta eat, and we only have an hour. What do ye feel like eating?”
“Do they have a McDonald’s? I’d love some Chicken McNuggets and a chocolate shake.”
“Aye, they have all sorts of American food here at the airport.”
They had almost reached the door to the terminal when Suz realized she’d lost something. “The shawl. I dropped it. Oh my God, I’ve lost it.”
She turned to go back and look for her precious package, but Callum stood in her way. He held the tissue wrapped shawl in both hands. “Miss, ye dropped this and I…”
“Oh thank you, thank you, thank you. You are my hero.” Suz flung her arms around the young man and hugged him tight, squashing the wrapped package between them.
When she finally released him, Callum dropped his head, his face flushed with embarrassment. “‘Twas nothin’, Miss,” he mumbled to his shoes.
“It certainly was, Callum. Ye’ve saved Suz from a meltdown and the world from endin’.” Liam slapped him on the back so hard the younger man had to take a step forward to keep his balance.
“Will you let me buy you lunch at McDonald’s?” Suz looped her arm around Callum’s.
“I’d be honored,” Callum whispered, his voice cracking.
* * * *
Over chicken nuggets, fries, and chocolate shakes, Suz tried to put the boy at ease. He was so intimidated by his dinner companions, at first he answered in single syllables.
With gentle smiles and questioning, she finally learned that he was a second cousin to Penn and Liam. He was an artist and a poet and hoped one day to be as important as the twins. A s
hepherd for one of the Dreamer’s Dell highland farms, he also hoped to travel to America after he finished high school in two years and join Dreamer’s Dell Inc. in some way or another.
They had finished their meal and were relaxing and talking when he glanced at the large clock on the wall. “Oh Lordy, we’re late. The buses are gonna leave us behind.”
He jumped from his seat, and after quickly gathering their trash, he carried it away. Suz caught up with him on the wide concourse. “Callum, relax. The buses won’t leave until we get there.” Her wave encompassed the four adults joining them.
The young man blinked and looked at The McKenzie who smiled at him. “Aye, ‘tis true, boyo. They wouldn’t dare leave the Dream Weaver and The McKenzie.”
Suz took his arm again, and with Catherine on her other side, the three big men followed as Callum lead the way to the buses.
Not a word was said about their late arrival. The driver just started the bus and drove once they were onboard and seated.
“Thank you,” Catherine said once Callum joined his friends near the back of the bus. The women sat together near the front, and the men wandered up and down the aisle, catching up with family.
“For what?”
“Keepin’ Callum with us so he wouldna miss the bus. He’s a good lad, but he gets so lost in his thoughts sometimes. I believe he’d forget to come out of a blizzard.”
Suz smiled, but before she could respond, a wide yawn caught her off guard.
“Why dunna ye take a wee nap. It’ll be a good hour before we’re home.” Catherine patted her hand.
Suz nodded and laid her head back, suddenly exhausted.
* * * *
Suz woke to silence and stillness. Though they had traveled for less than a day, it felt like forever since an engine hadn’t been reverberating around or under her. Opening her eyes, she found herself curled up on Penn’s lap, still on the bus.
When she shifted, he tightened his hold, then kissed the top of her head. “Shush, luv. Let’s just sit here a bit. It feels good not to be vibrating, doesna it?”
She nodded. “Where is everyone?”
“The clan’s all gone home. Liam took Ma and Da and will be back fer us in a few minutes.”
“Why didn’t someone wake me when we got here?” Suz asked though she wasn’t too concerned with the answer. She just liked to hear Penn talk, liked to hear the rumble of his chest under her cheek.
“Ye were sleepin’ so pretty no one wanted ta disturb ye.” Penn angled his head so he could look into her eyes. “Ye ken I never meant for this ta happen, don’t ye? I dated Mary Fraser twice way back in school, but it was never serious on my part. I’ve always loved ye, and as soon as we get this challenge business taken care of, Liam and I will be marryin’ our Dream Weaver.”
“Speaking of this challenge business, what exactly did she challenge me to?”
Penn nuzzled her temple a moment before answering. His breath on her skin sent a shiver through her that set her lust to simmering deep in her pelvis. “We’re no’ sure. That’s why Da set the date fer after the ball. He’s gotta do some researchin’ on what does and does not an acceptable challenge make. Especially with it being between women and all. In the past, challenges were thrown down by men and were physical and usually violent – a knife fight or some kind of test of skills. That’s why Da wants ta see what the rules are and if there’s a different set of rules for women.”
“Why would the rules be different for women?”
Suz ran her hand up his chest, feeling his strength and heat through the soft cotton of his shirt. She loved that his muscles contracted and rippled at her touch. He shifted beneath her, his hard cock pressing into her hip. Before she could distract him too much from their conversation, he lifted her hand from his chest. She raised her eyes to protest, but the words died when she saw how serious his expression was.
He lifted her hand and kissed her finger tips.
“He’s lookin’ fer a loophole because challenges in the past nearly always ended with somebody dead.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah.”
They remained silent and curled together for several lifetimes that lasted on minutes.
“Penn?”
“Aye, luv?”
“I don’t want to die. I don’t want that bitch to take my place at the loom. I want to go back to New Bern now.” She whispered as she tried to burrow deeper into his chest.
“I ken, luv, but ‘tis too late fer that. So we’ll go on from here and hope ta find a way around the death part.”
Penn snuggled her even closer as she began to shiver. The touch of his warm hands rubbing over her back and arms sent Suz’s lust spiraling.
Tilting her head back, she kissed her way up his neck and jaw to his lips. After tracing their outline, she kissed him, sighing when he parted his lips to let her in. The taste of him was like kerosene on a fire, and need burst through her. She didn’t care if they were sitting in a bus and anyone walking by could see them. She needed this man now.
Squirming on his lap, she pulled the hem of her skirt until her sex was bare, and she could spread her legs wide. Then she rearranged herself so she knelt over his thighs. As she continued to kiss this man she loved, she reached down and slowly pulled the front of his kilt up until she bared his thighs and that oh-so-masculine area just above.
Breaking the kiss she looked down to his lap. Then she began to giggle.
“What?”
“You’re wearing McKenzie tartan boxers?”
“Aye.”
“But I thought a Scotsman wore only his shoes under his kilt.”
Penn smiled at her. “Luv, most of the time that’s true. But when yer facin’ yer entire clan as the Dream Weaver’s men in a windy airport, ‘tis best to be prepared for anything. And if that means wearing boxers under the plaid, we’ll suffer the embarrassment fer ye. But only fer ye, our own true luv.”
Suz nodded at the wisdom of his words. “I guess we’ll just have to work around this little complication. Unless I can talk you into dropping them?”
“You might. What are ye plannin’ ta do?” Penn asked with an expectant grin.
“Wait and see, my sexy Scotsman. Wait and see,” she replied with a waggle of her eyebrows and a grin.
Chapter 5
Knowing he would give her anything she asked for, Penn reached up and worked the boxers down over his hips to his thighs. The hard, throbbing cock he freed slapped against his lower belly, making him flinch. He was so close to his breaking point it. It wouldn’t take much to set him off. He could feel her watching closely and wished he could make the moves sexy, but he was just too damn hungry. So he lifted his hips enough to shove the material out of their way.
“Ooh, that looks like it hurts.” Suz climbed off the seat and moved to kneel in the middle aisle. “Come over here so I can kiss it and make it better.”
Penn heard himself groan as he shifted to sit at the end of the seat. When had the power shifted between them? He’s always been the more dominant one of the three, but here he sat, pushing his shorts to below his knees to make sure she had all the room she needed to play.
Looking down, he saw the head of his cock had turned nearly purple with his need. It wouldn’t take much to send him over his peak. He hoped she wasn’t planning to just play a bit before leaving him hanging, though he could think of several possible punishments if she tried.
He hissed when one small, cool hand wrapped around the base of his shaft.
“Oh, poor baby. Does it hurt that much? Maybe I shouldn’t…”
“Don’t even think about no’ kissin’ it.” He growled as fingers of both hands speared through her hair to hold her head. Though in his current position he couldn’t lift his hips to push himself into her sweet, hot mouth, he met her gaze. “Please luv,” he found himself pleading.
Suz’s cheeky grin transformed into that of a sexy siren as she met his gaze. “Ye’ll kiss my hurts later?”
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��Absolutely. Kiss them, touch them, fuck them until ye canna feel anything but pleasure.”
Suz looked down at his cock. She watched as it twitched once and pearly-white seed began to pool in the slit. Licking her lips, she slowly approached. Swirling her head once around the head, she then licked the life fluid from the tip before giving it a smacking kiss. “There. Does that feel better?”
“More.” Penn grunted as his fingers tightened against her skull. “Please, luv, take it all.”
He opened his eyes, not remembering when he closed them, to find Suz’s pretty, pink lips just an inch from his tip, still pursed. It was one of the hottest visions he could remember. That is until she parted those lips, adjusted, and then closed them around just the head. His heart began to race, and he knew he’d be lucky if he could hold himself together for a minute.
He dropped his head back and arched his back as she slowly slipped more and more of his length into her hot, wet, and silken mouth. Breathing deeply, he tried to think of something else. Something that didn’t have to do with the hot woman kneeling before him. He couldn’t come up with a single thought that didn’t revolve around his love for Suz.
He shifted his hips as best he could, then shifted his legs wider, trying to get closer to this woman he loved with his entire being. He heard a car engine, then felt the bus shift as someone stepped onboard, but he didn’t care. He was too close to ecstasy.
“Stop fightin’ it, brother, and come already. I want some lovin’, too.” Liam’s demand caused Suz to swallow around him in surprise. That tightening was just what he needed. With a roar, he pushed forward and finished.
Suz didn’t lift her head from him until he began to soft. Then she eased him from her mouth and kissed the tip before looking up with a smile. “Feel better now?”
Penn could only nod. His hands moved from her hair to cup her cheeks as he leaned forward and kissed her, tasting himself on her tongue. “Aye luv, I feel much better. Thank you for givin’ me such fine first aid.”
Turning her attention to Liam, Suz treated him to the same care and comfort. When the brothers offered to reciprocate, she declined with a smile but accepted their promise of future treatment whenever she wanted.
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