April Holthaus - The MacKinnon Clan 01
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Annella lips parted and suddenly felt an explosion of emotion as tremors shattered though her body as she hit her climax. She started to steady her breathing, indulging in her new found feeling. She wanted more of him, all of him. She wanted to feel his bare hands upon her skin and to touch him as well.
Shamelessly she grabbed at the laces of her dress and began to loosen them. Letting the dress drop from her shoulders and pool around her waist she sat there with her breasts exposed. Rory leaned in and took one of them into his mouth. Annella combed her fingers through his hair pressing his head closer to her chest.
She scooted up onto the bed removing her dress completely. She grabbed onto the bottom of Rory’s tunic and began to lift it up over his head. Spreading her hand on his chest, she glided her fingers downwards to his stomach. His muscles were ribbed and hard to the touch, but his skin was soft and warm.
She laid back so her head hit the pillow as Rory followed. He removed the pin that was holding his kilt in place and kicked it off onto the floor. Lying side by side fully exposed, she could feel the heat radiating off his body. Annella leaned up and kissed him fervently, letting her hands explore his body.
Annella stopped at the sight of Rory’s enlarged swollen appendage sticking out and swallowed hard.
“Is everythin’ alright?”
“I’m afraid it may no’ fit and will hurt.”
Rory chuckled a little but realized that by doing so, he may inadvertently hurt her feelings. He had always been with common barmaids and whores but never a virgin lass. “Dinna be afraid, love, trust me it will fit.”
Wanting to know how it felt, she cautiously lowered her hand towards it and lightly touched the tip. Rory moaned. She ran her fingers up and down the length of the shaft and smiled at the funny facial expressions Rory had upon his face.
“If ye keep doing that lass, it will be over before we e’en get started.”
Annella giggled.
Positioning himself over her, he rested himself between her legs, keeping his weight onto his elbows.
“This will hurt but only for a wee bit. The pain does go away. I promise.”
Annella felt her body quiver with anticipation. Pressing the tip against her folds, he pushed forward with one hard thrust and broke through her maidenhood. He laid there motionless, allowing her pain to seize.
Annella cried out. Both arms wrapped tightly around Rory’s neck.
“I’m sorry, lass. I ken it hurts but only the first time and it will no’ hurt for much longer.”
Taking a deep breath in, she replied, “The pain is starting to go away.”
She lifted her hold from around his neck and slid her hands down his back and stopped at his hips. She began to slowly grind her hips up and down. Rory pulled out a little and pushed back in matching her tempo.
“Oh Rory,” she bellowed and encouraged him to go faster.
With no argument from him, Rory moved his hips faster and harder wanting to completely be inside of her. She felt so good. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to control himself much longer. Not wanting to slow down, his kisses became more aggressive and demanding.
“Ye are mine. Always,” Rory said in between his passionate kisses and thrusts.
“Always.”
Annella held onto Rory as tight as she could. Her body tingled all over. As she felt the increased sensation, she knew she was on the pinnacle of climax. Yelling out Rory’s name, she felt the eruption throughout her body. At the same time, she felt Rory’s body shudder as he emptied his seed inside of her.
With sweat rolling down his face and heavy breaths, Rory tried to steady himself. He could lay in Annella’s arms forever. He had never felt this way with anyone before. He pulled the plaid over top of them and snuggled up behind her. Holding her in his arms, he applied soft kisses to the back of her neck. Annella felt in awe.
“I could ne’er get enough of ye, lass. I want ye again.”
Cradling her head in the crook of his arm, Annella closed her eyes and smiled for she knew what it meant to love and be loved in return.
The End.
Author’s notes:
Thank you for reading. If you enjoyed this book, please consider reading Book 2: Escape to the Highlands, a continuation of Ewan’s story.
Escape to the Highlands:
Her enemy was the only one she could trust...
Jacqueline Renold, an English born lady is the sister to the king's executioner. In love with one man and forced to marry another, she feels no different than the prisoners below in the dungeons. After witnessing one too many Scots hung by the noose, she makes a decision that would change her life, she frees the prisoners. Knowing her actions are treason, she flees to Scotland with a bounty on her head...
Ewan, the Laird's cousin is second in command of their army. Third in line to the MacKinnon Clan, he has no home or land of his own, only the sword on his back. Through his skill as a warrior, he seeks out to find his place in the world. Ewan travels south with William Wallace to help free those who the English have been taken captive. But when duty and honor leads Ewan to help an English lass in grave danger, the last thing he expects is to lose his heart to his enemy.
About the Author
April lives in Minnesota with her husband and they are expecting their first child March 2014. April developed her passion of historical romances from her love of history and genealogy. Over the last several years she has completed her family tree finding over 350 bloodline grandparents dating back to the 1100s.
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