Page 85 of Claimed By the Ruthless Highlander
With careful movement, his hips shifted. Maisie elated at feeling him inside of her. Her hands wrapped around his back, urging him to go deeper until all of him lay inside of her.
For a moment they kissed and lingered in this paradise. Finally, he moved back and forth. Maisie's eyes grew wide at this new sensation she did not know existed until now.
They remained, swaying gently, sharing whispers of longing, love, and desire, tasting the closeness of skin and soul.
Every glance, every brush of a hand, made her heart pound, and she could feel the warmth of him inside of her, the strength and steadiness that made her feel both alive and safe as they moved in unison as the hour passed.
With faster thrusts, Maisie felt the familiar flood happening inside of her.
"It's happenin' again," she moaned. "I will lose meself."
"As will I. Ye feel so good, wife," Caiden growled.
With those words, Maisie felt the elation as a tremor rocked through her. The delicious trembling took over as she wiggled under him.
In that moment she felt the hot release of Caiden's seed. His muscles grew taut, and he groaned loudly.
They lay together, neither moving as the pulsing moved through her.
"I cannae wait to spend the rest of me life with ye," he said, voice low and husky, and she pressed a hand to his chest, feeling the steady beat beneath her palm.
She smiled, tears glistening in her eyes, and whispered, "Nor can I, Caiden… nor can I."
