Page 59 of A Highlander's Vow

“I love ye so much, Megan. Ye scared me to death when ye disappeared. For that I should have killed The Gunn and The Sinclair instead of the king throwing them in the dungeon.”

“I love ye too, husband. Ye have no idea how frightened I was the farther they took me away from ye.”

“Enough talk.” His hands cupped both her breasts, then gave one of them a good, hard suckle.

A brief shiver ran through her body. “Aye, husband.” Megan’svoice shook. “That feels so verra good.”

She could feel him grin against her breast as he swirled his tongue over her hardened nipple. He kissed his way down her body, and after spreading her legs, he gave her woman’s place a good lick.

“Aye!” Her head moved back and forth, and her hands gripped his shoulders. “Keep doing that,” she panted.

He watched her, never taking his tongue off the stiffened muscle. Their eyes locked as their breathing came in unison. It didn’t take long for her body to tense and break into pieces, her reaction swift and almost violent.

He kissed his way up her body and covered her mouth, his tongue exploring the recesses of her mouth. She could taste herself on his lips as he moved into position. He placed his cock at her entrance and slid in. “Ye are so warm and wet for me, Megan.”

She began to move with him and it didn’t take long for her to have another spasm and for Gregory pull her even closer, and holding her head, kissing her, releasing his seed into her, with a groan.

After a few minutes while they caught their breath, Gregory said, “Welcome home, Megan Mackenzie.”