Highland Fires (16 page)

He really didn’t want her to discover his
foul deeds, but he was just glad he wouldn’t be there when she did
learn the truth. At least this way, she might remember him fondly
for aiding her.

Lugus didn’t try to dissuade her from
speaking to Theron because he knew it wouldn’t do any good. Theron
would assume Lugus had done the act in order to be allowed back
into the Fae realm, when in truth Lugus had helped because he had
so much to atone for.

The fading moonlight shed its pale beam on
Ahryn and her simple, elegant beauty stole Lugus’ breath. His feet
moved on their own accord to her side. He didn’t try to speak to
her as they watched the darkness loosen its hold on the sky, and as
much as he wished to watch the sunrise, Lugus knew they needed
sleep.

He took her hand and led her into the trees
where they would sleep. After he removed his weapons and lowered
himself to the ground, he gently pulled her down next to him.

“Lugus,” she said, but he quickly covered her
lips with his finger. Her brow furrowed as she watched him, and he
could see the doubt and confusion in her mystic blue eyes.

Lugus himself had no idea what he was doing,
only that he wanted Ahryn in his arms, needed to feel her softness
and warmth in an otherwise dead, cold world. He needed to feel
alive again, and she gave him that. It was time he stopped running
from her and the need she awoke.

As his gaze searched her eyes he saw
something in her blue depths that touched him as he had never been
touched before. And before he knew it, his mouth lowered to
hers.

Just before his lips touched hers, she pulled
back a fraction and studied him. Whatever she looked for she must
have found for she raised her face to him.

The instant their lips met, Lugus felt a
sizzle of awareness skim down his spine. It was as if a beast he
had kept locked inside of him was unleashed.

He pulled her tight against his chest as he
covered her body with his. He deepened the kiss as he ran his
tongue into her mouth to duel with hers. The kiss empowered him as
much as it weakened him, but he couldn’t get enough of her.

His hands skimmed her arms as they traveled
down her body to her hips. The craving to rip her clothes from her
body so he could see her in all her glory was so strong his hands
shook.

He moved his hands to her head and buried
them into the thick strands of her flaxen hair. And just as he
reined in his raging desire, she moaned.

It was Lugus’ undoing.

His need was so powerful that he forgot
everything and everyone except Ahryn.

Ahryn’s mind whirled with the incredible
sensations that roared within her. Lugus’ kiss sent her spiraling
out of control, and when he deepened the kiss, he stirred her
already awoken desires that quickly flared to life and brought an
ache between her legs.

Her hands clawed at his back as she tried
desperately to feel his skin beneath her fingers, yet he continued
to kiss her as though it was all he longed to do.

Then his hands glided over her body and
brushed the outside of her breasts. And just as quickly his hands
held her neck as he gave her a kiss that sent her senses soaring. A
moan escaped her as his swollen rod pressed into her stomach. Her
breasts grew heavy and her nipples taunt as she rubbed her hips
against him.

She had seen the look in his eyes before they
kissed. He knew exactly who was beneath him, and she would bet her
life that he wasn’t thinking of Moira now. It was the only reason
she had allowed the kiss.

There was no denying she knew Lugus was going
to make love to her. It was what she had prayed and hoped for. And
as his mouth moved from her lips to her neck, Ahryn let her hands
roam over his magnificent body.

His lips did incredible things to her. As his
warm breath brushed across her skin, she heard herself sigh with
delight. When she was about to scream with want of his hands on her
body, he finally moved his arms.

She waited in breathless anticipation for him
to cup her breasts or grind his hips against hers, but he did
nothing. Ahryn gripped his shoulders and opened her eyes to see him
staring down at her.

“What is it?” she asked hesitantly.

His jaw clenched. “Is that the only gown you
have?”

“Aye.”

“Then I cannot rip it off of you.”

Ahryn smiled and pushed him off her as she
sat up. “I’ll gladly take it off. All you had to do was ask.”

“Then consider this begging,” he said as his
desire filled eyes pleaded with her.

Ahryn rose to her feet and quickly shed her
shoes, stockings and gown. When she next looked up, it was to find
Lugus removing his tunic. She moved to stand in front of him and
ran her hands slowly over his sculpted torso.

“I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” she
said as she placed kisses over him.

With a fierce growl Lugus pulled her away
from him. “If you continue I will not be able to give you
pleasure.”

“Touching you is pleasure enough,” she said
and reached out for him again.

She thought she had won as she moved her
hands over his chest to his trim waist, but he had other plans in
mind. He pulled her tight against him so she felt his rod.

“My turn to play,” his husky voice said just
before he claimed her mouth in a kiss that made her forget her
name. His tongue touched every part of her mouth and demanded she
give as much as he.

Ahryn eagerly returned the kiss, but with
each stroke of his tongue the flames of desire leapt higher and
higher until she thought she would burn to a cinder.

Then his hand reached up and cupped a breast.
She sighed into his mouth, her sex now heated and moist. As his
hand massaged her breast, she found her breath locked in her chest.
Until his thumb grazed her nipple and her breath exploded from her
as she cried out in pleasure.

She didn’t remember him lowering her to the
ground until she found him on top of her again. The delicious
weight of his body on her brought an intense throb through her
center.

Her fingers threaded through his long, silky
strands of hair as his mouth moved lower and lower until he hovered
over her breast. His warm breath fanned her nipple, causing the
tiny bud to hardened in expectation. Ahryn moved her hips as she
tried to lower his head and felt the most delicious sensation as
she met his hard rod. A sharp, powerful stab of pleasure shot
through her as Lugus’ tongue ran over her nipple before he began to
suckle while his other hand tweaked and pulled at her other
nipple.

Pleasure like Ahryn had only dreamed of
engulfed her and shot straight to her center. Yet she wanted
more.

He moved his mouth from one breast to the
other until Ahryn’s only coherent thought was to fulfill the raging
desire that surged through her.

“Lugus,” she moaned as his mouth left her
breasts to travel down her stomach.

She opened her eyes to see his tongue flick
his tongue on her navel. Never had she known such passion could
exist, but she wanted Lugus. Pulsing and hard inside of her.

Chapter Sixteen

Ahryn didn’t shy away from Lugus when he
spread her legs and kneeled between them. She was spread open for
him, her folds exposed to the air and his penetrating stare. She
watched, fascinated, as he settled on his stomach and kissed first
one thigh then the other.

With each kiss he drew closer and closer to
her sex. As he hovered over her center she felt moisture run down
her leg, and she knew he had done that to her.

He dipped his head and gave her sex a small,
light lick that sent chills of anticipation across her body. Then
he settled between her legs and gave her a kiss like no other. His
tongue licked along her folds, dipped into her center then circled
around her swollen nub.

The wonderful, succulent longing that washed
over her made her arch her back as she pushed closer to him,
wanting more and crying out from the sheer pleasure of it.

And just when she didn’t think she could
stand any more, he pushed a finger inside of her. She gasped and
stilled as even more sensations rocketed through her, locking the
breath in her lugs. Then he began to move his finger in and out of
her as his tongue played skillfully over her sex.

Ahryn cried out as she felt herself building
toward something, something so intense and amazing that she
couldn’t wait to reach it.

Lugus’ name was wrenched from her lips as the
first waves of her orgasm caught her, yet he never stopped his
ministrations. He continued to stroke and lick her, bringing her
higher and higher until the last bursts of her climax had claimed
her.

Ahryn had never felt so...special...in all
her life, and she didn’t want it to end. She glanced up through the
thick foliage to see the sun making its ascent. Her body still
convulsed from her orgasm, but she wanted to touch Lugus’ body as
he had touched her.

When he rose over her she returned his smile
then reached up and pushed him onto his back. She rolled over until
she leaned over him.

“Let me touch you.”

He shook his head slowly, his eyes sad. “In
truth, I should never have laid a hand on you.”

“I’m glad you did, but now I want to return
the pleasure.”

He started to shake his head again, but Ahryn
reached between their bodies, cupped his hard rod and gently
squeezed. A moan tore from his throat as his eyes rolled back in
his head.

She moved between his legs and ran her hand
up and down the length of him. His rod strained against his pants
and jumped each time she touched him. She quickly opened his pants
and freed him. The sight of his hard rod jutting out made her sex
clench and want him deep inside of her.

Her hand reached out and stroked the rigid,
velvety length of him. When she heard him moan she became more
aggressive and wrapped her hand around him as she slowly moved her
hand up and down his length.

A drop of liquid formed at the tip of his
rod. Her eyes caught his as she leaned down and licked the
moisture. A hiss passed through Lugus’ lips just as she leaned down
and took him in her mouth.

Lugus’ hand dug into the ground as Ahryn’s
sweet mouth took him inside of her. It had been torture enough when
her hands had explored him, but when she licked him, it had nearly
sent him over the edge. He had never been so hard, wanted so deeply
as now. It was too much to refuse her.

And now as she took him deeper and deeper
into her mouth, he found himself wishing he were plunging into her
tight sheath, burying so deep that he would touch her womb.

Lugus felt his need rising as she sucked and
cupped his sacs. He groaned and jerked as his climax pulled him
under. Before he succumbed, he pulled Ahryn up and onto his chest
as his seed poured from him with an orgasm so strong that for a
moment he thought he had died.

~ ~ ~

“What do you have to be so pleased about?”
Theron asked his wife as she walked seductively to their bed that
he reclined on.

She shrugged and climbed onto the bed,
allowing him a glimpse of her breast. “Nothing special, my
love.”

“Now I know you lie,” he said with a laugh as
his eyes feasted on a nipple that hardened before his eyes. “Tell
me,” he demanded as she crawled on her hands and knees until she
was even with him.

She leaned over and kissed him, her tongue
licking his lips before she sat back and stared.

“You are making me uneasy, Rufina,” Theron
said. It wasn’t like his wife to be so pensive.

“Something has happened.”

Theron sat up, all traces of play gone. “What
is it?”

She reached over and took his hand and placed
it on her stomach.

Theron stared at his hand then looked up at
his wife. “Are you sick?”

She laughed and shook her head. “For the
ruler of the entire Fae realm, you can be dense some times.”

Theron looked again at his hand on her
stomach -- then jerked his gaze to her. “Are you....”

“Carrying your heir in my womb? I am,” she
answered with a bright smile.

Theron grabbed her to him and closed his eyes
as he said a prayer of thanks. For centuries they had hoped for a
child and had nearly given up.

“Are you sure?” he asked as he grabbed her
shoulders and pulled her back so he could look into her eyes.

“I’m positive. Are you happy?”

“Ecstatic, my love,” he said just before he
kissed her.

~ ~ ~

Lugus woke with a smile on his face and Ahryn
in his arms. He didn’t regret the pleasure they had shared, though
he knew it could never go further. If any of the Fae knew she had
shared herself with him, she would never be able to find a
mate.

“Awake. And with a smile,” Ahryn said as she
grinned and sat up.

He shrugged and stretched.
“Did you sleep well?”


“Like a newborn Fae.”

“I think we’re very close to the gateway,”
Lugus said as he rose to his feet and fastened his pants and donned
his tunic.

She stopped pulling on her own garments and
stared at him. “Truly?”

“I think so. Are you ready to ride?”

“Give me just a moment.”

While she finished dressing, Lugus went to
the black and made sure the horse was ready. In no time at all he
had Ahryn on the back of the black and they were once again on the
road. He wouldn’t tell Ahryn, but he was almost positive they would
find the gateway that day.

Ahryn watched the satisfied expression on
Lugus’ face. He seemed more relaxed and open since they had woke.
Her body still tingled for his touch, and it was on the tip of her
tongue to ask him to stop so she could taste him once again.

She felt wicked, but she didn’t care. When
she was with Lugus she felt free despite having the slave bracelet
on. Recalling the bracelet made her think of the Fae realm and how
she would have to make sure Lugus went through the gate with
her.