Kahleena MacCarthy ~ To Meet a Highlander (25 page)

             
“Aye. He is her brother, ye ken? He likely cannae help it. Especially since he's not familiar with the ways here. He says he protected her for years, since their parents died.” Drostan sympathized with his best friend, but also couldn't begrudge the brother his loyalty to his sister.

             
“Do ye switch sides on me, Drostan?” Zarik inquired as he raised a brow. “Ye've been my friend...”

             
“Aye, and as yer friend is oft my job to tell ye the things ye dinnae wish to hear. Just think of how ye'd be if ye had a wee sister to watch out fer.”

             
Zarik knew Drostan spoke the truth. He'd likely be much worse than Trystan was. So, he just shook his head.

             
“Zarik, ye ken ye need to be making up with that wee wife of yers or she'll not be letting ye in her bed this night.”

**

              Tsarina didn't know who she should be more angry with. Was this how it was going to be between her brother and Breadan. Then there was her, they both felt the need to boss her around as though she were two. She'd agree that this time was far more dangerous and difficult than her time, but she still was an adult. Some wrong choices had been made, but she was trying to be reasonable now. “Well, damn them both anyway.” Tsarina spoke aloud, though her chamber was enjoyably empty.

             
“Tsarina, why are ye in this chamber? 'Tis now ours.” Zarik stalked into the room.

             
She knew she must have been in deep thought, as she'd not even heard the door open. “This is my room. Remember? It's the one I've been in since I got here.” Tsarina made no attempt to hide the annoyance in her voice. “I'm tired of doing what everyone wants, being where everyone thinks I should be and having everyone try to decide things for me. It's like I don't have a voice to speak my own thoughts.”

             
“Nay, lassie. Believe me, ye've got quite the voice and ye express yerself often. It's different here, is all. I have to keep ye protected. And, aye, it means that ye cannae always do exactly as ye'd wish to.” Breadan knew she was going to be difficult to keep safe. Tsarina wanted to do what she wanted to and that could end her up in the wrong hands. “People will ken yer me wife and when I'm laird, it's not always a good position for ye to have. They'll try to use ye to get to me. Ye'll be in danger because of me.”

             
“So you'll keep me locked in my room?” Tsarina raised a brow and crossed her arms.

              “Nay, I'll no keep ye locked up. But if ye cannae do as I ask ye to, ye will find yerself with a guard at all times when I cannae be with ye.” Zarik couldn't help but allowing his eyes to move from her face, down her body, the tight bodice she wore. He watched the rise and fall of her breasts as she breathed. “I do have a better idea.” A spark of desire lit his eyes and then became dark as he allowed the complete need to take him over.

             
“Really, Zarik? Sex?” Tsarina couldn't believe he couldn't love her but wanted to do nothing other than bed her.

            
 
He took a step forward, she a step back, as he  made quick work of pulling off his shirt and his sword belt. Then his kilt fell to the floor, Tsarina couldn’t stop herself from licking her lips.

             
“Look at me, lass.” Zarik didn’t seem to be in the mood for her disobedience. Slowly she moved her gaze over his muscled chest, down to his well-formed abs and focused on his manhood. “Touch it, Tsarina. Now.” He didn’t wait for her to move; he was already grabbing her hand and wrapping it around his width. “I don’t understand why yer so wide-eyed with me. It’s not our first time together, ye’ve taken my cock. I demand that ye stop this innocent play at once. I’ll have ye and ye’ll damn enjoy it, just as ye did last night.” Tsarina noticed that Zarik was using great discipline to not react over much to her touch.

             
“I'm not playing innocent. It's just that...” Tsarina paused as she watched her hand stroke up and down his manhood.

             
She felt Zarik's finger pull her chin up to look at him. “It's not that I dislike ye looking at me, but ye seem to forget what ye are saying. It's just what?”

             
“I, well. It's just that I can't concentrate around you. I do feel as though I'm a virgin all over again.” There, she'd said it. Hopefully he'd leave it alone now.

             
“Aye, lass, desire. Ye want me. Perhaps as badly as I want ye?” Zarik opened himself up a little more. He did want her, more than anything. His skin was on fire.

             
Tsarina took a deep breath and drew all her strength. “Remember how you asked what was in the backpack I had when I arrived?” She remembered how curious they'd been at the digital camera, the cell phone, the strange music and gum. There was still a large number of items in that backpack she'd shown to no one.

             
Zarik gave a nod. “Lass, I dinnae care about yer backpack right now. I have other things in mind.”

             
“You might enjoy what I have to show you.” With rosy cheeks, Tsarina grabbed it from the corner and opened it. Carefully she laid out a number of vibrators, dildos, lube, handcuffs and a few other things. She almost laughed when she noticed the strange look on his face.

             
“What are those?”

             
“They're toys.” Noting his confusion, Tsarina knew she had to explain more. “They're from my time and it's what women use when they aren't getting sex. Sometimes...”

             
“But ye are getting bedded, lass. And we'd already be well at it if ye weren't digging in yer sack.”

             
Ignoring him, she went on, “Sometimes couples use these as well. It allows them to get to know each other better and to tease more during sex.” Tsarina watched his face. He definitely wasn't convinced. “I was thinking you might want to use them with me.” She noted the way he casually stood there. Completely naked. And not caring. Confident. Arrogant. How would she ever keep him from her mind?

             
Zarik nodded his agreement. Hell, he just wanted to get her naked already.

             
“Watch me. Then you can join in.” Tsarina watched as he nodded once again. She picked up her favorite dildo and pulled up her skirt. Sliding her panties to the side, she rubbed it back and forth across her slit. As she heard Zarik's sharp intake of breath, she knew she might be moving a step closer to getting her stubborn husband to admit the love Igrid was so certain he had for her. Once she was dripping wet, more from Zarik's intense stare than from what she was actually doing to herself, she slowly began to insert the toy into herself.

             
“Lass, I have something that I'd prefer to bury in ye.”

             
“Not yet. Be patient. Do you want to help?”

             
Without moving his eyes from her, Zarik took a deep breath and shrugged. Perhaps participating would ease his cock’s desire to be her toy.

             
              Tsarina watched with hopeful anticipation as Zarik walked closer to the bed. Instead of getting on the bed with her, he stood between her legs.

             
Zarik got a wicked grin on his face. “I'll play yer game, lassie. Play with your nipples, Grace.” His voice was firm and demanding. As he spoke, he pushed her hand away from the dildo and took over for her. He kept the slow rhythm she’d been using on herself. “Do it now. Don’t try to convince me yer suddenly shy. This was yer idea.”

             
Wondering what had gotten into him, she relented and did as he demanded, feeling naughty because his bad behavior was turning her on. Tsarina couldn’t help but wonder if he knew what the effect of his words would be.

             
She watched Zarik as his eyes roamed over her body, stalling on her playing with her nipples, then back down to watch as he stroked the dildo in and out of her. Tsarina noticed how his cock seemed to almost grow larger while he struggled to hold his desire under control.

             
“Come for me, Tsarina. I know ye want to.” Zarik slammed the dildo against her, in and out, over and over. He knew he wasn't hurting her because he definitely slammed into her harder than this last night. Faster and faster until  he knew she couldn’t help herself.

             
Tsarina moaned as she felt the tightness in her stomach and the clenching in her vagina.

             
“That’s my lass.” Zarik soothingly told her. He pulled the dildo all the way out, she gasped with need. But as soon as frustration started to overtake her, she felt three of Zarik’s fingers enter her and begin slamming into her roughly. “I want to feel ye clench my fingers, not a toy. Ye come only for me.”

             
In no time at all, Tsarina was clenching and unclenching her release against his fingers. Zarik left his fingers inside her until she’d regained her composure.

             
Feeling embarrassed, Tsarina peeked up at him through her eyelashes.

             
“Tsarina, this isn’t over yet.” Zarik’s voice was hoarse.“Ye may have started it, but ye don’t get to say when it’s finished. That’s my job.”

             
Tsarina couldn’t keep the smile from her lips as she took another long look at his cock. He always had to be in control, even if this was supposed to be her idea.

“Get on all fours, Tsarina.” Zarik wanted to be deep inside her. Not to mention, he wanted to watch her ass.

Silently obeying, she got into position, wondering if he would want her face all the way on the bed and if he would use any of the toys.

****

Zarik grabbed the cuffs  after asking her exactly what they were. He absolutely loved the view of her in that position. “Tsarina, put your face and chest on the bed.” He paused for a moment of thought while she readjusted herself. “Slide up farther on the bed, so ye can reach the bed posts.

He walked to the side of the bed and cuffed one had to one post, then went to the other side of the bed to do the same. Zarik smiled when he realized how easily they worked with his bed. He also enjoyed that Tsarina didn’t say a word or struggle against what he wanted. “Ye did want to try out these cuffs?” Zarik asked calmly as he dragged a hand lightly down her spine, stopping to rub the soft curve of her backside.

“Yes.” Tsarina's voice was full of anticipation.

Getting on the bed, he kneeled behind her, spreading her legs farther apart. Zarik leaned forward to lick her from front to back.

Knowing Tsarina would squirm, he placed his hands on her hips in a firm hold. As he licked back and forth, she tried to move. He held her firm. Tsarina’s moans driving him further into his work on her body.

When she had almost found her release, he stopped. “Not yet, love.” Zarik said as he reached over to grab a few of the other items she'd called toy. He couldn’t help but to laugh at her gasp and moan of frustration. “And don’t move.” Leaning in, he licked her anus, securing her hips once again, when she tried to pull away. “We are experimenting tonight. Aye, Tsarina?” He asked cautiously.

Though she had a slight shiver in her voice, she responded. “Yes, Zarik.” She knew what he wanted and hoped her allowing it, though she'd never done it before, would prove she wanted to be his. “Zarik, I've never done this before.”

Zarik loved her submissive. He also liked her willing and wet, which she was. “I ken, lass. I'll no be trying to put in me cock.” He knew that would be far too much for her. He wanted to pleasure her, not rip her in half.He lightly pressed the tip of the purple vibrator against her opening. With his other hand he rubbed her ass, spread her open so he could insert a little more, and then went back to rubbing her ass. Occasionally he’d dip down into her wetness, insert a couple of fingers for just a minute, enough to tease her and remove them.

Tsarina’s moan and thrust toward the vibrator made him almost lose it. Reminding himself he needed to be patient and do this slowly, he firmly held one of her hips, trying to keep her from thrusting. “Don’t move, Tsarina. I don’t want to hurt you.” His breath was catching as he spoke. Zarik couldn’t help but to wish it was his cock slowly inserting into her.

Even if Tsarina would allow his size there, he’d never have the discipline to move as slow as he did with the vibrator. His cock would never allow it.

Once the vibrator was all the way in, he slowly worked it in and out. Zarik changed his pace around to go with Tsarina’s responses. “Perhaps there is something positive to say about yer future years.” Zarik acknowledged through clenched teeth. He wasn't sure how long he'd be able to control himselt. His cock was already dripping.

Reaching forward, he grabbed onto her breast to play with her nipples. He kept his other hand busy with the vibrator, wondering how much longer he could wait to be inside her.

Again, when she was close to coming, he stopped playing with her breast and pulled out the vibrator. This time, he noted Tsarina’s frustration was almost anger.

             
“Zarik! I was so close again. What are you doing to me? Why can’t I come?” Tsarina surprised herself with how angry she sounded even though she was gasping for air because of her near climax.

“Tsarina, I want ye to wait. I want ye to come like ye never have for for any other. Ye are mine and I'll mark ye as such this day. ” Zarik tried not to think of the others she'd been with. He was determined to make certain she'd never think of any of them again. He would be the one to drive her wild. The one to play her body as no other had.

His cock was so hard it felt as though it would burst. It was time for them both to have a little relief.

“Tsarina, grab onto the top of the bed.” Zarik watched as she gave him a questioning glace over her shoulder. “Trust me; ye're gonnae want to hold on fer this.” He had no intention of being gentle. He didn't think he even could be.

When she had firmly grabbed on, Zarik made sure to lick her front to back again, leaving plenty of spit on her anus. Carefully, he slid the vibrator back in as he slowly slid his cock into her pussy. With his free hand, he fought to keep her still. “Tsarina, stop trying to buck against me. Ye have to be still or I'll not be able to last” It came out as a hiss between his teeth as he clenched them to hold on to his control while entering her.

“I feel so full.” Tsarina gritted her own teeth. “Deeper, Zarik.”

“I’m trying, love. Patience.” Zarik fought hard to control himself. Hearing her ask for more of him almost caused him to look like an untried lad. He was too close to losing his seed.

“Zarik, please.”

“Aye, lassie.” With those final words of submission, he licked the thumb of his free hand, reaching around to stroke her nub as he pounded his cock into her while seeing the vibrator stayed where he had placed it. It didn't take long for them to both find their release.