Shifter’s Baby (Alpha Fantasy Paranormal Billionaire Shifter BBW Romance) (103 page)

Chapter 5

            
 
Isobel gripped the bed, her fingers curled tightly as she marveled at the softness of the highlanders beard as it brushed her inner thighs. His warm tongue delicately brushed her wetness and Isobel had to do everything in her power to stop from crying out. Her lips pressed together tightly, so tightly that she could taste the faint trace of blood.

              “Mmm…” The highlanders gruff voice murmured quietly from between her legs as he dipped his tongue inside her opening. As he licked her, his nose bumped against the sweet pink nub of her pleasure and Isobel couldn't help but reach down and tangle her fingers in his hair. She wanted to pull him closer, to beg him for more, but unknowing of his temper, she dared only to brush her fingers through his long silken hair.

              The touch of his mouth against her made her breathing come fast and Isobel was sure that she would pass out completely. She couldn't even remember to breath as she focused on the rhythmic lapping of his tongue. And then he stopped. Moving up just a little, he wrapped his lips around that sweet swollen pink nub. He suckled softly, brushing his tongue lightly over it as his hands moved up to grip her bare hips. Isobel threw her hands above her head, lifting her hips to meet his mouth.

              “Ahh!” She gasped as quietly as she could. An amazing feeling of tingling covered every inch of her body. She gripped at the head of the bed. The highlander looked up at her through the darkness, his lips suckling her softly, coaxing her to her very first orgasm. It was another conquest under his belt, but for Isobel it was the most glorious gift anyone had ever given her.

              Gripping tightly with her fingers until her knuckles turned white, Isobel’s whole body stiffened. For a moment she was sure that she had died and gone to heaven. The powerful ripples of her first orgasm shuddered through her body. Her breath came faster than she ever realized it could and she found herself pulling away from the highlander’s mouth as the incredible sensation wracked her body.

              “Mmm…” He hummed, crawling up over her naked body and pressing his mouth to hers. She could taste a tangy sweetness on his lips. It was something she had never tasted before but there was a deliciousness to it that she couldn't resist. She ran her tongue softly over his lips, savoring every drop. When she was finished, the highlander pulled back, his nose touching hers again. “Are you ready, lassie?” He asked. Isobel’s forehead creased.

              “For what?” She whispered. She could hear as a smile touched his lips.

              “For a good fuck.” He whispered. Just the mention of the word ‘fuck’ made Isobel’s body tighten all over again.

              “But I thought we just had…” She whispered back, confused. The highlander couldn't help but chuckle quietly.

              “Oh you really are an innocent one, aren't ye lassie?” He leaned down, kissing her exposed neck softly. “That was just the start. Ye haven't fucked until ye had a cock inside ye.” He said. Isobel gasped. She had never imagined that there were multiple ways to do these things…in fact she had rarely imagined them at all. He stared at her in the darkness. “Well?” He asked.

              “Yes…” Isobel said hungrily. If having a cock inside her was anything like the way his mouth had felt upon her, there was no way that she was going to say no. “Be gentle…” She whispered.

              “It's gonna hurt.” He said. “But I'll do my best.” He slid off her body in the darkness, his absence bringing a cool breeze that Isobel didn't much care for. She listened to the rustling in the dark as she imagined him disrobing. She only wished that she could see the cock that would be her first.

              Isobel took a silent breath in as the highlander slid back on to the bed, his now naked body covering hers.

              “Your sword…” She reminded him as she felt the stiffness of it pressing against her. The highlander glanced down instinctively. He hadn't left his sword on at all. He realized that Isobel, never having felt a cock before, thought that his cock was his sword. Taking her hand in his and propping himself up with one arm, he brought her hand down to his stiffness. Isobel wrapped her fingers around the thick warm member, gasping as she felt it throb under her touch.

              “That's no sword…” The highlander whispered to her. “That's yer first cock. A highlander cock!” Isobel slid her hand clumsily up his length, reveling in the newness of the feeling. She felt the smooth skin of his shaft move under her touch. As she pulled her fingers up to the tip of his cock, she felt the skin come to a soft peak. Moving her thumb over it, she could feel wetness, slick wetness. Then slowly, she slid her hand back down his shaft, tugging the soft skin with her hand. His big cock throbbed and swelled. Isobel breathed quickly, deeply as an incredible trembling took over her from the inside. It was so much stronger than when she had felt his mouth upon her.

              The highlander reached down, taking his cock from her hand and wrapping his fingers around the very hilt of it.

              “Just relax…” He whispered.

Chapter 6

            
 
Isobel was nervous. She blinked in the darkness, the anticipation of being filled with such a hard and thick cock both scared and thrilled her.

              “Just relax…” He repeated softly, his thumb and index finger now steadying his cock as he brushed his tip against her opening. Isobel took in a stuttering breath and as she did she felt the highlander press forward.

              The sense of ecstasy as he pressed forward was almost more than she could stand, but it brought with it a sharp pain.

              “Ah!” She gasped sharply at the pain. The highlander reached down, his hand brushing her cheek softly.

              “Shh…” He hushed her as he leaned forward. Slowly he inched himself inside her, the pain quickly subsided and was replaced with an incredible fullness.

              “Ahh…” Isobel moaned, bringing her hands around and placing them on his shoulders. Her slender fingers pressed firmly in to his warm skin as she gave him her innocence.

              “That's a good lassie.” He whispered, his thickness buried deep inside her wetness.

              “It feels so good!” She whispered back, pulling him down to press her lips against his. His lips parted, taking her bottom lip in to his mouth, suckling it softly as he buried his full length down to the hilt. “Mmmmm!” Isobel moaned against his mouth. She didn't think that her pleasure could be any better than it was moments ago, but with every second that passed, she only felt better.

              Pulling out of their kiss, the highlander pulled back, sliding his cock out of her almost completely. Just as Isobel was sure that his cock would slide out completely, he slid forward slowly.

              “Ohhh, yer so tight…so delicious and perfect…” The highlander whispered as God found his rhythm. Thrusting slowly at first, sinking in to her slick wetness, and then quickly. As his pace quickened, Isobel felt that incredible fullness taking over her. As she got tighter around him, he seemed to swell, only filling her up even more. Arching her back she lifted herself to meet his thrusts, trying her best to remain silent as she did.

              “Ohhh….” Isobel clutched him firmly, her nails digging in to his shoulders. He barely grunted at the pain of her nails in his skin as he thrust deeply. Isobel threw back her head, her mouth gaping wide. “Aaaahhhhh!” She whispered just as loudly as she could get away with as her whole body tightened. The tight muscles of her sweet wet pussy gripped the highlander’s monstrous cock. Her head swam as her body finally buckled. The rhythmic rippling of her second ever orgasm shuddered through her body. Her wetness squeezed around his cock and her body collapsed on the bed. Isobel gasped for breath as the highlander thrust one last time, burying himself deeply in her cumming pussy. Then Isobel felt him swell. His already thick cock got thicker, filling her with his girth.

              “Mmm!” The highlander hummed with pleasure as he pushed forward and his big cock released a spray of his hot seed inside her. Isobel marveled at the sensation of feeling him fill her. The spray came again and again until the highlander collapsed on top of her. The weight of his naked body pressed firmly in top of Isobel and she smiled in the darkness at the feeling of being safe. She couldn't explain why, but the sensation of his hot naked body on hers, despite his highlander heritage, gave her security. She listened to his heavy breathing in the darkness, his spent cock still deep inside her.

              “Thank you.” She whispered in to his ear. He laughed breathlessly.

              “What're ye thankin’ me for?” He asked, lifting his head to look at her.

              “For giving me something that no man ever has. For showing me pleasure…for keeping me safe…” She said. The highlander slid his cock from inside her and slid off to her side. For minutes there was silence as he watched Isobel watching him.

              “Lassie,” he said, “I'm a highlander. There is nothin’ about the highlander life that is safe. Don't ye go getting’ any ideas about what I am and what I'm not.” Isobel felt the sting of his words and tried hard to squash the tears that were already brimming in her eyes.

              “But you…” She stopped short. There was no way for her to finish that sentence without sounding needy. If there was one thing she was not, Isobel McCullogh was not, it was needy.

              “Lassie, I came here to scout out this town of yours. I came to report back to my clan the worthiness of pillaging…that's all.” He said. Isobel said nothing, turning her eyes up to the ceiling to stop her tears from falling.

              “You can't tell me that this didn't make you feel anything…” Isobel said. The highlander sighed.

              “Aye, I felt somethin’ alright, but it's nothin’ but the release of my seed.” He said. Isobel could barely contain the betrayal and felt.

              “It was more than that.” She said. “The way you touched me, the way we kissed…that's more than…that's something!” She whispered. The highlander took a stuttering breath is this time as though he was trying to suppress his own emotion. As though he were trying to hide something.

              “Whether there was somethin’ more or not, there is no future for a girl like you with a highlander.” He said firmly.

              “Then you stay here. You stay with me. We can have a good life, a home of our own, a family.” She said almost inaudibly.

              “Oh lassie, that's no life for a highlander. I need to be with my clan. I need to move, to fight, to be free to roam the blessed country.” He said. “And that…” He reached out and found her cheek with his fingers, brushing it softly. “That's no life for a girl like you.”

              “Don't I get to say what is best for me?” Isobel asked, suddenly embarrassed by her nakedness. She pulled at her blankets, covering herself as best she could.

              “Not this time.” The highlander said. “You will find yer happiness lassie, just not with a man like me.” He leaned over and kissed her cheek softly before sitting up and crawling over Isobel to get himself dressed. Isobel watched his silhouette in the darkness, wanting to say something, but not sure what. She wanted him to stay.

Chapter 7

            
 
Isobel didn't sleep a wink after watching the highlander slip back out of her bedroom window. By the time she was supposed to get up for work, her eyes were heavy and she felt chilled to the bone. As she wrapped her blankets around her she contemplated not showing up to work at all. The truth of the matter was, however, that they needed the money. Besides that, without work to occupy her mind, she knew that she'd simply lie there all day thinking of
him
.

              “Hello there, Lass!” Duncan greeted Isobel a little too cheerfully as she walked in through the door of the Highlander Arms. He knew as well as she did that something was going on, although for Duncan that something was a potential highlander attack. Isobel doubted that she would see a highlander ever again. After last night, she certainly didn't believe that they would attack Dunn Hill. He couldn't possibly be so cruel as to take her innocence and leave her AND attack her town, could he?

              “Hello Duncan.” Isobel murmured as she slipped in to the kitchen hoping to be left alone.

              “Did ye tell yer mam and da?” Duncan followed her in to the kitchen.

              “Hmm?” She asked.

              “About the letter from Willie?” He clarified.

              “Yes.” Isobel said. Duncan frowned.

              “Lass?” He tilted his head slightly. “Ye look as though you've been dragged backwards through a bush, wha’s the matter?” Isobel shook her head.

              “I'm just tired is all.” She said. “I didn't get much sleep last night with worrying.” She lied. It was only a partial lie because she had been up most of the night worrying…in fact the only time she hadn't really been worrying was when she was entangled with her highlander.

              “Ye should go home. Get yer head down.” Duncan said. “If yer worried about bein’ alone there's room upstairs, just go get forty winks an’ if things get busy down here I'll come get ye.” He offered. Isobel shook her head.

              “I doubt I'd sleep anyway, but thank ye Duncan. I'd be better off getting’ started on today’s lunch before things get busy.” She said. Duncan nodded.

              “Suit yerself, but the offer stands if ye get tired. Just come on through and let me know, I'm sure as even I can watch a pot of stobhach.” He chuckled and Isobel forced a smile.

              “Thank ye, Duncan, yer very kind.” His kindness made her want to cry. On top of everything that had happened in the last twenty four hours, his offer reminded her that last night she truly had slept with the enemy. And what if the highlander's still did attack? Then the only touch she ever would have known would be that of the enemy. It was then that a terrible thought crossed her mind, even if the highlander's didn't attack, she would forever be tainted, her innocence lost forever. This time she couldn't stop the tear that slipped down her cheek.

              “Hey, hey, lass, it's alright!” Duncan grabbed her and pulled her tightly to him in a tight hug. Isobel breathed him in, he smelled like sweat and beer and nothing like the highlander had, but his touch was comforting all the same. For a while she just lay her head against his chest and let the tears flow freely and Duncan held her tight. “Ye don't have anythin’ to worry about, do ye understand me? Whatever comes we will meet it when it does.” He said, his thick hand rubbing her back gently. “Okay?” He asked. Isobel nodded, her tears streaming his shirt. She sniffed loudly. “Right, now, I think perhaps ye’d better get upstairs and lie ye head down after all, don't ye?” He asked. Isobel sighed. She was absolutely exhausted and if she could get a couple of hours of sleep she probably would feel much better. She nodded. “Room six is open, just go on up. The bed is made.” Duncan said. “Do ye need me to carry ye up?” He asked. Isobel laughed quietly.

              “No, thank ye” she sniffed. “I think as I can remember how to walk.” She said. Duncan laughed.

              “Ye better had.” He said. “No use to me, a cook and barmaid who can't walk.” He smiled at her as she pulled away from him. She smiled back. “That's more like it.” He said. “Now get yer head down.”

              Isobel had never stayed in any of the rooms upstairs from the pub. In fact, she had never even seen them before. Living upstairs and being an early riser, Duncan simply straightened the rooms each morning himself to save from asking more of Isobel. She wouldn't have minded the duty if she was being honest, but it was nice to know that he worried about her workload.

              Of all of the rooms upstairs, room six was the biggest. Isobel knew that this was why Duncan had offered it to her because she also knew that all of the rooms were currently open. It wasn't the travelin’ season…unless you were a highlander it seemed.

              The room had a large double sized bed and a makeshift armoire that Duncan had probably fashioned himself given his penchant for woodworking. Isobel opened the door and peered inside it. It was empty. A small chair, identical to those at the bar tables downstairs, was standing underneath the window and over it was draped a quilt. Isobel looked over at the bed which also had a quilt and couldn't help but smile at Duncan’s effort to decorate the place. She glanced out of the window, below she could see the small back garden – a few decorative rocks and a large patch of green grass. It wasn't much, but the grass reminded Isobel of just how beautiful her small town was. She smiled to herself once again and then kicked off her shoes. She was exhausted and heavy heart or not, she needed to rest – at least for a little while.