Excerpt copyright @ 2019 Kara Griffin
“When you’re near, I cannot think of anything
but …”
Dallis hid her grin, knowing what caused his
distraction. Truth be told, she had the same malady. When he was near, she
couldn’t focus on naught but him.
“Do you want to kiss me?”
He answered by yanking her against him and
settling his mouth against hers. Dallis responded to his ardent passion and
wrapped her good arm around his waist. His body pressed hers and she delighted
in the feel of him against her.
Brodin continued to kiss her, assailing her
lips with the pressure of his. He was patient, much more than she. She wanted
more. Dallis perused his chest with the tips of her fingers. The splay of her hand over his tunic dejected her
for she wanted, needed to touch his skin. She dislodged the wrapping over her
injured shoulder and let it fall to the ground. After a few seconds of untying
the closure at his neck, she set her palm over the throng of his heart.
Never had she expected to react to the touch of
a man’s chest, but this was Brodin and his heart pounded against her hand. His fingers
spread open against her back and kept her from pulling away. She forced her
hand on his jaw and got him to relent.
“You make me forget myself.” He continued to
hold her close.
“You make me joyful.” She leaned her forehead
on his chest and breathed deeply, taking in the essence of him.
He raised her chin with his warm fingers.
“Joyful? I’ve never heard it put like that.”
She suspected he’d made fun of her but she didn’t scold him for it. “I don’t
know what to call it, but your kisses bring me joy.”
Brodin rubbed his thumb on her cheek and
grinned. “It’s called passion or some call it desire.
Aye, pure desire, lovely.” He set his lips on hers again.
Dallis reveled
at being in his embrace. But she wanted more than kisses. She wanted to
experience more of the passion he’d spoken about. She broke free of the kiss
and leaned against him. Setting heated breathy kisses on his neck; his skin
soft yet firm beneath her lips.
She whispered, “I want to touch you.”
“Are you certain, lass?”
“I’m sure. This passion, ah, desire, you speak of pleases me.” She
pushed the fabric of his tunic from his shoulders and caressed his hard skin.
“You’re strong.”
“Aye, and
you’re soft.” He shifted the fabric from her shoulder and placed a kiss on her
bared skin. “I want to kiss you everywhere.”
Dallis groaned, for warmth shot through her as
though she was set afire. She wanted him to and the thought of his lips on her
body sent shivers mingling with a warmth
down her spine. “Show me this passion. I want to understand.”
He pulled her hand and sauntered to a large
tree. Its branches dropped a good amount of leaves which blanketed the ground.
The early autumn scent of the fallen leaves filled the air. Brodin pulled the
length of his tartan from his body and fanned it out. “There’s much to this
passion. It may take a wee bit of time to show you. You’ll find it more than
joyous.” He grinned and settled her back with a gentle push.
Dallis lay back and held her breath. The
anticipation of his touch sent a strange aura through her body. Each touch of
his fingers, each inch of skin bared, each agonizing moment tensed her heart.
Brodin took painstaking time to remove her
gown. The afternoon breeze played over her skin and sent an enmeshing of goose bumps in its wake. She
helped him remove his tunic and stared at the musculature of his chest. The
ripples of his abdomen drew her fingers. She marveled at how firm and taut his
skin was. She gasped when Brodin took her breast in hand and kissed her flushed
skin. His hot mouth drew in her nipple. Words wouldn’t form on her tongue and
her mouth went dry as she watched amazed by what he was doing. She muttered a
please, but couldn’t voice any further thought.
Brodin lay on his side and leaned on his elbow.
“I’ve dreamed of this moment.”
Dallis shook. “You have?”
“Aye since that day when you stood in Rohan’s
tub naked as the day ye were born. I swore you were an angel. You impressed me
when you took off the English garb. Why did you do that?”
“To impress you. I didn’t want you to think I
feared you.”
He chuckled. “Did I frighten you?” Brodin
grinned as if he intended to.
“Aye, terrified more like. Why didn’t you look
away when I removed the garment? I’d deem with your sensibilities, you’d do the
honorable thing.” It was a question she’d pondered since that day and now
hopefully she’d get an answer. Dallis elbowed him.
He bellowed a laugh. “No one has ever accused
me of having sensibilities, lass. Ah, but I should’ve looked away. I couldn’t
though. Are you still frightened of me?”
She shook her head. “Nay, not anymore.”
“Your shoulder … are you still hurting?”
“It’s a wee bit tender
but doesn’t pain me. Show me your passion. I am unfamiliar with—”
As if she’d given him free rein, he swarmed her with kisses and caresses.
His hard body flanked hers and she marveled at his strength. Dallis’ head swam
with the desirous actions of his movements. She returned his caresses and
kisses wholeheartedly. Brodin touched her in places she’d never dreamed a
person would be touched, but it fell too pleasurable to protest.
He set her hand on his hard length and she
gently squeezed him. Brodin groaned and she thought she’d hurt him until he
moaned and repossessed her mouth for a searing kiss.
“Ah that feels incredible, lovely, keep
touching me. Squeeze harder.” He thrust against her hand and his lips parted as
if he enjoyed the forceful touch.
As she did as he asked, he kissed her beneath
her chin, sending his lips in a torrent of heat along the trail of her throat.
Brodin withdrew her hand and settled his body over her.
“You make me hot. I want to make you the same.
Are you burning for me, lovely?”
“I am. Please … Stop the ache.”
“Is the ache here?” He cupped between her legs
and she nodded.
Dallis scrunched her eyes closed when he
pressed himself into her. The unfamiliar invasion almost forced her to draw
away, but a fluttering tingled betwixt her legs and she decided to see what he
intended.
Brodin moved and forced the breath from her.
She panted at the stinging sensation, but then it subsided, and as if he was
supposed to be there, she delighted in each swift thrust. Happily, she met his
body and an intense sensation swarmed her. She lost control of her emotions and
cried out. It was the most euphoric feeling she’d ever experienced. It took a
good long moment for her to recover.
Brodin grunted and stiffened. He shouted and
continuously lunged his body against hers. She soothed him with nonsensical
words and caressed his shoulders. At once he ceased moving and fell atop her.
Dallis hugged him close and didn’t want to release him, but he forced her to
when he rolled to his side.
“Lovely, you’ve done me in.” He groaned and
rolled onto his back. “I should tell you now, I’m not good at relationships.”
“Nay, I didn’t suspect you were. What are you
good at, Brodin?” Why did she ask him that? She knew right well what he was
good at and they’d shared it a moment ago.
“Killing.”
“Killing? Do you jest?” She scowled at his
answer.
“Aye, I’m good at killing. It’s all I need.”
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1 comment:
Sounds like Broden and Dallis have great chemistry
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