Branded by a Warrior (18 page)

Sitting down the sword, “Not as much as I love
you
Broderick,” stepping into his arms she threw her
hands
around his neck and bestowed a kiss upon him
that had him kicking the door to the solar closed. Reaching behind him he threw the latch and picked her up, carrying her over to the large bed across the room he sat her on her feet as he unchained his sable off her shoulders letting it fall to the
floor.

Reaching down he ran his hands up her skirt
,
across her thighs as he nudged them apart, burying his fingers into her wetness, “Say it again Elisabeth,” his voice velvet smooth as he slid his fingers deeper into her as she leaned up against the bed.

“I love you Broderick, I’ll love you to the day I die,” her words floated around him as he spun her around and bent her over the bed, flipping up her skirts
,
he bared her naked ass, toeing her legs farther apart he grasped his hard cock and ran it over her wet valley, “Do you want me my queen?” he teased as he pushed in with his tip and quickly withdrew from her.

Looking over her shoulder, she bit her lip as she said, “Oh yes my
king
.”

Sinking into her from behind, he
sunk
into her molten core with a powerful thrust that lifted her off her feet and made he
r moan his name as she grasped at the sheets upon the bed.

“Say it again my queen,” he demanded as he rocked into her, tilting her high off the floor.

Gasping at the erotic sensation of him fucking her from behind she w
hispered, “I love you Broderick
.
”

One of his hands reached up and squeezed her ample breasts as his other held on tight to her hip as he made love to her from behind, arching into him she felt the sensation of a climax arising in her as he pounded her mercilessly from behind.

Not seeing him was a new erotic sensation for her, he was able to penetrate far deeper than he ever had, it took away her breath, he was so large
and demanding
.
She loved every moment of it.

Both fully dressed, they made love until both of them came together, Broderick had rather liked she was a screamer. She called out his name as he took her over the edge, joining her moments later.

Slowly p
ulling out of her, he flipped down her skirts and
cradled her against his ch
est, and carried her over to their
bed
room.

The next morning Elisabeth awoke first, slipping out of their warm bed she pulled one of Broderick’s linen shirts over her head and ordered the wolfhounds to stay as she crept out of the room.

Exiting Broderick’s room she walked over to her new solar, opening the door she walked in shutting the door behind her. Looking over at the bed she saw the sheets a mess from last night where Broderick had made love
to her. Smiling at the thought, she walked over to the wardrobe to see her new weapons.

Throwing the doors wide she stood before the beautifully forged weapons in awe, a perfect match to Broderick’s set; slightly modified for her build
,
the weapons were breathtaking.

The chainmail was molded to fit her slim figure and large
breasts;
the leather bracers were sized to f
it her narrow wrists, and also
match
ed
what Broderick wore. It was obvious to Elisabeth that he had ordered these weapons forged long ago; it took a considerable amount of time to create such fantastic weapons as these. He had taken great care in selecting each item for her and having it made with specific detail.

Picking up one of the bracers she attached it to her sword arm, the fit was perfect. Plucking up her sword she twirled it in her hands and sliced it through the air
, pleased with the weight
.
The sword was well balanced, and the handle was small enough for her to grip easily with her small hand.

From the doorway Broderick watched his future wife, donned in only his shirt
. H
e watched her with wonder as she wielded her new weapon. With the sword in her hand she looked like a natural, her movements quick and skilled, he watched her enjoy her new gifts with appreciation.

With her back turned to the door, she hadn’t
realized
he was watching her until she heard his velvet voice, “
So quickly you leave my side for your sword, I see ho
w it is my little warrior queen
.
”

Turning around, she saw her future husband leaning his shoulder against the doorway, a sheet wrapped around him as he crossed his arms and smiled at her. His dark hair tousled from sleep
and sex
, his smile made her crave him as she watched his arms flex.

Sitting down her sword on the table she ran and jumped into his arms, wrapping her slim bare legs around his waist she kissed him as she whispered, “I’ll never leave your s
ide my love
.
”

Catching her as she jumped, he grabbed her bare ass and squeezed as he kissed his beloved’s sweet mouth. She stirred such emotion in
him;
he still had a hard time accepting it. Watching her with
a
sword made him
hard;
he never expected the sight to arouse him. The moment the blade touched her hand she transformed into a warrior queen, her movements changed in subtle ways. Gone was the elegant lady, and before him was a well trained warrior. He could tell from her posture and graceful swings that she was indeed worthy of her reputation. Her focus and precision were apparent in her every move. He had watched for her a long time before finally speaking, she was memorizing.

Closing the door to the solar behind him, he locked it with one hand as he claimed her mouth, squeezing her ass as she moaned his name. Carrying her over to the large bed he tossed her on the bed, extracting a giggle from her as she bounced onto the fluffy bed.

Crooking her finger at Broderick she beckoned him as she lifted his shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor, leaving her naked before him.

Crawling on the bed, Broderick let his sheet fall away from his hips as he kissed her toe
s
and worked his way up past her ankle,
sliding
her lean legs apart he knelt between them.

“I dislike you leaving our bed first,” he whispered as he kissed the inside of her thighs,
sliding his hands underneath
her
exquisite ass pulling her closer to him.

Biting her lip she looked into his eyes, she could see the desire in his eyes. He was glorious, his body was in tune with hers as if they were made for each other.

Lying naked in the solar bed, she looked up into at her lover kneeling between her legs as he kissed her thighs. Growing hot with nee
d she shut her eyes and ran her hands through his silky hair.

The moment his tongue touched her center she melted with pleasure. Broderick pulled her into him as he feasted on her; his tongue teased her as he pleasured her.

She had never felt anything so intimate as his mouth on her sex, it was erotic and breathtaking, “Oh my god Broderick,” she whispered as she writhed underneath his skillful hands. 

Bringing her to the edge of a climax, Broderick
rolled her over and brought her
down upon his rock hard cock in a slow pace. Sinking into her molten core slowly he watched as her head fell back as he entered her.

Gasping at his size,
she rolled her hips and lowered herself down upon her glorious warrior, moaning his name as he reached up and cupped her bouncing breasts with his large hands.

Bouncing her up and down he loved watching her fall apart, naked except for her new leather bracer she rode him with growing skill. He no longer had to hold back from her, she refused to allow him to take it easy on her. She had told him night after night to have his way with her; she enjoyed everything he had done to her. She gave freely to him, unashamed or embarrassed she craved their closeness.

“Tell me what I want to hear my queen,” he purred as he watched her ride his velvet cock.

Looking down into his handsome face, she leaned closer to him and let her breast touch his bare chest, whispering into his ear, “I
love you Broderick, I am yours
.
”

Rocking into her with such a feeling of possession, he grabbed her ass and buried himself deep into her womb as he catapulted them both into a climax, “Aye Lis, you are
mine
.
”

Screaming his name she exploded on top of him as he filled her womb with his warm seed as he did
every time
they had sex.
Lying in each other’s arms they feel back asleep for a few hours before they both woke up hungry, and in need of a bath.

Broderick was the first one dressed and ready for the day, kissing her, “Join me downstairs when you are dressed my love, we can visit w
ith Isobel for a while together
.
” 

Nodding she watched as he left their room to see to his duties, his dogs following behind him.
Lying back in the bed, she pulled the covers over herself and simply laid there in pure happiness.

Less than an hour later she was dressed and ready to find her future
husband;
leaving the room she descended the stone staircase to the keep.
Donning another beautiful creation by Rhona, she had her MacMillan plaid draped over her chest as the women normally wore it. Over her shoulders, Broderick’s prized sable fur she had claimed as her own.
She wore her new sword with honor
at her left hip
, her dirk and shortsword also attached to her side.
It felt incredible to be armed, especially in such personalized weapons that matched Broderick’s swords.

It was nearly the afternoon by the time she appeared downstairs. Many of the castle staff was busy doing their chores, waving to their new mistresses happily a
s they went about their duties.

Looking in the kitchen she found it empty, turning down the hall towards Isobel’s room she recognized Broderick’s stern voice echoing down the corridor as she approached. He wasn’t alone and by the tone of his voice, he wasn’t
pleased
either.

Hearing the female voice
,
she stopped in her tracks well out of view and listened.
She knew exactly who he talked to with such irritation.

“But you can’t just ignore the fact that we
are
betrothed Broderick, if you marry
anyone
, it will be me!”

“
We
were
betrothed Siobhan, many many years ago.
You certainly ignored that fact when you ran off and married another man Siobhan,
you
broke our engagement. I will not
honor a contract
after you married another. I am sorry your husband died, but it is not my duty to marry you. I will marry E
lisabeth, accept that as a fact. She will be my wife, not you
.
”

Standing against the
stone wall
of the
corridor she felt guilty listening to the conversation, turning to walk away she stopped in her tracks as Siobhan countered with, “Don’t you think it is odd that she was the
only
survivor Broderick? That your brother
and niece were attacked while in her presence
,
and yet again she survived?
She’s only using you.
Didn’t you learn your lesson with Fiona?”

His voice was cold
and bitter
, “Do not
ever
compare Elisabeth to Fiona. Are you
so jealous you’d make outlandish accusations against my future wife
?”

Lowering her eyelids she countered, “Time will tell, I guess we shall see if you are made to be a fool yet again
, I’ll be waiting for you when she betrays you
.
”

From the corridor Elisabeth’s blood boiled, how dare that whore accuse her of such
vileness?
Pushing off the wall she walked away before she
walked around the corner and
tore that bitch’s throat out with her bare hands.

Clenching her jaw she exited the keep and went in search of her horse, she needed to ride. Walking through the snow-covered bailey she marched towards the stables determined to escape these walls for a ride.
Today she was outfitted with her new weapons and felt invincible with the rage flowing through her veins.

Although the warriors rode out on daily border patrols, she had yet to be allowed to leave
alone;
yesterday with Kendrix was the only time. She cared naught that the woods could be teeming with Douglas warriors, she would be glad to kill anyone she came across in her current mood.

Saddling her brother’s stallion herself, she ignored the stable hands as they begged to do it for her.
Her polite mood and graciousness were absent today, replaced with rage and frustration she swung
up on her black mount
glaring
at anyone who stood in
her way.

Sitting upon her horse, she leaned down and patted the large black stallion’s neck and whispered to him, “Let’s see if we can escape our prison my friend”
lightly tapping her heels into the horse’s side, they moved as one towards the drawbridge.

“Lower the drawbridge” she called up, with determination and power.

“I have not been given approval to allow you to leave alone Lady
Elisabeth, I am sorry” the nervous guard answered as his eyes searched for his laird.

Pulling her broadsword from her side, she pointed it right at the guard,
“You will lower the drawbridge Ian or I will cut off your balls
” she commanded with such force
the warrior’s jaw dropped.

The other guards looked
at each other, not quite sure what to do. S
he noticed several men
run
towards the kee
p, most likely to inform their L
aird of her demand
. Sitting upon her horse, she watched as the tower guard froze.
Narrowing her eyes she
pointed her broadsword
at
the drawbridge.
“
Lower
it NOW Ian
!” S
he barked with such commanding force she saw him move instantly.

As soon as the large wooden drawbridge hit the ground she spurred her horse and galloped away from the castle with such speed. Anger poured off her as she rode along the trails, the cool wind blew her hair free.
Siobhan’s words still fresh in her mind; she rode as fast as her stallion would take her.
Her hair whipped in the wind as
she urged her mount on
. She felt free and alive, letting the ride and peacefulness of the frozen woods calm her
nerves;
she rode on, her destination unknown.
She knew it was only a matter of time before the guards info
rmed Broderick of her escape
from
his heavily fortified
castle.
He would come,
and he would be livid with her, and right now, she didn’t give a damn.