IntoEternity (24 page)

“Oh?” Still skeptical, she pointed at the barrier he had
constructed. “Then why the high-security system?”

“That is to ensure we are not disturbed for the rest of the
evening,” he stated in a low, satisfied voice as he advanced upon her. “That
door will not be opened until morning.” He moved with all the grace of a large
feline. “Even if the Day of Judgment comes upon us and fireballs fall from the
sky, that door will not open.” He stopped before her and reached for the laces
that held the front of her gown together.

“Not so fast, buster! We need to talk first…about us”—she
waved her hand to indicate the two of them—”before this goes any further. I
have had a lot of time to consider this whole handfasting issue. I know what I
want from this relationship but I’m wondering if you are having second
thoughts. I want this to last. If you are not serious enough about our
relationship to make it a permanent arrangement, then there’s the door. Just
turn around and walk away.” Gusty watched the shocked look on Alexander’s face
turn into a good resemblance of a thundercloud. She took a step back and then
another, but for every one she moved back he took one toward her.

“You are mine, Augusta, now and forever!” His voice was
menacingly low as he stalked her and by the time he backed her up against the
cool stone wall, he was fairly bellowing at her.

“It is you I want. It is you I love. Even if I have to
follow you through all time and into eternity!”

With her back literally against the wall Gusty could only
stare up at this very large, very angry Highlander, wide-eyed in amazement. He
had just clearly and unquestionably declared his love for her. She blinked once
and dropped her gaze to his frown, wondering if he was now too angry to kiss
her. Her heart jumped at the thought and her tongue darted out to lick her
suddenly dry lips. Her eyes widened at the low rumble that escaped his throat.

“Alexander?” She gasped in concern as she reached out and
touched his arm.

“Do not touch me just yet, do not move, do not speak, Gusty,”
he advised her through clenched teeth as a sheen of perspiration broke out on his
forehead.

“What’s wrong? Tell me,” she insisted.

“I thought I had lost you, lass. Never again do I want to
suffer such torment. I find I need you. I need you so badly I fear my
self-control is near gone. I don’t want to hurt you,” he growled.

She pulled her hand back and clasped both of them against
her breast, wondering what she should do.

“You still want me? Love me?” Her last words came out in a
whisper as she prayed that he did.

“Oh aye, love. There is no denying I want you.” He reached
for her hand and drew it down between them, thrusting his thick erection into
her palm.

“And I want you, my love,” she whispered as she squeezed his
obvious need gently, moving her fingers down over his length, drawing a low
groan from his lips. Alexander opened his eyes to look at her. She saw the
powerful desire there and she went to him eagerly as he reached for her with
shaking hands, drawing her near.

“The time for words has passed, my love,” he told her in a
low, sensual voice. “If I have failed to assure you of my trustworthiness to be
a faithful husband for as long as we both are alive, then maybe it is time I
show you how it will be between us for the rest of our lives.”

His gaze dropped to her heaving breasts. She fought to
control her breathing and a lecherous grin transformed his face.

“I have neglected you far too long, sweet selkie.”

He pulled her against him, crushed her to his chest as his
lips took hers in a kiss that sealed his promise. She had waited so long and
now she meant to take advantage of what he had to offer. Her arms slipped
around his neck as she gave herself up to the passion of the moment.

“You are mine, Augusta Sutherland,” he murmured against her
lips. “Do not think you can ever escape me again. I will not allow it, do you
understand?”

Gusty opened her mouth to speak but Alexander swept his
tongue past her lips, plunging in to taste her sweetness. Her response to his
kiss was more than he had dared hope for. Her tongue was soon dancing
erotically with his, finally following his back into his mouth where he suckled
it, drawing a low whimper from her. When the kiss ended they were both
breathless and panting, and he had her pressed up tightly against the stone
wall, his hips moving rhythmically against hers, showing her just what he
wanted.

Alexander lifted his head and studied her lovely face. Her
dark eyelashes fanned across her flushed cheeks, her lips parted, dewy from the
kiss they had just shared. If possible she was even more beautiful than when he
had first set eyes on her. His blood curdled when he thought about how this
small, delicate woman had managed to survive the atrocities that had befallen
her in the last two months.

Her courage was remarkable, as was her determination. She
had even stood up to him when he needed chastisement for his neglect. His ferocity
faded, replaced by a burning need to make this alluring beauty his. His body
reacted to the feel of her pressed against him. He stared at her tempting mouth
and wanted to taste her again. But even as he watched she began to chew
nervously on her bottom lip. She seemed nervous and that was not what he wanted
right now. He did not want her worrying about anything tonight. He had plans for
seduction and he wanted her hot and wet with lust.

“Gusty, look at me.”

At Alexander’s soft command her eyes flew open and she found
his face only inches from hers. She was not ready for their kiss to end and
wondered why he had stopped. His lips were so close to hers and Gusty wanted
them oh so much closer! She wanted him to kiss her again.

“Alexander?”

She raised her eyes to his. The look of passion in his gaze
left her breathless and her body flushed with desire. His silver gaze held such
hunger, so much raw, unleashed lust for her. How was it this man had the power
to do this to her? She should have more pride than to melt under his ardent
gaze.

“I did not come up here to argue with you,” he whispered
against her lips. “I brought you up here to make love to you. You are mine,
sweet Gusty, and I am not about to let you go for any reason. I have neglected
my duty to you, a thing I mean to rectify soon. I find I cannot wait any
longer, my lady.” His voice was harsh as he moved his hips forward, pressing
his hard groin against her soft belly.

Gusty gasped and a thrill of longing rippled through her. Her
whole body reacted to his declaration, her nipples tightening and her abdominal
muscles clenching as warm moisture pooled between her legs.

“Oh, Alexander!”

Her gasp of wonder had his manhood jerking in response.
Gusty watched his silver eyes darken and a low groan rumbled deep in his chest
as she caressed and squeezed the hardness that lifted the front of his plaid. She
tried to pull her hand back but he stopped her, holding her palm firmly against
his shaft as he moved against her suggestively.

“Nay, touch me, sweet lass. Ah aye, it feels so fine! God
Almighty, I want you!”

A primitive passion took hold of her at the yearning she
heard in his voice. The spark of desire she experienced when he had appeared
downstairs suddenly flamed into a hot blaze of sexual need. Her tongue darted
out to moisten her dry lips and her gaze dropped to his mouth. She needed him
to kiss her. She thought she might die if he did not kiss her. And then she
sighed as his mouth lowered to cover hers. Her eyelids fluttered closed and she
waited in high anticipation. But when his lips did not touch hers, Gusty’s eyes
flew open and she gasped in disappointment.

“Alexander?”

He combed his fingers through the mass of curls, setting her
hair free from its plait so it fell about her shoulders to tumble down past her
waist.

Gusty let her head fall back into his large palm and with
skilled fingers he massaged her skull. The gentle stroking sent delightful
sensations through her body and had her melting against him with a sigh of
pleasure.

She opened her eyes and watched as Alexander lowered his
head and she welcomed his kiss. He gently touched the seam of her lips with the
tip of his tongue, letting her know what he wanted. Her mouth opened and his
tongue thrust in to tease hers, to taste and caress the sweetness within. A
slow melding of lips and tongues turned into a ravaging kiss that left them
both breathless. Gusty wanted more. She fumbled with the laces of his tunic,
frantically pulling at them until she had the garment parted. With his bare
skin revealed to her eyes she tentatively ran her fingers through the crisp,
curling hair that covered his broad chest. Growing bolder, she splayed her hands
and moved them up and down over his pectorals, loving the feel of his hard
muscles beneath her fingers.

“Oh God, Alexander! You are so hot and so hard! I…want—”

Frantically Gusty ran her hands over his thick, muscular
arms and broad shoulders, loving the freedom to explore him, craving the feel
of him against her sensitive flesh. There would be no interruptions. She wanted
him, his kisses, his hands caressing her body, but right now she wanted more
than anything to feel his hot length inside her.

As if he had read her mind, Alexander paused in his lovemaking
and whispered hoarsely, “I think it is time we moved to that very large bed. I
do not want to take my bride against this wall. I want you under me, aching for
me. Now!” His breath tickled her ear. “Come join me, sweet Gusty.”

“Aye, my love. Take me to bed,” she whispered in return as
her lips touched his.

The kiss she gave him showed just how ready she was for him.
Her bones seemed to melt into him as he lifted her and carried her quickly to
the bed.

After settling her gently in the center of the mattress, he
stood back and gazed down at her. He could not seem to get his fill of looking
at her. After a moment of embarrassing silence, Gusty held up her arms,
signaling for him to join her.

“What are you waiting for?” she asked, feeling suddenly
self-conscious as he stood there looking down on her with an odd expression
upon his face.

“I am just contemplating the many enjoyable hours ahead of
us. I plan to take advantage of every one of them. Do not expect to get any
rest this night.”

“But it is not even dark outside,” she said for lack of
anything better.

“It does not matter. In this room time means nothing. There
is just you and I, and we will spend many, many hours making passionate love. I
am going to take you until I have exhausted every possible way there is to make
love.”

His reply sent delicious shivers racing down to her toes.

“Promises, promises.”

She smiled coyly as he lowered his body onto the bed beside
her. He drew her against his chest and his lips captured hers once more,
effectively removing her doubts about the time of day.

When Alexander finally stopped for a breath of air, his gaze
moved down the length of her body and she shivered in response to the heat she
saw in his eyes. He lowered his head to her breast and laved one peak with his
tongue before sucking a good portion of it into his mouth, suckling her long
and hard. His hot mouth elicited a groan of pure pleasure from Gusty and she
grasped his hair and arched up to offer more to his pleasurable ministrations. Panting,
she clutched him to her as he moved to give similar attention to her other
breast. Then he began to work his way down her body, using his mouth, teeth and
tongue. She sighed and moaned in pleasure and encouragement as he seemed to
taste every inch of her bare skin, moving lower and lower. He kissed and nipped
his way over her belly, working his way down to the sensitive skin of her inner
thighs and finally moving to lie between her outstretched legs.

Gusty cried out and clutched at Alexander’s powerful
shoulders as his mouth and tongue touched the heart of her, kissing her
intimately. Her breath left her lungs with a
whoosh
as bliss surged
through her body. Waves of intense delight swept over her. She gripped the
bedding beneath her, holding on for dear life, fearing she might fly from the
bed as the exquisite torment carried her higher and higher. She screamed his
name, lifted her hips as he propelled her into a sweet orgasm.

Alexander pulled back, leaving her only long enough to shed
his boots and clothing before rejoining her on the bed. He repositioned himself
between her spread legs. Gripping his cock, he stroked his hand up and down the
shaft before he nudged the blunt head against her entrance and paused.

Through half-closed lids she watched as he touched himself.
A groan of need escaped her parted lips at the sight of his long fingers
caressing his magnificent erection, pushing the head into the slick, wet flesh
between her thighs. His eyes never left her face as he edged inch by inch into
her hot center.

“Oh God! Don’t stop. Whatever you do, don’t stop!”

He pressed forward, easing his cock into her welcoming heat.
Her muscles relaxed—surrounding him, accepting him—and then squeezed him. The
sensations overwhelmed her. A fine sheen of sweat covered his forehead and his
jaw clenched.

“You are mine, sweet selkie. Now and forever.”

He thrust forward, driving his shaft to the hilt. A cry of
pleasure escaped Gusty’s lips. He stilled for a moment but she began to move
her hips against his, showing him what she needed from him.

Clinging to Alexander with both her arms and legs, Gusty
gave herself into his care. His overwhelming strength and raw power took
control as he drew back and thrust in again and again with long, slow strokes. The
muscles of her tight sheath gripped him, squeezing him as she reached her peak,
and he increased his pace. He heaved over her, hard and heavy, thrusting his
hips until his body stiffened and he cried out his completion. Then he
collapsed over her, crushing her under him. Their heartbeats thundered in
unison and their breathing was harsh and labored. After several minutes she
moved her hips, only to discover Alexander was still semi-hard and buried deep
within her.

Gusty was too contented to complain about his weight. She
found she liked the feel of his large body covering her. She felt completely loved
and secure for the first time since being pulled back into this ancient time.
This giant Scot was her husband and she meant to keep him…far beyond a year and
a day. She would keep him forever and a day.

Alexander lowered his head to her breasts, drawing one sensitive
nipple into his hot mouth, sending a jolt of fire to her core. She groaned with
the added pleasure.

“It has been so long, my sweet Gusty, I find I need you
again.”

He sounded almost apologetic but she could see the desire
hot in his eyes and she could feel his thick shaft inside her, growing bigger
and demanding attention. His hands moved restlessly over her body, caressing
her, bringing her to arousal once again.

“I want you too, Alexander.” Gusty lifted her legs higher
around Alexander’s hips, drawing him deeper, unashamed as she sought her own
pleasure.

He began to move in a slow, steady rhythm. But as their
passion increased, his pace grew faster and harder until they were both
writhing with their need for fulfillment.