Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29818 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29818 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
Callum
My steed has barely come to a stop before I’m leaping from its back, reaching up to pull a giggling Cat down into my arms. She’s still wrapped in her wedding gown, and gods is she beautiful. Moonlight glows from the dress and her skin, and as I pull her into my arms, I kiss her fiercely.
Aerie Doon looms above us, and she gasps as I stride boldly for the door, still kissing her. This place and my own castle are equally distant from the McDougall castle, but here just seemed perfect. Back to the beginning, as they say. That and here, it’s just the two of us alone.
I take the stairs three at a time, growling into her lips the whole way up until we tumble into the big room at the top. I kick the door shut behind us, even if I’m quite sure we won’t be disturbed. But closing us away in here just seems right, shutting out the rest of the world.
Part of me wants to throw her on the bed, tear her damn clothes off, and take her fast and hard. But I won’t. Maybe for our second time—and there will many times this night. But for now, I’m going to unwrap her like the gift she is. I move to the bed, setting her down gently on her knees. I cup her jaw, kissing her slowly as my hands skim over her body. She moans as I tease over her breasts, slipping my hands up to the straps of her dress. And slowly, I start to peel them down.
Cat kisses me deeper and with more hunger as I start to slowly slip her dress down over her skin. I peel it down over the gorgeous, creamy slopes of her breasts, and when her pink, hard little nipples slip into view, I groan. My cock thickens hard as stone beneath my kilt, and as I push the dress down to her waist, my hands skim back over her bare skin.
“Lay back, love,” I purr, pushing her back across the big bed. I peel my tunic and kilt away, standing naked before her, my cock pulsing above her with need for her. I watch as my bride slips her dress down, lifting her hips and shimmying to get it over the curve of her hips and her ass before she kicks it down her legs and away.
And then, she’s bare for me.
I growl, and I’m about to stalk over her, when she sits up, stopping me.
“My turn first,” she whispers heatedly, her voice thick with lust. She curls her legs under her, sitting up on her knees as she moves towards me. I groan when her fingers slide down my stomach, tracing the muscles of my abs before they curl around my thick shaft. She strokes, moaning softly, her eyes locked onto my throbbing cock. She looks up at me, this wicked look in her eyes before she drops her gaze back to my length and licks her lip.
She leans in, and when her wet, pouty lips slip over my swollen crown, I hiss in pleasure. My muscles clench as the heaven of her mouth sinks down over my cock. She moans so sweetly, the vibrations teasing through my shaft as she begins to suck on it wetly. I groan, my hands dropping to her long honey-blonde hair and tangling in it. She whimpers, taking more of me into her mouth, and when one of her hands slips lower to cup my heavy balls, swollen with lust for her, I growl in pleasure.
But as heavenly as her sweet little mouth is, I’m hungry for a taste of my own. I groan, my eyes locked on my little minx of a wife as she slips her mouth down the side of me, her pink tongue darting out to lick and tease my cock as she strokes me and toys with my balls. I can feel myself getting harder, the pleasure overwhelming me as she slips back to my crown, sucking just the tip inside and swirling her tongue around it. I grunt, muscles tensing before finally, with a gasp, I manage to pull her away.
“Gods, Cat,” I groan, pulling her up and kissing her fiercely. She moans, her hand still on my cock, stroking me.
“You didn’t let me finish,” she purrs into my mouth teasingly,
“Tonight, little love,” I growl. “Tonight, I want every drop of my seed deep in your womb.” I lean down over her, pushing her back onto the bed.
“I want you bred with my heir, little love,” I groan. Cat whimpers, pulling me into a fierce kiss as her long legs wrap around my waist. But I slip lower, and she whines in frustration before she feels my hands push her legs wide apart as my breath teases over her cunt.