Legend of the Fae: A Highland Fantasy (The Dark Fae Saga Book 1)
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Galen broke the kiss and gazed at her. With their hands interlocked it was hard to tell whose was whose. Galen momentarily stood and removed his plaid tartan. He leaned over, scooped up Ella, and gently laid her down on top of the bed. Taking in a lungful of air, Ella could hear the whisper of his breath as he exhaled. Kneeling beside her, he placed his hand on her leg and slid it up her thigh.
Ella felt as if the world was spinning. Her heavy breathing and the tingling sensation from his touch sent her to a state of tantalizing bliss. Pulling her dress up over her head, she lay naked before him. Just at the sight of the look on his face, Ella had no need for his words. She could see the passion and love in his eyes. Straddling over her, his lips descended to hers. With a loud moan echoing throughout the room, they joined together as one in both mind and body.
Mirroring his movement, Ella felt their bodies crash together like a tidal wave meeting the shore. She felt a flutter in her chest as a shiver of pleasure coursed through her. Closing the slightest distance between them, she held him tight against her bosom.
As Galen slowed his pace, she trembled beneath him. Her dry mouth became moist as Galen kissed her lips, sweeping his tongue inside her mouth. Her skin felt flushed as sweat beaded on her forehead.
As Galen thrust his hips, an urging demand threatened to explode inside of her as she matched his rhythm and tempo. Her heart hammered and pulsated in her chest. With each shudder her body made she felt weightless. She imagined herself in the midst of a storm, strong waves crashing against her body. Bellowing loudly to release the intensity of her climax, the storm lifted, and Ella sank to the bed,breathless. Her tired body rested in his arms though she felt not a bit of exhaustion. Her eyes became glossy as a surge of overwhelming happiness filled her heightened senses.
Panting to catch his breath, Galen kissed the top of Ella’s head and wrapped his arm tighter around her. As she lay in his arms, he lightly traced a finger down her supple, rosy cheek to her soft, plush lips. He took the time to admire and study each line and curve of her face. She was beautiful, from her dark green eyes to the freckles that danced along her cheeks. Even the small unnoticeable imperfections were perfect. In this moment, he made a promise to himself that he was never going to let her go.
Ella lay with Galen’s arm wrapped around her, resting her head on his chest, and listening to the soothing beats of his heart. Galen stirred. Lifting her head, she gazed up at him. Galen opened his tired eyes and looked down at her with sweet tranquility.
“I never thought I would see ye again. I am never letting ye out of my sight. I may never even let ye out of this bed,” Galen teased, as he pressed a light kiss to her forehead.
“That’s too bad because there was one place I wished to go.”
“And where is that?”
“Do ye no’ still visit the stones?”
“The stones?”
“Galen Lucius Graham, dinna tell me ye have forgotten about our secret place.”
As much as Ella tried to keep a straight face, the confused look on Galen’s caused Ella to burst into laughter.
“Ye remember?” he excitedly asked.
“Aye. I remember everything.”
Galen swung himself on top of her like a young playful lad. With a wide goofy smile, he showered her with a series of kisses.
Giggling underneath him, she whispered, “I love ye Galen.”
“I love ye too.”
~ ♥ ~
By midafternoon, Galen and Ella rode to the hilltop to visit their secret place. So many memories flashed in Ella’s head. It was almost overwhelming as her entire life’s story played out in her mind.
As they reached the stones, Galen helped Ella down off the horse. The weather had warmed and the sun shone brightly. Circling the stones, Ella stared at the familiar markings. With the ability to decipher what the markings read, Ella read each one out loud to Galen, telling him an ancient story about the past where humans were helped by magical human-like creatures. It was the legend of the Fae.
With curiosity, Ella placed her hands upon one of the stones to see if she could still hear the voices of the past, but all was silent. Not a word, nor a whisper.
Galen came to stand in front of her and wrapped his arms around her. His comfort and warmth was soothing. Ella closed her eyes. This place held so many memories. After ten years, the two of them were back together in the last place they’d seen each other. It was like their long, painful journey had led them back to where it all started, completing a full circle. Ella was grateful they were given a second chance at life and love. The thought was comforting.
“Do ye think ye will miss it?” Galen asked, lifting her chin so that he could look into her eyes.
“Miss what?”
“Yer home.”
Ella gently placed her hands on his rough cheeks and drew him closer to her.
In a quiet whisper, she replied, “I am home.”
The Legend continues…
Prophecy of the Fae
The Dark Fae Saga: Book Two
As Ella struggles to live a normal life within the mortal world, she quickly discovers that no matter what path she chooses, she cannot escape her destiny.
As the wicked Fae Queen Alaris returns with a new and powerful army, it is up to Ella to fight for the Fae world she knows by leaving the mortal world she loves.
Facing new enemies and new trials, join Ella and Galen as they embark on a journey about life, love and sacrifice.
Coming Summer 2015
Other books by this author:
The MacKinnon Clan Series
Book One: The Honor of a Highlander
Book Two: Escape to the Highlands
Book Three: Highland Daydreams
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About the Author
April lives in central Minnesota with her husband and son. She developed her passion of historical romances through her love of history and genealogy. Over the last several years she has compiled her family tree finding over 350 bloodline grandparents dating back to the 900’s from England and France.
When not working or writing, April enjoys spending time with her family, reading and being outdoors.