by S. R. Roddy
“I doona ken if I believe ye lass, but I do ken I have dreamt of ye every night for months and now ye are here in the flesh. That is a gift I will gladly take advantage of.” Tavish pulled her back into his arms his goal to ravish her lips until she gladly melted into his embrace.
He had watched her from a distance when his dreams first began… but as the days had went by he was able to move much closer… to listen as she spoke to others without her seeing him. She had a gentle, but big heart and obviously loved children. She was smart and fierce, with a natural talent with a bow. He had watched her practicing with others in a field… hitting her target true ever time. The others even tried intentionally to throw her off with distractions, but she never once missed her target.
He had noticed her odd dress and those of the others around her, but at the time he was so drawn to her that it had only been a passing thought. Could she be telling the truth? Every time he had observed her she had been in a field or other open area shrouded in mist. Maybe… just maybe there had been more that he was unable to see?
Now he was holding her in his arms, kissing her luscious mouth and he never wanted to let her go. He was sure this wasn’t a dream like the others. He had been restless and unable to sleep after his return from the meeting with his liege lord. Walking through the woods he had been drawn to this spot along the edge of the tree line. He drew back slightly… barely touching her lips with his own, running the back of his fingers along her soft cheek. “Och lass, I have waited for sae long tae touch ye. I find I have nae desire tae ever let ye go… just tae lay ye down in this grass and make sweet love tae ye for hours. I’ve been drawn tae ye since the first time ye appeared in ma dreams, but yer gentle nature and the obvious love ye have for children has captured ma heart.”
Her insides fluttered at his words… he sounded so sincere she didn’t doubt him for a second. For months she had watched him in her dreams as well. She had never felt so drawn to any man… well except maybe Ian… but this was different, more intense. She wanted to stay with him… to let him do just as he said. Making love to this man for hours sounded heavenly. She couldn’t deny, at least to herself, that being in his arms felt so right. The idea of love at first sight, or even soul mates floated through her mind briefly, but then it wasn’t the first time she had ever seen him. This whole situation was ridiculously impossible, but there was no denying that it was happening. Who was to say that it wasn’t fates way of bringing two souls together that were meant to be? Okay… so it seemed farfetched, but what other answer was there? A mass hallucination? Yeah that made so much more sense… not! Her family had always believed in the unexplainable mysticisms that ruled this world. Why doubt those beliefs now?
The cool night breeze drifting across her kiss moistened nipples brought her back to her senses once again. At some point during her musings he had managed to undo the toggles on the front of her outfit and expose her breasts to his touch. Her dazed mind could do nothing more than feel as his lips pulled the breast back into his mouth, grazing the elongated nipple with his teeth before gently laving it with his tongue to sooth the hurt. He eased her to the ground near the edge of the forest pulling her down onto his chest as he lay back in the grass. He continued to lave and tease at her breasts suckling greedily at times as she felt his hands pull on her dress.
Bunching the material in his fists he was slowly drawing her skirts up her legs. God she could feel his arousal as it brushed against her stomach. What would it feel like the make love to this man? To have the arousal she felt against her body deep inside her? She could tell he was thick and long, though she had nothing really to compare it to. She felt his finger tips touch the back of her knees as he slowly slid them under her skirts and up the back of her thighs. He had obviously given up on pulling the heavy material up and decided on the more prudent option of just exploring with his hands underneath of it. Maybe the chill in the air had changed his goals? She should be cold, but in all honesty her body was so over heated from his kisses and arousing touch that the cool air only heightened an already unquenchable desire.
As he kneaded her bottom with his callused hands she couldn’t stop the groan that escaped her lips. Sliding his knee between her legs he gently nudged them open causing her legs to slide to either side of his hips. She could feel the moisture soaking into her panties as he touched, nipped and petted her body. Shifting slightly she began an enthusiastic exploration of his chest with her hands. In doing so she had also managed to place his arousal closer to her needy center. He released her breasts kissing his way back up her body taking gentle nips to the skin near her ear. His breath was warm as he pulled her close to him causing her nipples to brush against the light sprinkle of hairs on his muscled chest.
“God lass ye feel sae heavenly in ma arms… like we were made for each other. I can feel us running out of time this night, but let me pleasure ye a wee bit longer before we must part?” Her slight nod and the whimper that was released from her kiss swollen lips was answer enough for him.
She could feel him sliding his finger along the crack of her bottom… back and forth teasingly, each time inches closer to her needy center. She was unaware of her spreading her legs farther apart or her unconscious effort to rub against his arousal. Suddenly his fingers were spreading her nether lips and plunging deep into her channel, first one then two within a few seconds. The feeling of being stretched was overridden by the exquisite feel of his fingers moving in and out of her in a seductive rhythm. She could feel the pressure building inside her as her legs began to tremble. The world exploded around her as she fell over the imaginary edge of a great cliff.
When she finally came to her senses once more he was poised above her ready to enter her for the first time and make their bodies as one. “Ma sweet lass… I had wanted tae wait, but I find it almost impossible tae resist making ye mine.” She had a moment of indecision before the choice was taken from her completely. As his lips touched hers he plunged into her body thrusting through her virginal barrier.
She screamed into his mouth as the pain began to drown out the pleasure of moments before. In a confused daze she could only manage one word. “Tavish?” He stilled instantly… his arousal buried deep inside her body, jaw clenched as he fought off the desire to move. He knew she needed this time to become accustomed to their bodies united as they were.
“I’m sae sorry lass… if I could have avoided hurting ye I would have gladly, but the first time always hurts. I promise ye the next time will be better for us both.”
Those few words were all the reassurance she seemed to need. Sliding her arms around his waist she buried her face in his chest and tried to relax as he thrust inside her. In all the romance books they talk about a pinch of pain and then pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. Well the reality was slightly different. The pleasure was still there… but buried under the surface. The pain was more than a pinch and with each thrust inside she could feel her walls burning from the friction as well as the stretching from his size.
“Sweet lass if ye doona let yourself relax and enjoy this ye are just going tae cause yerself more pain. Trust me… please lass… just trust me.” The concern in his voice managed to penetrate the pain filled fog in her mind and she relaxed a little more.
Easing slightly away from her, he wrapped her legs around him as he slowed his thrust. Slightly wetting his fingers with his mouth he touched her small pearl hidden in the folds between her legs. Leaning forward he gently sucked the tip of her breast in his mouth once more. The combination of all three zones being touched at once over whelmed her senses throwing her into a larger orgasm than the last, flooding her channel with the liquid desperately needed to allow his passage without as much pain. His thrusts became more frenzied as each gush of fluid was released in her excitement. He gave one final thrust before roaring his release into the eerie silence of the misted night. Feeling his seed splashing into her body did something to her insides causing another orgasm to hit her without warning.
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She must have passed out at some point because when she finally came to her senses she was lying slightly on her side with Tavish still buried deep inside her and her leg slung negligently over his hip. She instinctively cuddled close to his chest causing his arms to wrap protectively around her instantly. Wiggling slightly she was amazed to feel him growing hard once more inside of her.
He growled into her ear. “Lass if ye doona hold still I will be ready tae go again in seconds.”
She snuggled closer rubbing her nose against his chest playfully. “That would be a bad thing why?”
His groan seemed loud in the quiet of the night. “Och lass… ye are going tae kill me.” He smacked her bottom when she wiggled again. “Lass ye are going tae be sore as it is… if I take ye again this soon ye will be in a lot of pain in the morn.”
She wiggled again this time kissing his neck and rubbing her breasts seductively against his chest. “I’ll worry about the pain tomorrow then. I only care about right now. Make love to me again… please?”
His loud groan was all the warning she got before he grabbed her hips and began moving slowly inside her. Using his lips to suckle on her breast she could do no more than lean her head back thrusting her breasts closer to his mouth. He laved and suckled at each breast worshipping one before switching every few minutes to the neglected side as he slowly stroked her building desire with his thrusts. They both wanted to savor this time they had together. Something, an inner warning of some kind, told them both that there time together was almost over. It seemed like they had been together for hours, but surely someone would’ve noticed if she had been gone that long?
Wetting his finger in her juices he slowly circled her forbidden entrance before going back to gather her juices once more. She had read about this in many romance books. Would he be so daring as to push his finger inside her forbidden entrance? Did she want him to? Before she could think any more on it his thrusts became frenzied distracting her thoughts. As his finger slipped inside to his first knuckle she once again realized she had waited to long. She could feel the finger wiggling around inside her back entrance before he picked up a rhythm and began to push in and out of her in time with his thrusts. She felt her arousal building once more. Using his free hand he swiped some of her juices onto his finger then smeared it onto both nipples, before heading back south once more. He licked at her juice making pleased noises as he nipped and licked her nipples clean. She felt him spread her ass checks which caused her rose bud to open wider, the finger of his second hand slipped inside thrusting with the first. It was all too much she exploded around him. Moments later she felt him thrust one last time before joining her in bliss.
Coming to her sense she felt the slight tremor in his body as the last of his liquids spurt inside of her. He hadn’t removed his fingers and he still suckled at her breast causing small tremors in her body. She found herself sighing contentedly as he released her breasts and slowly pulled out of her body. He helped her arrange her clothing once more into an acceptable look… nothing was going to help the swollen lips or slightly mused appearance her clothes and hair seemed to portray. Hopefully she could sneak away without the reporters noticing… if they did nothing would stop them from speculating on who she had snuck off with.
Tavish brought her into his comforting embrace as he kissed the top of her head. “I doona ken how this works lass… ye could leave yer world behind and try tae come with me now…” She could hear the almost pleading quality to his voice.
Her heart swelled at the knowledge that he didn’t want to leave her behind. The reality was she didn’t want to leave him either, but what about her responsibilities to the children? Despite her misgivings she found herself nodding in agreement then following him as he lead her into the woods. The mist seemed to become thicker the further they went causing her to grasp his hand tightly in fear. She could hear the tremor in her own voice as she whispered his name. “Tavish? Tavish… I’m afraid.”
“Wheesht lass ye have nothing tae fear… I will always protect ye.” Just then the trees opened up and the mist began to clear.
She saw the MacKay stronghold from her dreams sitting on the hill above them. The moon shone brightly overhead casting it in a majestic light. Though she had known he wasn’t lying, the sight before her forced her to accept the reality of what was happening and brought all her doubts to the forefront once more. Her fear began to recede as he stepped boldly into the clearing and walk toward the front gates, but as she attempted to do the same the mist began to thicken once more. Like a blanket falling to earth it closed in around her.
“Tavish? Tavish… what’s happening?!”
“Lass? Nae lass… doona let go!” It was at his words that she realized that was exactly what she had done.
In her distress she had let go of his hand and it seemed, her connection to his world. As the mist swirled heavier around her she could no longer hear his pleas only see the anguish in his eyes and feel her own despair as she realized that she might never see him again. Looking into his handsome face she realized that after only knowing him a few hours in the real world she had managed to fall even deeper in love with him. She fell to her knees in anguish as she watched the mist take him further away with each minute until at last he was gone leaving her feeling secluded and alone. She curled in a ball and cried as her heart began to break in what felt like a million little shards.
That is how Ian found her what seemed like hours later, which it must have been because she could see the sun barely rising in the distance. How long had she lain here in her own misery? When he first picked her up in his arms she thought for a short moment it was Tavish, that he had come back for her. The reality that it wasn’t him set her off into more tears of despair. She must have passed out at some point… maybe from exhaustion… because when next she looked around it was full day light and she was in a strange bed. Ian sat holding her hand lightly as he slept in a chair next to the bed.
When she lifted her head Ian opened his eyes blinking rapidly before settling his questioning gaze on her face. “How do you feel sweetheart?”
“Sore and tired… very confused… my muscles hurt like I worked hard in the fields.” She was a bit dazed her confusion growing as each minute ticked by. Had it all been a weird dream? If so then how did she end up in one of Ian’s guest bedrooms? Had she drank too much and embarrassingly passed out at the party?
“Do you remember what happened at all?” Someone asked from the corner. She didn’t recognize the voice at first until Malcolm stepped out of the shadows. The look of sadness and genuine concern coming from a man who had only ever looked at her possessively shocked her to her very core.
She shook her head confused by his question. “The last thing I remember clearly is standing outside the barn before a fog or a mist of some kind rolled in. I must have drunk way too much and passed out because I had some really weird dreams about a man who looked like Ian speaking to me at the edge of the forest.” She laughed nervously before moaning. She hurt so much.
The look she saw pass between the brothers frightened her for some reason. Ian’s eyes looked haunted, but Malcolm pulled her attention to his face when he spoke. “Ian found you deep in the woods huddled in a ball. He thought you had passed out too and was just thankful to have found you before you got hyperthermia, but you became hysterical and began crying uncontrollably. We noticed a lot of blood on your clothes so we panicked and called our private doctor.” He looked away without saying a word for several minutes.
Something obviously wasn’t right here. Had something happened that she didn’t remember? They said she was found deep in the woods… had she hurt herself and didn’t realize it? It wasn’t possible that Tavish was real… was it? The ache inside her felt real enough, but surely it was all a dream. There was no way a man from 1501 Scotland could appear out of the mist into 2012 Texas.
Ian took her hand gently. “Sweetheart… the doctor found the source of blood after doing a full exam
ine. He… he said there was extreme tearing of your vaginal entrance along with semen. He determined you were probably a virgin.” He stopped speaking for a moment whatever he was getting at was obviously uncomfortable for him.
Malcolm uncharacteristically took pity on his brother deciding to bail him out by picking up the conversation where he left off. “Were you Tash?” It still surprised her to hear the gentleness in his voice. Malcolm was always abrasive and possessive in nature. She didn’t want to speak the words out loud so settled for a short nod in the affirmative.
“He left a morning after pill for you to take. It’s on the bedside table with a glass of water. He gave you a shot to keep you calm and help with the pain. There was a lot of bruising on your inner thighs and… and your butt.”
Her mind was whirling with a thousand questions and a million possibilities. Last night really happened, but how can that be possible? It took her a moment to realize what they were saying… the morning after pill? Oh god… she hadn’t used protection at all. Why would she forget that? Well she couldn’t blame him…. it’s not like contraception was widely used in the 1500’s. No the reality is that from the moment he had held her in his arms she had wanted to stay there forever. Her hand shook and tears blurred her vision as she brought her hand over her abdomen. Could she take the pill and possibly give up her only link to Tavish?
Tears fell unchecked down her cheeks as she vehemently shook her head. “I… I can’t take that. I won’t be a murderer…” The lie slipped easily from her lips. She had always taken a strong stand against abortion…. never judging those who made that choice… but being strongly against it for herself. Deep in her heart she knew that wasn’t the real reason why though. At that moment she admitted to herself that if it had been anyone else she might have considered using the pill. She gained an uncomfortable insight into the reality of the women who make these choices every day. She had to face yet one more truth about herself, she foolishly hoped that he left something of himself behind for her to hold onto.