Mountain Man's Secret Baby

by Lauren Wood

  Samantha waved his obvious curiosity away with the back of her hand. She stormed off in a huff, pretending that what he had said had gotten underneath her skin. Samantha wanted to be ready for Michael. He was due to arrive in about ½ hour. He had promised that he would have results and she had no doubt that he would have found somebody suitable to train her.

  She waited in her room, until she heard the fake giggling of Elizabeth and that of snickering from Jeffrey. They left the house together in search of a spot underneath a tree to enjoy the day.

  Hearing the telltale knock down stairs and knew that Michael was announcing his presence. She had dressed in her father’s clothes in disguised from any spies in her Uncles favor. She wore a knit cap that kept her face obscured and her hair bundled up underneath. She opened the door to face Michael, who gave her the once over. It made her almost laugh at the absurdity of what she was wearing.

  “Let’s go, before I change my mind and decide that you are completely out of your mind for even thinking about doing something like this. I went back and forth on this all night and I tossed and turned and came to the conclusion that you are headstrong and stubborn like your father. It’s not a trait that is very attractive, but is necessary for a leader to stand strong and be ready for just about anything.” Michael lifted her easily onto the horse and they galloped out of town and away from those that would be able to tell Uncle Phillip what they were up to. To any passerby, they would look like two young soldiers in the prime of their life going out to spar with one another.

  “I know that this is an imposition, Michael. I also know that you would do anything for me and sometimes I take you for granted. I hope that you know that it’s not my intention to make you feel that way. I admire your loyalty to me and to my father. Your guidance and trust is the one thing that he told me that he needed in his life. It’s possible that my uncle doesn’t like you, precisely for the reason that you are in such high regard with his brother. My father treats you like royalty, but when he’s not around, you are not pushed back down to your true status in life.” “I understand why my father likes Michael. He tells it as it is, does not mince words and cares not for anybody’s opinion. With soldiers standing beside my father telling him what he wants to hear, Michael is the only one that keeps him grounded.”

  They moved at breakneck speed, taking to the trails less traveled, until they came to a clearing in the distance. Sitting beside his horse and leaning against a tree was a Highland warrior in the highest standing. His name was Finn Macdonald. He had been friends with Michael for some time. For a British lad and Highlander to be friends was almost unheard of. It came upon the respect of holding both of their lives in the palms of each of their hands. They had saved one another from possible death too many times to count.

  Finn was very much disturbed and had no interest in training a woman. He was only making the effort to meet her, but he knew deep down that he would never relent. It was not, until he got a sight of her that things began to change. It wasn’t just that she was a beauty, but there was a raw sexuality that made him grow inside of his pants despite any of his misgivings. He had never had relations with those of the English. He believed that the women were mild mannered and really didn’t suit his animalistic tastes. He liked to take control, roughly demanding satisfaction in the ways of the heated flesh.

  Chapter 3

  He was mesmerized by her flaxen hair. He found it strangely erotic that she was wearing men’s clothing. It gave her an air of masculinity mixed with a feminine quality that you could see. Her curves were undeniable and the pleasant shape of her breasts drew his eyes to her like a moth to a flame.

  On first inspection, Samantha was not impressed. There was an inkling below her waist, but it was purely physical and came from the fact that he wasn’t wearing a shirt. His chest was bared, his knuckles bloody and the kilt was the only thing that was keeping her from seeing what was underneath. A slight breeze and his legs became more exposed. With one tug of her hand, she could easily see what he was working with.

  “I’m going to leave you in the capable hands of Finn. He’ll bring you back to the outskirts of town. Each day, you’ll do exactly what he says without question or delay. You’re going to have to learn that he’s not going to bend to your will. He wants to get something from this, but I’ll allow him to speak to you about that in private. I’m going to take my leave and make sure that Jeffrey and Elizabeth are not going too far.” He had not voiced his desire, but Michael had his eyes firmly planted on the prize of Elizabeth. There was obvious attraction and a flirtation that went both ways.

  Elizabeth had told him what she was going to have to do and Michael was not at all impressed. He had to make sure that things didn’t go badly. He would watch from afar and wait to intervene if necessary. He had a sword at hand and he was willing to run it through Jefferies body in retaliation for any kind of inappropriate behavior.

  He took off in a Gallup, glancing over his shoulder to see that they were both standing toe to toe like two warriors about to do battle. He didn’t know what to make of it, but there was something in both of their eyes that indicated that there was more here than a professional detachment.

  “I would say that I’m glad to meet you, but I thought for sure that I would be trained by somebody with some decorum. I thought for sure that he would give me somebody that was worthy of my status. I find you repulsive and you smell worse than you look.” Samantha was doing what she could to him in his place. “I don’t want to be here and I can sense that he doesn’t want anything to do with me. We should cut our losses and walk away from this, but for whatever reason I find him strangely compelling. His manliness and the muscles are something that I can truly sink my teeth into. I’m curious to know what is underneath that kilt. I’ve heard rumors that highland warriors wear nothing between them and Glory.”

  Without warning, Finn grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to him. She struggled in vain against his overanxious embrace. She slapped halfheartedly against his chest, feeling how well defined those muscles were and how much it affected her deep down inside. “I think that you need to learn that a man doesn’t want to be treated like some kind of insect underneath your shoe. If you intend to learn to fight, then you need to abide by some rules. If you intend to learn to fight by my hand, then you need to show me some kind of respect. I also want a reward in the form of gold. You may be able to fool everybody else, but there is an obvious wealth within your family that you can get your hands on. I want, as much as you can carry and not a penny more.” To Finn, it was a reasonable monetary gain and not something that she would back down from.

  “I will agree to your terms on one condition. If after one week that I don’t feel that there is an improvement, then the deal is null and void and we go our separate ways.” She swallowed hard, not able to prevent herself from looking at the slight tent in his red and black kilt. The excitement at standing against somebody that was so pure and virginal was like his own personal aphrodisiac. No man had ever touched her, but for the first time in a long time she felt like she could give herself freely and willingly. Deep in her mind, she was thinking that maybe being taken roughly and with determination would be something that she would gladly do for her overactive libido.

  “I think that you’ll find that I’m a very demanding taskmaster. Show me what you can do and we’ll work from there.”

  He let her go, but only temporarily, before she found herself once again trapped in his embrace. This time, her arms were behind her back and she could hear his giggles of amusement at how easily she had succumbed to his manly ways.

  “Unhand me and you know not what you do. I will not be treated like this by somebody like you.” “I can feel him up against me and that steel bar inside his kilt is more than enough to pique my curiosity. That bulging presence is making me yearn for something that I’ve never dared to mention to anyone. I know that I need to remain pure for marriage, but Finn might be the exception to that rule.”


  “You are a very foolish girl. You have no real training and I’m going to have to work you, until you can’t move one single muscle. Let’s begin with a few exercises to give you a bit more upper body strength. You’re going to need that, especially if you intend to carry a sword with any sort of authority. Stop fooling around and show me what you’re made of.” Finn grabbed Samantha and pulled her to him, only to feel her fingers now underneath his kilt touching him in a most inappropriate way.

  This made him look down and that distraction was what was going to catch him off guard. He felt her leg go around his and sweep him off his feet, until she had him on the ground in a vulnerable position. Her foot planted itself in between his legs, causing him discomfort, but not enough that he was going to give her the satisfaction of crying out in pain.

  “I think that you see now that I’m full of surprises. There are all sorts of ways that you can catch a man with his pants down literally and figuratively. I’ve always wondered if it was true about what you Scotsmen wore underneath your kilts. It appears that the rumors were true. I would think that makes it a little hard for you to battle in the field.” “I suppose I really didn’t know that much about the male anatomy. They remained flaccid when they weren’t excited, but it was obvious that he was not exactly feeling nothing towards me. The feel of his package pressing up against my foot is a good indication that I’ve gotten underneath his skin. It’s interesting that he would be in this position and I can tell that this is not something that he is used to. It makes me feel powerful to know that I was able to get the upper hand. I doubt that it’s going to last very long and I’m sure that he’s going to want to take back some of that power.” Samantha waited to see how this was going to play out.

  Finn scrambled to his feet, dusting himself off and trying his best not to show his overactive imagination coming through. His loins were begging for her to touch him again, but there was a time and place for something like that. Her training had only begun and there was a whole lot more that she needed to learn in order to make a stand against her Uncle Phillip.

  “That was pretty good and being unpredictable is one of the tricks that you need to master. Surprising your opponent will give you a chance to vanquish them without having the need to go toe to toe. Trickery will only get you so far and that’s when technique comes into play.” The sun was barely a speck over the trees, but there was still enough light that they were able to train for another hour. In that time, he had seen some remarkable improvement and that was not something that he was expecting. This woman was indeed something special and should not be taken lightly. For one moment, he thought of her Uncle Phillip and how stupid he was to go against her. He was in for a very rude awakening.

  “I’ve learned from the master. You are a pretty good teacher, but sometimes I think that you feel that I’m not worthy of your time. It really doesn’t matter. I’ve always had to prove myself, as capable and I didn’t think that this was going to be any different.” She easily used his strength against him and once again was able to topple him onto the ground. It was only one time, but it made her smile with the accomplishment.

  “I will say that you have potential. Deep down I sense that you have a warrior spirit and that’s usually something that is reserved for men. It is very rare that a woman is able to take on that trait. For you to do it, so easily is an admirable quality. I don’t think that you’re going to be ready to fight any time soon, but I have no problem showing you a few tricks of the trade. This will give you a way to turn the tables on your opponent and not break a sweat doing it. I’ve learned that once you show dominance a foe will back down. You’ve already learned to play dirty. It gave you the opening that you were looking for.” Finn brought his sword up quickly and was amazed that she was actually able to lift the one that he had allowed her to borrow.

  “I think that you’ll find that I’m more than up to whatever you have to show me.” “I don’t want to tell him that being in his presence has made me want to strip away everything else for the chance to see him naked. Just feeling him with my hand and then with my shoe has given me everything that I need to know and more. The only thing that matters is the way that he feels. I will not try anything in case that it’s met with disdain. I don’t know if I could live knowing that I did not give him that same feeling deep down inside.” Samantha swung that sword back and forth with a determination to show him that she was not a waste of time.

  Finn felt a little overwhelmed. She was a quick learner. He had to compensate by using his obvious weight advantage. He heard her cry of pain and realized that his blade had nicked her cheek. It was not something that he wanted to do. He felt bad from the moment that it happened. She turned away from him and didn’t want to show her weakness.

  Samantha needed to show him that she wasn’t any kind of pushover. The only way that she was going to get any respect from him was by being strong and willing to do what needed to be done.

  Chapter 4

  Finn went to console her, but what he found instead was a woman that was playing possum. She twisted around behind him with the sword up against his neck digging into his flesh. He was a little worried that she was getting too carried away. There was something about the forcefulness in which she was able to handle herself that was quite appealing.

  “I didn’t mean to hurt you. These things happen and sometimes you just have to accept them. I do admit that you bounce back quickly and that is not something that you can teach.” He could hear her breathing in his ear and that was more than enough to make him feel the manly presence of his cock in his pants. “You really are something unexpected and I think that you might be one of the finest students that I’ve ever had the fortune to teach.” The blade was cutting into his neck. He had this funny feeling that she was doing this, as a way to get back at him for cutting her cheek like that.

  “I told you that I could handle anything that you through at me and I meant it. I’m not saying that it didn’t hurt, but I’m certainly ready to take my punishment. I was not foolish enough to think that I was going to go in this unscathed. Fighting with a sword is dangerous enough, but when you have no experience, it becomes almost lethal.” “I like being on the other end of this for a change. I thought that he was uncivilized, but I can admit my mistakes. He’s obviously all man. I think I’m going to find out for myself what makes this man a warrior in battle and in a passionate embrace.” Samantha slowly lowered the blade, until it was out of range of cutting him and killing him where he stood.

  Finn turned quickly, catching her unaware and making her gasp with surprise. He kissed her deeply, forcing her down onto the ground and ripping at her clothes like a man possessed. There was nothing that was going to stop him from seeing her body in all its naked glory. He had to do this and watching her reaction was making it necessary to follow through. This woman was definitely a woman of her own character and that fire inside was something that he was itching to see for himself. He watched her squirm, but she did not fight back, which indicated that she was exactly where she wanted to be.

  “I don’t know what came over you, Finn, but I’m not about to deny you anything. I love this side of you and the feel of your manhood was enough to make me curious about what you could do with it.” She felt overwhelmed and this was the first time that a man had made her feel that she was not the one standing on top over others. She was aghast to feel her clothes being stripped away, but it was her natural defense to cover her nudity. She felt his hands prying her hands lose. He displayed her for his eager and hungry eyes. She felt embarrassed, but also slightly aroused. That was pretty evident from the way that her chest had flushed to a more crimson color.

  “Damn, I knew that underneath those men’s clothing that there was a woman with a beating heart. Your breasts are magnificent and I do believe that they require my undivided attention.” He didn’t allow her any kind of response, planting his face in between her bosom and giving it a tongue lashing that it was never going to f
orget. He easily found both of her chunky nips. He pushed them together and began to go back and forth from one to the other. By the time that he was done, they were both soaked in his saliva and he was most happy by the results. He looked down to her mound and underneath that thicket of hair was the pathway to pleasure.

  “You’re nothing like any other man that I’ve been in the presence. They show me more respect than this, but your callous behavior is something that is drawing me out of my shell. I like the way that you take charge and do what you want to without need for permission.” “This guy is a brute and I probably wouldn’t give him the time of day any other time. Thankfully, my body is betraying my better judgment and making me do things that are not the kind of behavior that a princess would be caught doing. I want him, so badly and I plan to give in to those desires.”

  He had reached up and pulled the knit cap off, letting her hair flow freely like it was meant to. He was elated to be in the company of a woman that showed defiance, but also a need that burned like the sun above. “Fuck…you are an amazing piece of ass. I don’t mean to sound crass, but you really should know that you have the kind of body that would make most men fight to the death to get near.” He easily spread her legs with his knee, pushing the other one in between, so that he had the perfect vantage point to see the pink lips of her sex. They were peeking through the foliage. Finn reached down to touch the wet opening and knew that she was excited and didn’t have any way to hide it.