His Bonnie Highland Temptation (The Clan Sinclair Book 2)

by Celeste Barclay

  Siùsan sensed Callum slowing down and raised an eyebrow in question.

  “There isnae aught reason to rush. We have a lifetime together.” He learned forward to kiss her shoulder but could not help but laugh when he heard Siùsan growl softly.

  She pulled on her sleeves and allowed the gown to pool around her feet.

  “Ye might nae be in a hurry but I dinna feel the same. I have spent all evening worrying that ye dinna want to touch me.”

  “Dinna want to touch ye?” Callum really did laugh now. “When have I ever not wanted to touch ye?” He kissed her shoulder again.

  “Ye didna make any move to touch me while we sat by the fire. Then ye made it sound as though ye were only going to have us settle down for the night by the fire. I thought mayhap ye’d changed yer mind about being married to me.”

  He pulled her back into his embrace and wrapped his good arm around her. She did not lean back all the way to protect his arm in the sling, but her backside rubbed against his cock. He rocked his hips into her.

  “Do ye have any doubt now?”

  “Nay,” she whispered.

  He ran his hand up and down her arm as he feathered kisses across her shoulders. He gently turned her to face him. He pulled the ribbons loose that held her chemise in place. It glided to the ground like a feather caught in the wind. Siùsan stepped out of the chemise and gown. She bent to untie her boots but Callum caught her hand and shook his head. He took her hand and kneeled. She followed him onto the plaid. He gently lowered her to the ground. He kissed a warm path from her knee to her ankle as he undid one then the other boot. Siùsan watched the ripples in his back muscles as he moved. She could not help herself and sat up, so she could reach out to run her hands over the hard muscles of his shoulders. She felt him shudder at her touch. He turned to look at her. The hunger in his eyes took her breath away. Mayhap I willane have to wait so long after all. He wants this as much as I do.

  She almost moaned aloud when he stretched out beside her favoring his injured shoulder and arm. She rolled onto her side to face him. He slid his good arm beneath her and wrapped it around her side. He drew lazy circles on the small of her back and then cupped her backside. He danced his fingers along the divide of her buttocks. He had never attempted to touch her there before. He was curious to see her reaction. As always, he was not disappointed by her own curiosity. She looked up at him as she threw her top leg over his top hip. This gave him more access to everything he wanted. He ran his fingers between the cheeks of her backside and grazed her most sacred of places. She drew in a sharp breath but let it out just as quickly when she felt his tongue on her nipple. She had not even realized that she had closed her eyes. She looked down to see Callum’s head bent over her breast as he took as much into his mouth as he could. His fingers slid through the wetness of her seam. He thrust three fingers into her as he suckled hard on her breast.

  Siùsan moaned loudly and rocked her hips. She wanted to grab his shoulder for purchase but was careful not to press on his injury. Instead, she fit her hand in the groove of his hip. She had come to learn that this was one of her favorite places on his body.

  She waited until Callum lifted his mouth to shift to her other breast. She caught his hair in her hand and gently pulled his head back. She brought their mouths together in a fierce tangle of tongues. She shifted her weight and nudged Callum onto his back. She looked at him as she tried to figure out how to maneuver their positions.

  “Straddle me, mo ghaol, just like ye did on the chair in the study.” Siùsan immediately remembered their interlude in the laird’s study when Robert had come to visit.

  She carefully swung one leg over him and as she slowly lowered herself down, she felt the tip of his rod poke at her entrance. She looked up at Callum to see what he wanted her to do.

  “Ease yerself onto me. Let yer body get used to the feel of me inside ye.” Those were the most erotic words Siùsan had ever heard. She felt her body adjust to the feeling of Callum inside of her. He felt so incredibly large and long that she was not sure that her body could take all of him in. “I will fit, lass. I promise.”

  Siùsan looked up when Callum seemed to read her thoughts. She felt him press against a barrier inside of her. She knew that was her maidenhead. She took a deep breath, looked into Callum’s eyes, and nodded her head. He thrust his hips up as she dropped her weight onto him. The searing pain that shot through her was unlike anything she had every felt before. She could not seem to catch her breath and her eyes watered. He is too large. He doesnae fit. How can this feel so horrible when everything else feels so good? She whimpered softly.

  Callum sat up and pulled her head into the crook of his neck. He ran his hand up and down her back and damned his injury for taking away the use of one of his hands. He kissed her hair and slid his hand between them. He felt for her pleasure button and began to rub it in gentle but firm circles.

  “It will get better, I promise ye. I ken it hurts now, but the pain will ease then I will bring ye pleasure. I am sorry that I hurt ye. It willna ever hurt again.” Callum covered her cheeks in kisses as he continued to stroke her. “Rock yer hips, Siùsan. Adjust until ye are comfortable. I willna move until ye’re ready.” Even if it kills me.

  Siùsan slowly shifted her weight against him. The pain had already begun to ease and the feel of Callum’s finger against her was beginning to make her ache for release. Now, the feel of Callum deep inside of her made her want to explore what more he could do to her. She rocked her hips as he suggested and was rewarded by his deep groan. She cupped his face in her hands and pressed her lips to his softly. She ran her tongue around the outline of his lips and then pressed into his mouth. She used her tongue to draw his into her mouth. When he obliged, she began to softly suck on it. As she played with his tongue, she circled her hips a couple of times. She was beginning to understand what the fuss was all about. She was fully aroused again and wanted to move faster.

  “Callum, please move now. I need it.”

  “What do ye need, Siùsan? Tell me.” He wrapped his good arm around her and pressed his hips up into her and he pulled her down onto his cock.

  “I dinna ken. I dinna ken. I just need more of this, of ye.”

  “Ye do ken, mo chridhe. Just let go and tell me how to please ye.”

  Siùsan tried lifting her hips up slightly and then lowering herself. She felt Callum press so deeply into her that she thought he might touch her heart. She wanted more, and she wanted it faster.

  “More, Callum. I want to move faster, and I want ye to move harder. Show me how much ye want to be inside me. Show me that I am the only one ye want.”

  That was all the invitation that Callum needed. He tightened his hold on Siùsan and flipped them around so that she was on the bottom. He rested his entire weight on one forearm. Siùsan marveled at the strength of Callum as he began to move inside her with fervor.

  “Siùsan, I want ye more than anything I have ever desired before. Ye feel better than I could have possibly imagined. Ye’re so tight I feel like I am going to explode but I dinna want this to end. I want to make love to ye all night and every night for the rest of ma life. God, lass, I want ye.” Callum began to move harder and faster. Siùsan moaned as she pressed her feet into the ground to lift her hips to match each of his thrusts.

  “I ken what the fuss is about now. Callum, ye willna break me. Harder, please. Just harder.”

  Callum could barely breathe when he heard Siùsan repeat her request for him to move harder. His hips pounded into her. He knew she would be incredibly sore in the morning from the rough way he was taking her, but he could not bring himself to stop. He had never, ever wanted to be inside of a woman more than he did with Siùsan. He wanted to find his release and pour his seed into her. He would truly claim her as his when his seed took. He prayed it would be soon. They had bound themselves to each other in word and in deed, but he would have them start their own family as a tie that bound them together forever. I have never
wanted to get a woman with child before. Just the opposite. I have made sure that never happens. Why now? Cause I love her more than ma own life.

  Callum leaned forward to catch Siùsan’s lips in a possessive and powerful kiss. He thrust again and again praying that she would find her release soon because he was not sure how much longer he could wait. He felt her inner walls begin to tighten around his throbbing cock. He felt the tingle at the base of his spine. Siùsan arched her back off the plaid and then dropped back as she wrapped her legs around his waist and clung to him.

  Siùsan felt her whole body burst into flames as her release took over. It started as a soft clenching in the bottom of her belly and the wave grew until it spread through her. Her nipples tightened, her legs clenched, and she squeezed her sheath as tightly as she could around Callum’s cock.

  Callum felt Siùsan’s release and how she squeezed his rod. He could not stop his seed from shooting forth. The pressure of Siùsan squeezing him was too much. He ground his hips into her as he kept coming. It was the single greatest release he had ever felt. He could not believe how it seemed to go on forever. He did not think he had that much seed in him. He was sure that she had drained every last drop.

  He dropped his forehead to rest against hers. Their sweaty bodies did not feel the cool breeze that blew around them. Their hearts pounded as they both tried to catch their breath.

  “I havenae ever felt anything like that before. Good God, woman, ye will be the death of me. But what a blessed way to go.”

  Siùsan smiled as she looked up at her husband. Ma husband. He really and truly is ma husband, and I am his wife. She brushed the hair back from his forehead and strained to kiss his cheek.

  “Callum, I understand now. I understand what all the women whisper about. I understand why maidens are kept in the dark about the pleasures of the flesh. I understand what it means to make love. That is what we did, isnae it?”

  “Aye, Siùsan. That was more than anything I have ever done before. I have never felt so connected with any other soul than I did as I made love to ye. I willna ever let ye go. Ye are ma wife in truth now. I love ye more than anything.”

  Callum gently rolled them onto their sides. Siùsan was not ready for the connection to end. She threw her leg over his hip once more. Callum stroked her cheek as he looked into her eyes.

  “Ye have bewitched me, Siùsan. I didna want a wife only a short while ago, but now I cannae imagine ma life without ye. Ye have made me want to be better for ye, for ma family, and for ma clan. I realize now that I was incredibly selfish before I met ye. It is a good thing ma da is so hale and healthy because I was not ready to lead a clan because I didna really ken how to put anyone else ahead of me. I would do anything to protect ye and to make ye happy. I ken now that loving ye has finally made me into a mon.”

  “I was so terrified that ye would reject me. Then kenning that ye didna want a wife from the moment I arrived hurt so much. I had been rejected all of ma life and to face it once again nearly broke me. I so desperately wanted to believe ye when ye came to me in the stables, but I was scared to trust ye completely. I didna ken ye yet, but over the past sennights ye have proven to me that ye are the mon I want. I fell in love ye, but I didna think ye could love me when ye had other, better choices. I ran not just out of hurt from what I saw but out of hurt that I believed I wasnae good enough to keep ye. Ye came after me. Ye didna let me go. Ye protected me. Ye wed me by yer choice and made love to me. I want to be yer wife more than anything.”

  “Siùsan, ye must understand and believe that there isnae any better choice for me than ye. Ye are ma only choice.” He kissed her softly and then gave her a crooked grin. “I must be sure to thank Da for once again kenning what was good for me.”

  They lay in one another’s arms for a long time simply looking at one another and running their hands over any part they could reach. As the moon moved higher in the sky, the air began to chill more. When Siùsan shivered slightly, Callum knew he needed to move them back to camp and close to the fire. He did not want Siùsan to get sick.

  “Mo neach beag,” Callum nudged her gently, and Siùsan smiled as she came fully awake to hearing Callum call her his little one. She realized that she cherished his terms of affection for her. She wanted to use them for him too. She had been nervous and was not sure of his sincerity at first. Now she knew that he truly did use them out of love. She felt more secure in the notion of using a pet name for him.

  “I am awake, mo ghaisgeach.” She looked up to see Callum’s chest puff out, and he stuck his hand out to help her up. He seemed quite proud that she thought of him as her warrior.

  “I will strive to never disappoint ye again, Siùsan.” He said as he pulled her into his embrace. He realized that besides making love to his wife, holding her in his arms was his favorite thing to do.

  “I ken,” she whispered as she kissed his bare chest. She looked up at him earnestly. “And I willane ever run from ye again when we have a problem.” He kissed the top of her head. They stepped apart and began to redress themselves. Callum bent to pick up his plaid, but Siùsan was faster than he was. She scooped it up, folded it in half, and wrapped it around herself.

  “I already told ye it is mine.” She grinned as she grabbed her boots and darted towards camp. Callum grabbed his boots and chased after her. His shoulder ached as he ran, but he was not to be outdone. He caught her in a few long strides and dropped his boots as he lifted her off her feet from behind. Siùsan squealed softly, and Callum lowered her feet to the ground. She spun around and kissed him soundly.

  “Keep that up, and we willna make it back to camp. I will toss yer skirts up and take ye right here.”

  “Do ye promise?” Siùsan looked thoughtful as her eyes scanned the area. She spotted a large oak tree nearby that had a smooth trunk. She ran to the tree and turned around to look at Callum. He watched her like a predator. She tugged at her laces enough to pull the neckline of her gown loose. She pulled it and her chemise down enough to bare her breasts to him. She watched Callum and was sure that she saw him lick his lips. She cupped her breasts together in her hands and offered them to him. He scooped up his boots and ran towards her. She nearly had the wind knocked out of her as he crashed into her. He took a breast into his mouth and suckled hard to the point of almost pain. He grabbed the material of her kirtle and began to bunch it up in his hand as he raised it. Siùsan caught the bottom of his leine and lifted it above his waist. She wrapped her hand around his shaft and stroked him. He gave a feral growl as he hooked her leg around his waist.

  “I warned ye.” He breathed as he thrust into her. This was no soft and gentle melding of two souls. It was primal and base. Siùsan dug her nails in to his good shoulder as she used her other hand to press his head into her breast harder. He bit her nipple and thrust hard. It was all Siùsan could do to keep from banging her head against the trunk as he pressed her harder and harder against it. He lifted his head and looked down at her. The gleam in his eyes matched her. He sensed that she liked this wild side and craved it as much as she did his gentle caresses and soft words. She moaned loudly, and he captured her sounds with his mouth. They were close enough to camp that he worried his men really would hear them. He would not have cared if it had been Elizabeth or a tavern wench. In fact, he would have relished his men hearing him bring a woman pleasure, but this was his wife. He would never dishonor her, and he was not about to share such private pleasure with anyone else.

  When they both needed to breathe, he lifted his mouth slightly from hers.

  “Yes,” she whispered. “More, Callum. Dinna stop. I’m so close. Harder, harder.”

  “Yer wish is ma command.” He thrust over and over. He felt himself lose control as he sank into her warm, wet, tight sheath time and again. Siùsan went rigid and squeezed him as she came. He thrust twice more and exploded. He did not understand how his release could be so strong, almost violent, after having made love only a short while ago. He thought he had drained himself
the first time he came inside of her, but he once again poured himself into her.

  Siùsan clung to Callum as she was not sure that her legs could support her. She looked up at him in awe. They had made love the first time they joined, but what they had just done was unlike anything that she could have imagine. It was not soft and tender as the first time. They had moved hard against each other as they lay on the ground, but it had been a melding of their souls but this…This had been a primal need to bind themselves to each other.

  Callum looked at Siùsan and feared that he had hurt her. He could not believe how nearly violent their coupling had been. I just fucked ma wife. I fucked her like a whore, and it was only her second time coupling. What have I done? His remorse for once again being so selfish almost overcame him. He wanted to apologize but did not know how without offending her.

  Siùsan smiled to herself as she thought back on what had just happened. He really does desire me. It is not just me being available to slake his lust. He canna control himself any more than I can. Siùsan joy was short lived when she looked up and saw the horror and regret on Callum’s face. She immediately felt ashamed for teasing him and acting so wanton.

  “I am sorry. I willna act so shamefully again.” She whispered as she pushed past him. She quickly pulled her gown back into place and pulled the laces tight again. She had dropped the plaid as she righted her kirtle. She opened it wide and wrapped it completely around her. She covered her head as she was not sure where she had left her kertch. She spotted her boots and picked those up too. She looked over her shoulder at Callum and saw him standing there dumbfounded and befuddled. She paused. His expressions were highly confusing to her. One moment he looked disgusted at her and the next he seemed unsure of himself.

  Callum realized that Siùsan blamed herself for what had just happened. He spurred himself into motion. He ripped his broken arm from the sling and almost howled in pain as he moved his shoulder, but nothing was going to keep him from properly holding his wife. He watched the shock on Siùsan’s face as he reached both arms out to her. He pulled her tightly against him and would not let her go when she tried to ease away from his battered shoulder.