ROMANCE: HIGHLANDER ROMANCE: Seduced by highlander (Historical Mail Order Bride Time Travel Romance) (Military Fantasy Romance Short Stories)

by Brittany White

  Once they had finished their drinks, Brandon drove Alyse back to her house. They stood on her porch, and Alyse looked up into his eyes. "Will it be too much if I call you tomorrow?" he asked.

  She shook her head. "Not at all. I'd love it if you did."

  A smile spread across his face. "I had a wonderful time tonight."

  "So did I," she replied.

  Brandon leaned in toward her and lightly pressed his lips against hers. Alyse sighed into his mouth, wrapping her arms around his neck. He grabbed her waist and pulled her close against him, kissing her deeply for a moment. When he pulled away, he smiled again. "You really are beautiful, you know that?" he said.

  Alyse felt herself blush, even though her dark skin probably didn't show it. "Thank you," she said.

  "Okay, I should go now," Brandon told her. "I'll talk to you tomorrow."

  Alyse nodded and he walked away. She watched as he climbed into his car and drove down the road until he turned the corner and disappeared. Smiling, she turned and walked into her house to find Ben pacing the floor in front of the door. "What are you doing?" she asked him.

  He walked to her and wrapped his arms around her. "I was waiting for you."

  She pulled her coat off and hung it up on the wrack behind the door. "Why? I told you I was going out tonight."

  Ben nodded. "I know. But I wanted to warn you...Jack is here."

  Alyse froze. Jack was the man who had gotten her pregnant and then bailed once she told him, accusing her of sleeping around with so many men that she didn't know who the father really was and wanting to stick him with the responsibility.

  Chapter 4

  "Why in the hell is he here?" she asked.

  Ben shook his head. "He showed up a little while ago, saying he wanted to talk to you about the baby."

  Alyse fumed. He would show up just as she had finally met someone who was incredible. "Well, tell him I don't want to talk to him."

  "I think you should talk to him, Alyse," Ben said. "Otherwise he's just going to keep on trying to see you until you finally give in."

  She heaved a great sigh. "Fine. But will you stay in the room with me? I really don't want to be alone with him."

  Ben nodded. "Of course I will."

  Alyse smiled gratefully. "Thank you." Together they walked into the living room where Jack waited to talk to her. As he stood, Alyse's stomach did a flip. "What are you doing here?" she asked the second he looked at her.

  Jack held his hands up. "I just want to talk about the baby," he said. "I've had some time to think and I realize that maybe I made a mistake in leaving so quickly. If it is my kid, then I want to be there for it."

  "If?" Alyse said, angry. "IF? This child is yours and you refuse to accept it. You're a coward!"

  He shrugged. "I'm sorry, but I don't want to get stuck raising a kid if it's not mine."

  Alyse laughed. "You really think I'm such a slut that I would sleep with so many men and wouldn't know who the father of my child is?"

  "If the shoe fits..." Jack said, trailing off.

  "That's it," Ben roared, stepping in for his sister. "No one gets to call my sister a slut. If she says the baby is yours, then it's yours. But you're never going to know for sure, because you will not come back here. Ever. Get out." He pointed to the door, staring Jack down.

  "All right. I can see this was a mistake," Jack said. He grabbed his coat from the back of the couch and stalked past them, slamming the front door behind him.

  Alyse sat on the couch and began to cry from her anger. She couldn't believe his audacity to accuse her, once again, of sleeping around. It took her a few moments, Ben sitting next to her rubbing her back, but she finally calmed down. "Thank you for stepping in," she told her brother.

  "Of course," Ben said. "You're my baby sister. Nobody will hurt you and not hear from me. He's lucky I held myself back."

  Alyse laughed. "Love you, Ben."

  "I love you, too, Alyse," he replied.

  Deciding she was tired from the day, Alyse went up to her bedroom and got ready for bed. She fell asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow, dreaming of Brandon and their time spent together on the beach.

  * * *

  Three months went by and Alyse and Brandon were still dating. Brandon still hadn't met Ben, in spite of Alyse's brother insisting repeatedly that they meet. Finally, Brandon and Ben were able to plan a time when they could all have a dinner together at Alyse's and Ben's house.

  It was a Sunday evening and Brandon had volunteered to do the cooking, but Ben vetoed that idea. He was going to cook everything, though he had consented to allow Brandon to help. As they worked together in the kitchen, Alyse sat at the counter, picking at the food they chopped or set aside.

  Brandon had been worried that Ben would grill into him and be the protective older brother that Alyse had said he was. However, Ben seemed laid back and while he did ask a lot of questions, Brandon felt very comfortable around him. As the evening wore on, he found himself liking the man. They had a lot in common, including a love of animals. Of course it helped that they were both shifters, but not all shifters had the same, deep passion that the men seemed to share.

  After dinner, Ben told them that he had to run to work for the night shift and quietly left, allowing Brandon and Alyse to have some time alone together. They sat on the couch, talking for a while. Alyse leaned against him after lighting a fire, allowing the warmth to spread over them as they sat on the couch in front of it.

  As they talked, Brandon wrapped his arms around her, placing his chin on her head. He knew that his feelings for Alyse had grown much stronger than he would have expected for their time together, but he thought she felt the same. For days, now, he had been debating whether he should tell her he loved her, but the timing never seemed right. Now, as the fire crackled behind them, he decided it was the right time. He used a finger to turn her head toward him and pressed his lips lightly against hers. When he pulled away, he looked into her eyes and whispered, "I love you."

  A smile spread across Alyse's lips and he saw her eyes begin to fill with tears. "I've been wanting to tell you the same thing, but I was so scared that you'd run away if I did. I love you, too, Brandon."

  He wrapped his arms around her waist even tighter, smiling. Alyse turned in his arms so that she faced him, reaching one hand up and winding it in his hair while her other hand began to work on the buttons on his shirt. They kissed, deeply and passionately and Brandon slowly laid her down on the couch. Alyse watched him as he unclasped his pants and pulled them down, along with his underwear. Her eyes hungrily devoured his already hardened cock as it was revealed.

  After pulling his shirt over his head, Brandon pulled Alyse's pants off and lowered himself onto her, taking care not to put too much pressure on her stomach so that he didn't squish her or the baby. He placed the tip of his cock at her opening and watched her eyes fill with pleasure as he pushed inside of her. Alyse moaned, moving her hips in motion with his as he thrust in and out.

  Even though she was pregnant, she still felt so tight around him that he was surprised each time they were intimate. He groaned as Alyse hands ran up and down his back, tracing her finger nails across it. Brandon began to push harder into her as her hips moved with his.

  Leaning down, he swirled his tongue in a circle around her nipple. It was already taut and he used his teeth to very lightly bite it, causing her to gasp. He smiled, loving her pleasure as his tongue worked on her other nipple. After a moment, he began to suck and within seconds Alyse was moaning even louder.

  Placing a hand on his chest, Alyse pushed him backward so that he moved off of her and laid back on the couch. After taking her shirt off, revealing her perky breasts, Alyse climbed on top of him, straddling his waist and pushed herself onto him. Tilting her head back, Alyse placed her hands on his chest for support and began to pull herself slowly up and then back down his shaft.

  Brandon loved the way she felt around him and moaned as she began to move fas
ter. After a few moments, she started to move her hips forward and back and Brandon knew that her clit would rub against his pelvic bone with a little help. He pushed his hips up in the air slightly and could immediately hear the difference in her moans.

  A smile broke across his face as he saw the pleasure pass across her face and she moved faster and faster. Watching her pleasure helped him and he felt the tension build in his body as his own orgasm grew. Within a few moments he knew he would come, but he wanted to wait for Alyse. Placing his hands on her hips, he helped her move forward and back more quickly. It didn't take much longer before Alyse was crying out as the orgasm swept across her body. Brandon kept his hips moving, helping the pleasure to last longer and within a few seconds, his own orgasm wracked over him.

  Together they allowed the pleasure to encompass them as Brandon pumped his load inside of her. He pushed into her harder with each spasm of his orgasm until he was finished. Alyse was also done, so he kept himself inside of her and rolled so that she was underneath him once more. Then he pulled out of her and headed into the bathroom to grab a towel.

  When he returned, Brandon helped clean Alyse before cleaning himself off. After placing the towel in the washer with some others, he collapsed on the couch beside Alyse. She laid just where he had left her, still naked. Her stomach was just starting to poke out and he ran his hand across it before tracing his fingers down her leg. Alyse watched him, studying him with her eyes.

  "What?" he asked after a moment, flashing her a half-smile.

  Alyse shook her head, returning his smile. "Nothing."

  "Why were you watching me like that?" he asked her.

  "I was just thinking," Alyse said, sitting up.

  Brandon cocked his head to the side, waiting for her to continue. When she didn't, he prompted her again. "About...?"

  "I was thinking that you'd make a great dad," she told him, watching his reaction.

  He was surprised. While it was obvious that she was pregnant, they had never discussed what would happen if they were still together when she gave birth to the baby. "What makes you say that?" he finally asked.

  She shrugged. "You're kind, patient, and caring. You take care of me and help me every chance you possibly can. Those are great qualities to have as a father."

  Brandon smiled. "Well thank you. I hope to make a good father some day."

  Alyse nodded. "I'd like it if you were able to be the father of this baby," she told him, placing her hands on her stomach.

  "I'd like that, too," Brandon replied, looking into her eyes. A smile broke across her face and she quickly leaned in, pressing her lips against his.

  After a brief kiss, they both stood and dressed then sat back on the couch. The fire crackled and popped in front of them and they felt the warmth of the flames pass over them. Brandon stared into the flickering light, loving the way Alyse felt leaning against him. He was so thrilled with the way the evening had turned out. While he had hoped to be able to tell her how he felt, he never imagined how well everything would have gone.

  Alyse sighed contentedly as her head rested against his chest. "I really do love you," she told him.

  "I love you, too, Alyse. And I'll always be here for you," he replied. Brandon hoped that she would always believe him and as he thought about their future together, he couldn't help but feel excited. He knew they would be great together and he couldn't wait to see what their future brought.

  THE END

  TEASE ME

  Chapter 1

  “Kayla, I know that this is scary and I wish that I could be here with you, but that’s not possible. Your father and I still have the farm to run and we need to find a strong capable man to carry some of the weight. This is your path and you always wanted to be a lawyer. Treat this as an adventure. To be honest, I’m a little envious that you have the courage to take that walk out of your comfort zone.” Meredith looked at her daughter and felt a pain of loss and knowing that she would not see her for several months. They had driven across a few states from their hometown of Iowa. It was a culture shock to see how the other half lived.

  “Mother, you have always taught me to stand up on my own and that’s not going to change just because I’m away from home. You’ve given me morals and values and I take those things very seriously. I am nervous, but that’s not going to stop me. I’ve always been interested in the law. Getting this scholarship to the best school was unheard of. You and father did your best and now you need to let me fly from the nest.” “I didn’t want to tell her that I was scared out of my mind. If I had showed any kind of weakness, they would’ve seen that as an excuse to grab me and take me back to a stagnant lifestyle that would have me marrying some local boy and having kids. This was where I was supposed to be.”

  “Your mother is just worried about you. The world is very different out here than it is at home. If for any reason you feel that you can’t do this, then just give us a call and we’ll come running. I do want to tell you that I’m very proud of you. Maybe I don’t say that enough, but it does my heart good to know that I did something right.” Henry ran his hand through his thinning gray hair, touching his goatee in a nervous manner and looking at his daughter and seeing the little girl that had grown up. “I know that there are going to be boys. You don’t have to give me that look and I know that mother has already given you the talk. This higher place of learning is meant for studies and nothing more. Keep that in mind, when you catch the eye of some pretty boy that has only one thing on his mind.”

  Kayla gave them both a hug and then watched, as they drove away in the black pickup that they never did have the courage to let go. The black smoke coming out of it was a good indication that it was on its last legs. Taking a deep breath, she turned and looked at the campus and then down at her own attire to realize that she really didn’t fit in. Her dress was homespun by her mother and had the look of some naïve kid that didn’t know what the hell she was doing.

  Kayla was an only child and that made her mother and father very protective from the moment that she was born. It didn’t help that she had a heart condition. It was making it difficult for them to let go. The medication was keeping her stress levels down, so she was able to live a relatively normal life. She had learned the art of meditation, even though her father thought it was all a bunch of nonsense. It helped her to center her mind and her body and become one with nature and everything around her. She worked tirelessly to master several different breathing techniques and had even branched into yoga. She was an avid student and she loved learning more than she had ever thought that she could. Every time that she was in school, she would excel and she was hoping that coming here would give her a purpose. This was her path and she needed to make the most out of this opportunity.

  “You look a little lost. Actually, you look like a deer caught in the headlights.” Tammy was a good southern Baptist kind of girl and she saw a young lady in distress. “You don’t have to be scared. You’ve done the hard part by coming here. You just have to jump in feet first. I’ve been here for a year and I think that I have a pretty good idea of how things are run around here. If you stick with me, I’ll show you the ropes.” Tammy looked at the girl and she was the perfect contrast to herself. Where she was blond and blue eyed, this girl was dark haired and brown eyed. There was something refreshing about the way that she looked around with the wonder of a child.

  “I think that I would like to get settled in to my dorm.” She passed over the directions and saw the look of recognition in Tammy’s eyes. “I could really use a friend. I hate to be presumptuous, but you seem to be open to the idea of taking me underneath your wing. If that’s too much of an imposition, I’ll understand. It’s not like I can’t take care of myself.” Kayla was a diminutive 5’5, where Tammy was almost 6 feet and had this Amazonian quality to her. They couldn’t have been more different and where Tammy had breasts that defied gravity, Kayla had a couple of nice apples. She’d never had any complaints. The first time that she lost her
virginity was an eye opening experience.

  “I’ve been exactly where you’re at and I’m happy to give you the lowdown. Stick with me and I should be able to help you navigate the waters around here.” Tammy saw a determination in Kayla’s eyes. They made their introductions, as they walked across campus and stopped every so often, so that Tammy could tell Kayla who certain individuals were.

  “This is all a lot to take in and it’s been a long day. You’ve given me a lot to think about and I’m glad that you were around to give me a helping hand.” “She was being, so kind, but I was leery that she had an ulterior motive. I had heard horror stories and I was hoping that I wasn’t going to get caught in that kind of trap. I was watching for anything that would signify that she was not on the level. I had to admit that there were a lot of men on campus that seemed to know how to take care of themselves.” Kayla looked around and knew that she was not in Kansas anymore. She was actually from Iowa, but the feeling of being Dorothy in another world seemed fitting.

  “I do hope that you have no interest in being initiated into any of these houses. They are, so pretentious and they will say one thing and do another thing behind your back. I’m not trying to tell you what to do. I’m just trying to give you a basic understanding of how people are usually not to be trusted. I’m sure that you are questioning my motives, but I can assure you that they are nothing, but pure.” Tammy had on a pair of tight blue jeans and it wasn’t lost on her that there were many guys ogling her, as she walked by. She’d only had sex three times and the last one had turned out to be the man of her dreams. Anthony was a good man and it took a lot of time to fully trust him with her heart.

  “This is all very fascinating. I do feel like I have stepped through the looking glass.” Kayla was following Tammy, when she turned and cocked an eyebrow at a blond Adonis that had a smile that lit up like the 4th of July. He was wearing a blue tee shirt that hugged his muscular frame and a pair of shorts that really didn’t hide what he was carrying with pride. His package had a mind of its own, but she did notice that he wasn’t even paying attention to her. It was the cheerleaders that caught his eye and made him look like he was ready to rut like an animal.