A Highlander Christmas
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With one hand, Paige wrapped her fingers through that long hair and pulled. “Now,” she whispered, and looked at him, pleading. “Please.”
Gabriel kissed her once more, then slowly lifted his head. “Dunna close your eyes, Mrs. Munro,” he said, his voice a hoarse whisper. “Watch.”
With his hips, Gabriel nudged her legs to accommodate him, and then he entered her, hot, hard, and completely delicious. Paige gasped at the tightness.
She hadn’t expected that.
Gabriel’s eyes widened, and he froze. “You’ve never?”
Although there was a slight bit of discomfort, it wasn’t nearly like what she’d heard about as a teenager. “Does that bother you?” she asked, wondering if he preferred someone experienced.
Gabriel closed his eyes, muttered something unintelligible, then looked at her. “I love you, Paige Munro,” he said, and slowly began to move inside her. “You truly are mine. Forever.” He lowered his head to her ear. “ ’Twill only hurt for a moment.”
With his eyes locked onto hers, Gabriel moved deeper, slowly at first, but when Paige wrapped her legs around his waist, twisted his hair between her fingers, pulled, and said now, his thrusts became faster, desperate, and all at once Paige exploded inside, tiny fragments of shattered glass scattering behind her eyelids as Gabriel pleasured her. Wave after wave crashed over her as her first orgasm consumed her, and the moment she groaned and arched, he joined her, a low, deep growl emanating from his throat as he discovered his own pleasure. Slowly, they eased, they moved together, and Gabriel rolled to his back, taking Paige with him. He settled her atop him, still deep inside her. Wrapping his arms about her, he brought her to his chest.
Paige felt his heart thundering beneath her ear, and his large hands skimmed her spine. He pressed his lips to her temple and cuddled her in a tight embrace.
“I am your first,” he finally said, when his breathing had returned to normal.
Paige pushed up and looked at her husband, her chin on his chest. “You are my last.”
A slow smile spread over Gabriel’s face, his dimples pitting deeply. “Never in my wildest dreams could I have ever dreamt up such a tale as this,” he said, tracing her wedding band with his finger. He pushed her hair behind her ears. “I would gladly wait for you again, no matter the centuries.” He brought her close. “I love you, Paige Munro,” he mouthed against her lips. “Always.”
Paige suckled his lips, caressed his stubbled jaw with her fingertips, and gently nipped his tongue. She cupped his face, and met his gaze. “I think I was meant to be Mrs. Gabriel Munro,” she said softly. “I will love you always.”
With a grin, Gabriel turned her onto her back, lowered his head, and kissed her thoroughly. Gently at first, and then passion took over, and his hands found even more places on her body to explore.
Just as their pleasure surged again, he lowered his mouth to her ear, suckled her lobe, and whispered, “Watch, love,” that thick Highland brogue making her shudder. “Watch what you do to me.”
Paige locked her eyes to her husband’s, smiled, and did just that.
About the Authors
Dawn Halliday has held various jobs from bookselling to teaching inner-city children to acting, but she’s never put down the pen. She lives in California with her husband and three children.
Sophie Renwick works as a nurse. She lives in Ontario, Canada, with her husband and daughter.
Cindy Miles is a romance writer by day and a trauma nurse by night. Witnessing near-death experiences as a nurse coupled with a lifelong interest in ghosts has given her mysterious and whimsical romances a special twist. She lives in Savannah, Georgia, with her husband and two children.