Second Chances: Aidan's Bride (The McKenzie Series #1)

by Lynn Coppersmith

  She met his every demand, only distantly aware that he had untied her robe and brushed it over her shoulders. His fingers were impatient on the buttons of her gown, and when he had gotten them all opened, he broke off from the kiss and met her gaze. They were both breathing raggedly.

  He reached inside her nightgown and cupped one naked breast in his palm. When he kneaded the plump orb, Naomi gasped. Once again, he hesitated.

  “Are you sure this is what you want, Naomi?”

  His voice was dark and gravelly with passion, and she shivered. She felt starved for his touch. His fingers were caressing her nipple, tugging and twisting the sensitive flesh. Her breast swelled in his palm, and she felt feverish. Her lower belly throbbed with an empty ache. In that moment of blinding clarity, she was certain that Aidan could satisfy her desires and not leave her feeling hungry and empty. She wanted what he could give her more than anything she had ever wanted before.

  “Yes,” she whispered. “Please don’t stop.”

  Aidan’s eyes flared with possessive heat. He slowly and deliberately spread the two halves of her nightgown and bared her body to his gaze. He brushed the garment down over her shoulders and hips and let it slither to the floor.

  She was even more beautiful than he had imagined. Her breasts were high, full and firm. The generous mounds were topped with pouting, rose colored nipples that practically begged to be touched and suckled. Her ivory skin was smooth perfection. Her flat belly and tiny waist flared into generously curved hips. Her legs were long and willowy, beautifully curved and perfect for wrapping around his waist. A coy thatch of reddish brown hair covered her mound, and his eyes flared with desire as he anticipated running his fingers through those downy curls.

  Naomi stood naked before him, feeling consumed by the heat in his eyes but allowing him to look to his heart’s content. She had only been nude in front of a man once before, and that had been a thoroughly humiliating and unpleasant experience. It was all she could do to keep from covering herself with her hands.

  However, she was pleasantly surprised at the feelings she was experiencing as Aidan looked at her. Rather than feeling embarrassed or demeaned, she felt powerful. Seeing the raw desire in his eyes boosted her confidence, and she stood very still so he could look as long as he wanted.

  Aidan took his time, and her pulse pounded wildly as he obviously appreciated the sight of her. His eyes touched her everywhere, and beneath his burning stare, her nipples swelled and hardened further until they were painfully hard nubs. She felt moisture begin to pool between her thighs, and the sensitive flesh of her clit throbbed and ached.

  With a primitive growl, Aiden bent her back over his arm and seized one nipple with his mouth. Naomi gasped from the flaming heat of his tongue on her breast. The sensations he evoked were entirely new, but she responded eagerly and instinctively. This was so very different from her previous experiences with lovemaking. Her husband had never touched her this way. She had never known it could be like this, and she loved it. She clutched Aidan’s head to her, moaning his name. She felt shameless and needy and desperate for more.

  Aidan feasted. He loved the mewling sounds of her pleasure, and his hands possessed her body with greedy delight. Her skin was heated silk. Her curves were the stuff his dreams were made from. Her responsiveness called forth every barbarian instinct he had, and he was focused single mindedly on claiming her as his woman in every possible way.

  It seemed Naomi understood his need. She cupped her breast and held it up to his mouth as an offering to appease his hunger. Aidan ravished her nipple, drawing so hard on the tender morsel that she cried out from the exquisite mixture of pain and pleasure. However, instead of drawing back, she arched her back and pressed her breast more fully into his mouth. Aidan nipped her with his teeth, and she quivered in his arms but stroked his cheek in a wordless plea for more.

  Her wanton responsiveness only made him more ravenous, and he shifted to her other breast to see if it tasted just as sweet. Naomi was happy to oblige him, and she threaded her fingers through his hair, clutching his mouth to her breast as her head dropped back with a low moan of pleasure.

  Possessed with an urgency he had never known before, Aidan scooped her into his arms and carried her to her bed. He laid her cross ways on the edge of the bed, while he remained standing over her. He noticed that she had made a pallet out of several blankets over the rope bed frame. It was serviceable but not very soft, and he made a mental note to bring her a better mattress. He had no intention of seeing her lovely bottom get bruised from making love on a bed that wasn’t soft enough for her.

  Aidan’s kisses had banished her modesty, and Naomi was thrilled by the possessive heat in his eyes. She made no move to shield herself from his gaze as he pulled her legs wide apart. He set her feet on the edges of the bed, exposing her most private flesh to him.

  There was no way Aidan could know that only one other man had viewed her thusly. That man had not been her husband, and the experience had been traumatic and utterly humiliating for Naomi. She would have thought that being so exposed once again should have shamed her, but instead, Naomi felt aroused, excited and eager. The feelings were so different from the ones she had experienced in the past that she felt as if an old wound were being healed.

  Naomi watched Aidan’s face as he stood beside the bed, lightly running his fingers over her slick folds. He touched her with a possessive greed that took her breath away, and yet there was also reverence in his eyes. He inspected her leisurely, once again taking his time as he touched every inch of her throbbing, glistening flesh. It was as if he was memorizing her, learning her.

  He located the pearl of her arousal and teased it, squeezing it firmly and flicking it with his thumb. It began to swell and become even more sensitive as it grew in size. Naomi bit her bottom lip and whimpered.

  Naomi was dripping with musky dew, and he slid first one then two broad fingers deep inside her. She was incredibly tight and hot, and he speared her rhythmically. He continued to tease her clit occasionally with his thumb, as she began to flower beautifully for him.

  He relished her response, drawing forth even more of her precious fluid until she was slick and swollen. He could smell her musky scent, and his cock throbbed in his breeches. Her pink outer lips spread open invitingly like a blossoming flower, ripe for him to plunder. She writhed on the bed, moaning and arching her hips against his fingers.

  Aidan’s touch was masterful, fondling her as if her sole purpose in life was to please him, and his was to please her. He wasn’t in a rush. He caressed and teased, probed and delved as she became hotter, wetter, and ever more desperately needy. He began to squeeze her clit in time with his thrusting fingers. Finally, he pressed his probing fingers against a very sensitive spot deep inside her, and she gasped. Naomi’s face registered shock just before she shattered.

  She soared free, only dimly aware of her keening moans of pleasure. She could feel her inner muscles clenching down on his fingers, and she clutched the back of his hand to hold him deep inside her. It was the most incredible feeling she could imagine, and she finally began to realize what she had been missing.

  “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, fluttering his fingers inside her to prolong her pleasure.

  Aidan was surprised that she was so obviously unfamiliar with what she was experiencing during her climax, but he was so overcome by lust that he had no time to further ponder that at the moment. He waited until she began to come back down to earth, and then he stroked her more.

  When she was once again panting and moaning, Aidan met her eye and unbuttoned his breeches. He didn’t bother to undress. He merely freed his magnificent erection and stood stroking its length as he studied her eyes. She was staring at his engorged shaft, clearly fascinated.

  Naomi had never seen a naked man before. Her late husband had believed that nudity was indecent, so she had never seen him naked. Faced with Aidan’s massive shaft, she was shocked that it was so large, and the id
ea of it fitting inside her was slightly terrifying. Had she been a virgin, she might have quaked in fear. Instead, sharp pangs of desire shot to her womb. She desperately wanted to feel him inside her, the sooner the better.

  Once again, Aidan paused. He hadn’t planned to take her like this, like some barbarian intent on ravishing her. He had meant to woo her and court her. He wanted her as his wife, not his mistress. But he hadn’t planned on being broadsided by the sight of her half-dressed body so soon after spending a torturous night fantasizing about her. Nor had he taken her enthusiastic response and downright eagerness into account. She was far from the timid widow he had presumed her to be.

  “Are you sure this is what you want?” he asked, holding his breath while he prayed for the answer he needed. If she turned him away now, he would likely lose his mind.

  Naomi swallowed hard but gave him a tentative smile and pulled his hips toward her using her calves. “Yes! Please don’t stop. I need you inside me.”

  He guided himself to her entrance and slid partway into her depths. She was incredibly tight and hot, and he closed his eyes briefly to savor the sensation of working himself gradually deeper into her snug sheath. He opened his eyes and watched her expression as he pressed steadily further into her with shortened strokes. It was gratifying to watch her widening eyes as he invaded her body inch by slow inch.

  Naomi had never felt so incredibly full. Aidan’s erection was much larger than her husband’s had been, and she began to worry that he might not fit. Aidan firmly gripped her hips and held her pinned in place while he thrust inexorably deeper.

  Just when she started to panic that he was too big for her, he flexed his hips and thrust all the way inside her, forcing her breath out on a low moan. Her wide eyes met his, and he held her surprised gaze as he withdrew and thrust into her forcefully, even deeper than the first time.

  When the broad head of his shaft butted against her womb, he gave a groan of pure pleasure and closed his eyes to savor her molten sheath gripping him like the tightest, hottest glove. Then, his eyes locked with hers once more, and he began to ride her with deep, leisurely, mind-shattering strokes that coaxed a steady stream of pleasured moans and gasps from her parted lips.

  Aidan’s features had hardened with passion. He wasn’t hurting her in any way, but there was a savage undertone to the way he handled her. He continued to hold her down while he boldly plundered her body in the most intimate way possible.

  Over and over, he demanded that her body receive him, and over and over, she acquiesced. She had offered herself to him, and he had seized her, claimed her, and now he was branding her as his. She felt possessed by him, his to enjoy and consume as he wished. The feeling was glorious. She shivered with delight.

  Aidan was completely captivated. Naomi was gorgeous. She eagerly met each thrust, encouraging him to wallow in her wet heat with every probing invasion. Nothing had ever felt so good before. The more harshly his body forged into hers, the more readily she accepted him.

  Naomi was struck by the differences between them. He was large, and she was small. He was powerful, she was vulnerable. He was all hardness and steel to her softness and velvety heat. He was clothed while she lay naked beneath him. The contrasts thrilled her.

  His wool breeches scratched her inner thighs, highlighting her nudity and how wantonly she was behaving. She loved the feeling of her body being exposed for him … his to enjoy, his to take pleasure in, his to devour. His eyes burned as he assessed her naked curves with proprietary satisfaction. She was delighted by his possessive gaze. The heat in his eyes was obvious. She had never felt so desirable.

  Her breasts bounced on her chest as he possessed her, and he reached to cup the luscious mounds and squeeze her nipples firmly in his fingers. She shattered again, clutching him with her thighs and screaming with surprised delight as her inner muscles squeezed him in wonderful, rhythmic waves.

  Sweat broke out on Aidan’s forehead as he watched her second orgasm roll through her. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and he wasn’t ready to have their first joining be over so quickly.

  He remained still inside her but caressed her lush breasts, trim waist and sweetly curved hips as she floated in a sea of blissful release. Her thighs were clamped around his hips, as she tried to keep him still.

  When he couldn’t wait any longer, he suckled one nipple into his mouth and bit down hard enough for her to gasp and come back to full awareness. She responded to his unvoiced demand by unlocking her thighs and flinging them wide apart, inviting him to plunder once again. He took full advantage, claiming her body with increasingly blatant thrusts. She was so wet that he made slick noises with each pounding stroke.

  Her nipples were sensitized from his earlier ravishment, and he taunted them, suckling hard on them and scraping them with his teeth as he wallowed in her velvety heat. He reached down to grasp her clit and squeezed in time to his thrusts. She came apart a third time, screaming his name as she clutched him deep inside her. The grip of her inner muscles almost made him climax, but he held on to his control by a thread. The feeling of pleasuring her was too intoxicating. He still wasn’t ready for it to end.

  Aidan abruptly withdrew from her and flipped her onto all fours. She whimpered from the loss of his heat and looked up at him from over her shoulder. Her face was etched with confusion.

  “What are you doing?”

  Aidan didn’t answer in words. He couldn’t. His throat was clogged by emotion. He pulled her knees wide apart, gripped her hips and plunged into her, just as he had done in his dreams. His hoarse groan of satisfaction made her shiver with delight.

  “Oh! Oh my …” her voice trailed off with a gasp as he thrust deeper.

  This position gave him even better access to her most tender flesh. Naomi tilted her hips backward, flagrantly offering her body to him as he took her. With each harsh invasion, she felt him battering against her womb, and she moaned. She had had no idea there were different ways to make love, but she was learning fast. She was loving everything Aidan did with her.

  It was all so shocking for Naomi. The way Aidan handled her was animalistic and wild. It made her wild too, and she gloried in every deep, probing stroke that emphasized his control over her body. The more he demanded … the more blatantly he claimed her, the more she wanted to surrender to his control. She yielded and he advanced. She softened around him, and he thrust ever deeper into her willing body.

  Aidan held her immobile, his to use as he wanted. He was so much stronger than her. The feel of his masterful hands gripping her hips and anchoring her in place made her shiver with delight. She loved that she was helpless to do anything other than brace for his thrusts, and each one was forceful enough to lift her knees off the bed.

  Still, she wanted to signal her acceptance even more. She managed to angle her hips backward, giving him even better access. He responded by thrusting deeper with a satisfied growl.

  She was thrilled by the feeling of being his, possessed fully by him and held completely at his mercy. Her body became his vessel, his to take and use as he wanted, his to tease and torment, his to plunder. She gave her body to him wholeheartedly, and he accepted her offering, flagrantly savoring her welcoming heat.

  Aidan grabbed both of her nipples and twisted them until they throbbed. Naomi screamed and climaxed yet again. This time, he continued, timing his harsh thrusts with firm pinches on her tender nipples. Every stroke made her orgasm last even longer until she thought she might go mad from the pleasure.

  When she thought she couldn’t stand the ecstasy for one more moment, he ground into her depths and held her motionless with her bottom pressed snug against him as he pumped his seed deep into her body.

  Naomi could feel his molten fluid bathing her womb in a series of endless, spurting waves. She shivered from the intimacy. He had claimed her in the most primitive way possible … flooding her body with his seed. Her body greedily welcomed him, milking him in rippling contractions as he sho
wered her inner walls with shockingly hot spurts.

  When the last tremors finally faded, he slipped from her depths and released his grip on her hips. She fell in a boneless heap on the bed. He kicked off his boots and joined her, pulling her spoon like against his chest. He cupped one breast possessively in his palm and gave her nipple a final squeeze as he kissed her neck.

  “Thank you, Naomi. I definitely needed that,” he murmured drowsily.

  Naomi smiled and snuggled closer against him. She pulled the blanket over them both, completely content to lie naked in the arms of her lover. She could already hear his breathing slowing down, and with a deep sigh of satisfaction, she fell asleep in his arms.

  Chapter Five

  Naomi came slowly back to awareness, briefly wondering about the sense of total peace that she felt for the first time in as long as she could remember. In fact, she never remembered feeling this contented. It took a few moments for her addled senses to realize where she was and what had just happened.

  She lay cradled in Aidan’s arms, with his well muscled chest pressed against her back and one large hand cupped possessively around her naked breast. His strong, steady heartbeat against her back was like a soothing balm to her soul.

  Only she knew how astounding it was that she had seduced him. Prior to meeting Aidan, the only man she had ever made love with was her husband. Nothing she had ever experienced in her marriage bed had been like this, and she was shocked to her toes.

  Her instincts had proven sound. She had thought that making love with Aidan would be different, and she had not been disappointed. In fact, nothing had ever been so thrilling.

  Naomi had never experienced sexual fulfillment before. Aidan had brought her to climax not once but several times. She felt like she was glowing with pleasure. She had not had any idea that such delight was even possible. Now that she knew, she was eager to learn more and to experience those incredible feelings again.