Mated By The Demon Collections: Paranormal Romance

by Riley Moreno

  Now she felt that she was okay to move onto a physical relationship with Conor. But with the agreement between her heart and mind, she had released something deep inside of herself.

  Heather took a deep breath and felt the pleasure spread across her body at the thought of Conor making love to her. It had been intense so strong that she didn’t think she could wait until tomorrow.

  The need coming from her body was far too massive to control. It almost made her feel guilty, but then she remembered those stories of her friends. The one’s where they had shared just how often they had jumped their husbands during their pregnancies.

  She had to laugh right now though. At the time she had heard their tales, she hadn’t believed them. Meanwhile, here she was in the midst of one of those attacks they had described to her. Heather got up and went to his room.

  Knowing that she would have to take the lead sent a glimpse of pure pleasure speeding towards her snatch. Her mind was already picturing him on his back as she would; she sped up knowing that she had to do this. Heather’s mind and body seemed to be telling her to stop thinking and just get to him.

  The short distance to his room seemed to take an eternity to Heather. Now that she had decided to give herself to him, she just couldn’t believe how intense the need was.

  She knocked on his door and heard him call out. “Yes who is it?”

  “It is me Heather, can I come in?” She said so he could hear through the closed door.

  He opened the door and let her into his room, he stepped to the side to let her go by. Heather could barely make it past him. Her heart was racing and she felt like she was going to explode.

  She stopped and looked at him, not sure what to say, or how to say it. Her mind raced from some clue of how she should do this, but nothing came. Instead she just stood there looking like an idiot. What do I say? What do I do? She heard yelled out in her brain, she was searching for the answers.

  Finally she just moved in and kissed him. She pushed her tongue into his mouth, forcing his open. She heard him moan loudly as his arms swept her up and carried her over to his bed. Heather couldn’t get enough her body was moving as if humping the air.

  “Take me now, please.” She cried out. Not wanting him to have any doubt what she wanted. But he moved too slowly for her anyway, and she got up and undressed, and pushed him on the bed. She looked down at him the lust so intense that she could almost climax just thinking of what this might be like.

  Heather moved up and placed his rigid member at the tip of her opening. There was no need for any spit, she was soaking wet. She slid down on his hard cock and felt him penetrate her deeply. She was noticeably pleased that he was a little larger than Bradon had been. But that was the last she thought of her dead husband.

  Her mind and body went into another world as she could only feel his cock going into her deeply. She could feel the pleasure building up to a higher level and she rocketed past the point of no return and screamed out in climax. Heather wasn’t done though, and she sped up and moved faster on his dick. She felt his cock as it hit her g-spot and soon she was feeling the beginnings of another climax. This time her body quaked as the orgasm hit her hard.

  She felt his hands grab her waist and he moved her up and down on his cock. But he wanted to be in control now and he flipped her over easily. Heather was shocked.

  “Get on your hands and knees.” He ordered her.

  His voice was serious and she didn’t hesitate a second before she was in the position he said. She felt him push into her he slammed his dick up as far as he could. Heather screamed out. He was definitely big and filled her up to the maximum.

  He pushed into her fast for a few minutes and she could feel another orgasm as it built up deep inside of her body. Heather could feel him pounding in and out of her and she had started to move her hips back. This drove him even deeper into her pussy.

  Heather screamed out as her body was racked by another orgasm. Conor pushed forward a few more times and she felt him release his juices into her body.

  They fell apart, both of them still catching their breath from the sex. Heather felt much better now that her body had been raptured in passion!

  Chapter 15

  Conor pulled her over to him and then looked at her. He was unsure if he had imagined the whole thing. As the pleasure centers in his body calmed down he realized it wasn’t a dream, but was real. He could feel her body, and he pulled her closer to him.

  He wasn’t scared now if she saw his feelings now. If she found out that Conor loved her, it was good with him. As far as he was concerned there was nothing else to worry about anymore. Well he still had to think of Heather and the baby, but for himself, he was good.

  “I’m sorry for attacking you.” She murmured. “I just well it was the real reason I didn’t want anyone coming over for a wedding. I’ve been trying to not want you; I felt I was betraying Bradon. But I know he’s dead, it just took me a while to accept it. Part of me wanted to hold onto the memory of him for as long as I could. Not his memory, but well the memory of him and I together in bed. I wanted that to hold on for a while. But you started creeping your way into my mind.” She said.

  Conor listened to her, not really sure what to say. But she saved him as she started to talk again. “I would see his face at first, and then it would be your face I was looking up into as. Well you know what I’m talking about, as in what we just did, that was what I would think about. I couldn’t stop it anymore; I hope you don’t hate me.” She confessed.

  “Hate you, why would I hate you?” Conor asked, confused.

  “It seems like I should have been willing to wait for months to do this. But here I am in your room, naked, and having slept with you. Part of me is saying I should feel guilty, but most of my mind is still saying that was amazing.” She admitted.

  He shook his head, he understood what she meant. There was a little part of him that was chastising him for sleeping with his best friend’s wife. But she wasn’t that anymore now was she. So why should he feel bad? After all Bradon had promised him to take Heather as his own.

  “I know what you mean, trust me. It is hard for me to think of you as my wife. I mean after tomorrow, but still. I feel like I’m caught in a dream and I have no idea of how to get out. But the truth is even if I knew a way out, I probably wouldn’t take it. I’m wide awake right now and I feel great!” Conor stated.

  Heather looked at him confused; it was her turn to not understand what he meant.

  “How did you do it?” He asked.

  “Do what?” She asked perplexed.

  “Make me fall in love with you, that’s what. I mean I’ve never felt like this before. I am between wanting to run, and knowing that I couldn’t leave you if I tried.” Conor admitted.

  Her eyes grew wide. “You what, did you say love me?”

  He turned towards he and kissed her deeply. “Oh yes my fair rose, I’ve loved you since before you woke up. Maybe even from the first second I saw you.” He told her.

  Heather couldn’t comprehend the fact that he had just admitted this to her. “You love me?” She asked again.

  Conor laughed. “I know it is hard to wrap your mind around isn’t it? I had a bit of a hard time accepting the idea. It was one of the reasons I wasn’t staying to talk with you much lately. Well that and because of that. Conor said as he pointed down to his erect member.

  Heather laughed and gladly lowered her mouth to help him with the problem. She was quite sure he would return the favor and make sure her body enjoyed at least one climax.

  Conor could take no more of her mouth and pushed her back on the bed. He mounted her and pushed into her. The sex was amazing again and soon they were wrapped in each other’s arms on the bed after.

  “Are you ready for tomorrow?” He asked her. He looked down and saw she was sleeping. Conor was worn out too, so he closed his eyes and let sleep take him down.

  Chapter 16

  Heather slept through the night, on
ly waking the next morning as the sunlight hit her in the face as it came in the window. She stretched, her body sore from the night before, but she liked the feeling. She looked over at him, he was deep in sleep.

  She smiled and thought about the night before. They had made love many different ways; she was shocked she was able to move after some of the positions. She laughed as the memories of those various stages of the night crossed her mind.

  He moved beside her.

  “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to wake you up.” She told him.

  Conor stretched and grabbed her. He kissed her deeply. “I love you.” He said, saying it together as a phrase for the first time. It felt good.

  She kissed him back. “We have to get ready soon.” She tried to pull away, but he was quicker.

  Soon she was on her back and he was making love to her. “You look to lovely to let leave yet!” He laughed as she yelped in shock.

  “I love you too Conor.” She said.

  He smiled as he heard the words. They sounded like a perfect song to his ears and heart. Conor knew that without a doubt this woman would never need anything. He planned on never going out to the battlefield again if he could help it.

  The truth was he didn’t want to take a chance at someone bringing his dead body back to her. The love he felt for her seemed like it had no boundaries to it. He had to admit it felt good to have these feelings.

  He was looking forward to being her husband later on that day. He thought about her argument about not wanting anyone over. He had been hurt at that time, but right now he was so happy she had said it. He wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off of her either. Then he smiled as he thought, and we’ve made love all night. Plus you just got done making love to her.

  Conor swore she was a witch her kept him coming back for more. But even if she was, he didn’t care. He watched her as she got up to go get ready for their wedding. Conor smiled as he watched her get dressed.

  “Maybe since it is just you and me and the justice we could simply go naked to the wedding? It would save me some time afterwards!” Conor laughed.

  Heather turned to him and laughed. “Well I wouldn’t have a problem with that idea, if that wasn’t sticking straight up again, right now!” She pointed at his hard cock.

  Conor laughed. “You might be right there, but it will still show through my clothes!” He stated.

  “You may have a valid point. But I’m sorry we can’t excite the justice by being naked. He’s old and he might die. That wouldn’t be a good way to start our marriage.”

  He looked at her and shook his head. “I don’t even know what to say to that.”

  She walked out of the room to get ready. Conor got up and cleaned up as well. Before long the justice would be arriving and Conor would be married to Heather.

  “I don’t know Bradon.” He said looking up at the ceiling. “I hope you’re not mad at me for falling in love with her. I also hope that she isn’t just saying it to me to make me feel better. But I believe her; you always told me she was honest. Sometimes even too honest if I remember what you said correctly!” Conor laughed remembering the conversation with Bradon.

  He hoped that his friend would understand. Then he realized he was okay with it. He made me promise to marry her, so he had to be okay with me falling in love. Did he think I wouldn’t though?

  Conor sat and thought about it for a few minutes. Then he remembered the one conversation he had been trying to get back. His memories were choppy at times, but this one seemed so clear.

  “You just haven’t meant the right woman yet.” Bradon had told Conor one time.

  Conor had been explaining to him that he did want to have something more. But in all honesty, he simply hadn’t found the right woman yet. “How will I know she’s right?” Conor had asked.

  “You’ll know, maybe even right away. You’ll see this woman and she will have your heart almost immediately. That’s the one you want to keep a hold of forever. If you can find her, never leave her. Don’t do it for anything at all.” Bradon had stated.

  He thought about it now. He had been entranced by her eyes from the very first. He remembered when Heather first walked out of the house. Those ocean blue eyes of hers had him hypnotized. It had been from that very moment that he loved her. He had to laugh at how simply it had seen too.

  For so long he had looked for this feeling. So much so he had almost given up hope of ever finding love in his life. He thought he would either settle with someone who he could tolerate, or die an old and lonely man. Conor wasn’t sure, but now her she was.

  He had seemed to have gone just about everywhere looking for this feeling. At the most odd time he had found love. “I hope you don’t think I’m a bad person Bradon for loving her.” He said out loud.

  But as he thought about it, he knew how Bradon would react. Not if he was alive of course, but if he was looking down on Conor right now. Conor liked to believe that Bradon was up there right now looking down and giving him his blessings.

  He could imagine that Bradon would be happy to know that Heather would get the love that she deserves to have. Someone who didn’t love her being with her, it wouldn’t have been fair at all. Conor could guarantee that he loved her with every fiber of his body.

  Going to find her after he was dressed, he found her outside by the garden.

  “Oh hey I was picking some flowers to hold. I know it’s a bit dumb, but they are so pretty.” She said as she looked up at him.

  “They look lovely, but they pale in comparison to your beauty.” He commented.

  He saw her blush red in color. Conor laughed a little. “You really are adorable. I don’t know how it happened or why it did. But I can tell you that I’ve never been happier in my life than I am right now. You have changed me into a new man. I don’t want to be apart from you. I crave your touch. I desire you more than I could have ever thought I wanted a woman.” He said.

  His face was serious. “I mean it Heather. You’ve done something to me that I can’t explain. My heart feels different, my mind and even my body. I feel energized like I could go for hours and hours.” He stopped and thought of them making love. “Not that way, I mean stay awake for days.” He stopped again and pictured them in a passionate embrace.

  “Give it up I understand, you just keep digging yourself deeper into a hole though!” Heather laughed. “You keep making promises like hours and hours, or days, I might take you up on it!”

  Conor laughed and his face turned a beet red. “I must say I don’t think I’ve ever been that embarrassed in my life!” He admitted.

  Heather looked at him, an animal lust shining through. “How long do you think we have until the justice gets here?” She asked.

  “Not long enough!” He laughed, pointing at the crest of the hill.

  She looked and saw the figure of a man riding a horse down the road.

  “That’s probably him right now.” Conor stated.

  “But if it isn’t we are wasting time.” Heather said.

  Conor laughed and turned red again. “Please you have to stop that right now. If you keep it up, I’ll take you in front of him!”

  Heather turned away. She didn’t want him to see how red she got at his comment. Plus she was worried she might tell him to go ahead, if she hadn’t broken eye contact with Conor.

  He laughed and looked at her. He could picture her naked body in front of him right now. But he had a feeling that was the justice, and he didn’t have the time to make love to her.

  Though he had boasted he would take her in front of the justice, he knew he wouldn’t be able too. But then when he thought a bit harder about it, he decided may he could. He smiled at her as the lustful thoughts crossed his mind.

  Just as he was about to react he thought to look and see where the man was now. He was too close now for sure. It was the justice. Conor sighed knowing the ceremony wouldn’t take long, and he could soon have her inside underneath of him. Or maybe on top again!

  Th
e justice got off the horse and Conor tied it up in the barn.

  “Could you please just make it a short ceremony?” Heather asked the justice.

  “I can do this.” He stated.

  In 10 minutes they were married and the justice was on his way. Conor and Heather both turned and raced inside of the house.

  The End.

  HER HIGHLAND LAIRD

  Highlander Romance

  Riley Moreno

  CHAPTER I

  Ilisa dragged herself out of the paddock, leaving a trail of blood in her wake. The redcoats had attacked without warning, and she had been about her favourite business of breaking in one of the new ponies when they had stormed the castle where the clans Grant and MacDougall were meeting to discuss their efforts to raise an army against the British.

  The redcoats’ unannounced visit had swiftly put an end to any ideas the clans may have entertained about lending allegiance to Bonnie Prince Charlie. In fact the men who were meeting at Dunollie Castle had been flattened by the redcoats’ bullets. Ilisa had heard the shots and taken cover, but one of the men saw her, and sank a bullet into her shoulder to prevent her from getting away. Ilisa knew that if she didn’t do something quickly, she would be raped despite her injury, and doubtless left dead. She tried to lift herself to her feet but found herself unable to. The soldier who had injured her was bearing down on her even as her pathetic efforts to save herself proved ineffective. She crossed herself and said a prayer, preparing for violation and death, when she heard the sound of horses’ hooves and felt her body snatched from the ground and borne away on horseback. She tried to twist about in the saddle to see who her captor was, but couldn’t. Through the mists of pain and weakness she only had a moment to determine whether it was a redcoat or one of her clansmen whose horse she was on, before she passed out.