The Fierce Highlander (Blood & Honor Trilogy #2) Read Online Donna Fletcher

Categories Genre: Alpha Male Tags Authors: Series: Blood & Honor Trilogy Series by Donna Fletcher
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Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 98745 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
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“You have your duties to see to,” she reminded after he kicked the door closed with his foot.

“Aye, you. Now you will tell me what is wrong. Are you not feeling well?”

She was truthful with him. “You leaving my side upset me, though I don’t know why since it is a common thing you do, and it should not have bothered me. It was foolish and how did you know I grew teary-eyed when I had turned away from you?”

“It is for that very reason I knew. You never turn away until I am almost out of your sight and when I turned to see you as I usually do and saw you had already turned away and your shoulders were slumped, I knew something was amiss.” He walked to a bench and sat, settling her on his lap.

She rested her brow to his. “It must be Lady Elizabeth’s arrival and talk of me leaving you and the Highlands that is disturbing me. Even though I know it will never happen, the thought alone frightens me.”

He captured her lips in a strong kiss and Leora realized how hungry she was for him and returned the kiss, fearing it wouldn’t be enough.

And it wasn’t. When he ended the kiss, she whispered, “I have a hungry need for you, husband, a need to join with you, become one with you, and know nothing or anyone, not now… nor ever, can separate us.”

“As always our thoughts are one,” he said and stood, walked to the table with her in his arms, and gently placed her to lie down on it.

He took hold of her hips and pulled her bottom to the edge of the table, shoved her garments out of the way, her legs spreading open to welcome him. He pushed his plaid aside and entered her swiftly, her legs hugging his waist as he leaned down over her bracing his hands on the table at the sides of her head.

“Hold on, wife,” he ordered, and her hands gripped his taut arms.

She expected it to be fast, over and done since they had duties to see to, but this duty presently took priority. The hard rhythm he set sent a wicked passion racing through her that had her moaning with pleasure and had her urging, “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop, Noble.”

He continued pounding into her and though her pleasure built, she still wanted more and continued to plead with him not to stop. She gasped when he suddenly stopped and withdrew from her, but in the next instant his arm went beneath her waist and he flipped her over and bent her over the edge of the table, shoving her garments out of the way.

“Grab the table’s edge. You are going to need something to hold on to,” he ordered.

She stretched her arms out and gripped the edge, crying out with delight as he entered her and drove in and out of her with a fierceness that took her pleasure to new heights.

Her passionate moans heightened his own desire that felt completely out of control. His need to give her what she desired overwhelmed him, for he needed it as much as she did. He wanted to feel them locked together, joined as one, forever in love, never to be parted.

“Noble!” she cried out, letting him know she was close, ready to erupt in pleasure.

“You’re mine. You will always be mine,” he said with a powerful passion and with several hard thrusts sent her tumbling off the edge to follow soon after.

Leora’s face scrunched as she cried out, exploding in a fiery passion that consumed every part of her and it flared again when her husband roared with his own release. The ripples of pleasure seemed never-ending and she basked in every exquisite ripple.

Noble dropped down over her, pressed his cheek to hers and with labored breath said, “Damn if I don’t love you beyond reason, wife.”

Leora smiled, feeling far happier than she ever felt.

The door rattled with a knock and Finley shouted. “You are needed, Noble.”

“A moment,” Noble called out.

“I will be in the Great Hall.”

Noble eased off his wife, adjusted his plaid, then her garment, running his hand over her naked backside as he did, relishing the feel of her warm flesh, then hurried his hands to her waist and eased her up off the table and into his arms.

“I wish I did not have to leave you so soon after coupling with you,” he said.

“Nonsense. You put me first and gave me what I needed, indulging me yet again.,” she said with a smile. “Now you must see to your duties as chieftain.”

“I love indulging you,” he said and gave her a quick kiss before releasing her and heading to the door.

“Good. Keep that in mind, for I may need more indulging later tonight,” she said with a teasing smile, and his laughter followed him out the door.


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