Highlander’s Wicked Temptation: A Steamy Scottish Historical Romance Novel by Maddie MacKenna (red novels TXT) 📗

in love with ye lass. I have been since I laid eyes on ye. There is nay way I am goin’ to let ye walk out of me home. Nae now, nae ever.”

Before Cleo could say in anything Jude leaned down and crushed his lips to hers. Slipping his tongue to her mouth. He silenced her and pulled her closer to him, hoping with all of his might she wouldn’t struggle. Silently, he prayed for the strength to take her fear into him and give her the peace she needed. In his heart of hearts, he wished against all hope for her to stay.

As her body molded to his, he felt his heart racing in his chest. With every breath that he stole from her through kisses, he wondered if she felt the same about him.

Slowly he pulled away and stared deeply into her eyes. “Please, I’m beggin’ ye. Stay with me. Ye daenae have to go anywhere.”

“Don’t you see? I have to. For your sake and Hugh’s, I have to. I must.”

Jude shook his head, refusing to hear that she was going to leave.

“I will nae let ye go,” he said. “Yer faither may have discarded ye like an old boot, but to me ye’re more precious than gold, and we will find out who is behind these attacks together. I ken it.”

“But—” Cleo started as he once again leaned down and crushed his lips to hers, silencing her.

17

Cleopatra curled her arms around Jude’s body and held him tightly. She pulled in a deep breath, savoring his musky smell. He stepped forward, as she stepped back inching closer to the bed.

With her body yearning for Jude, she crawled onto the soft mattress as her eyes remained locked on him. Jude was right there, inches from her, refusing to open the gap between them. He moved like a cat stalking her until she bumped against the backboard of the bed. With nowhere else to go, Jude smiled knowing he had trapped her.

Lust and passion swirled in his eyes. His fingertips grazed down her cheeks to her collarbone.

She found herself lured to him and drew up to meet him. As she stared at him and gazed into his icy blue eyes, her heart pounded in her chest. Slowly, he inched closer to her and paused when he was a breath away from kissing her.

“Do ye have any idea how lovely ye are?” he whispered.

She shook her head as she glanced to his lush lips. The anticipation caused her body to ache and for a moment she wondered if he would ever kiss her. She couldn’t wait any longer. She leaned forward and crushed her lips to his. Her eyes closed as she allowed the pleasure to sweep her up in the moment.

Suddenly, she felt her body being lowered to the mattress. Jude’s hand curled around the back of her head as he guided her to the soft feathered pillows. Her eyes popped open the instant she felt Jude’s tongue slip into her mouth. The sensation was odd but soothing.

As Jude’s tongue played with hers, she tried to do as he did. Rolling the tip of her tongue over his, their tongues wrestled one another as she curled her arms around his neck and scooted back to the headboard. Jude followed her, refusing to break their connection.

Sucking in a deep breath as she pulled away, she realized Jude had slipped a hand down to her leg and was playing with the hem of her dress. Slowly, he hoisted the fabric up to her thigh. She found her heart quickening. The passion consuming her. With each passing moment, she found her body yearning for him more and more. It was as if her soul had opened up to receive his.

As Jude’s eyes drifted to her bosom, he reached out and pulled the string to her corset, loosening the restraint around her chest. She found it easier to breathe without the pressure constricting her chest and torso, but at the same time, it seemed the air in the room grew thinner.

Jude leaned down and pressed his lips to her neck. His hot breath on her sent chills coursing through her body. She wanted him more now than ever.

“Take me,” she said as she undid his trews and released his manhood from the confinements.

Cleopatra found her eyes lingering on his hips. A curiosity played at the edges of her mind as his trews dropped to his knees. His shirt covered his manhood from her and although she wanted to see all of him, she refrained from pulling the fabric of his shirt up. A smile lingered on his lips as he crawled between her legs.

Reaching between them she slipped her hand under his shirt. She curled her fingers around his manhood causing him to gasp.

“Easy love, nae so tight.”

Cleopatra eased her grip on him. Stroking the length of him, her body yearned for him. She desired more than anything to be reunited with him both in body and is soul. Jude’s manhood throbbed in her hand. Keeping his eyes locked on her, he drew his hand to hers. Immediately she released him. A smile curled on his lips as he hoisted her skirt up even higher and bunched it to her hips.

Sucking in a deep breath, she found the air around her growing heavier as he shifted to the opening between her legs and lowered himself onto her. She felt his tongue flicking against her earlobe before a sharp pinch rattled her.

Before she knew it, he was in her and that pinch that she felt was a mere distraction. Cleopatra found her body moving with Jude’s as he touched and caressed every inch of her from the inside out.

With wide eyes, she felt her body adjusting to his. It was just as she had expected it to be. Although she could see the fire of passion in his eyes. He was not rough with her and gave her a pause to allow her