Mysty McPartland (18 page)

Slowly nodding, she ducked her head and concentrated on the food placed in front of her. It was hard though every part of her was too aware of his voice and body. By the end of the meal, she was nearly shaking with her desire. Quickly, she excused herself and went to their chamber.

With a knowing grin
, he watched his wife leave and wished he could follow her. However, the state he was in, he would not be able to leave the table for some time. Not without the whole clan being aware of his erection pressed hard against the front of his kilt.

Chapter Sixteen

Before she went upstairs, Trista requested buckets
of hot water. Hopefully, a relaxing bath was what she needed. It would calm her nerves and rid her of the heat that had invaded her body. It didn’t take long to fill the tub and stripping off her clothes, within moments she was lying in the steaming water with her eyes closed. The tension gradually easing and she let out a peaceful sigh.

A heartbeat later,
her eyes flew open when she heard a slight sound. Slowly turning her head, she saw her husband standing by the tub gazing hungrily down at her. She was unable to do anything else but stare back at him with unquenched desire.

The intensity of his expression made her insides quiver. S
he never said a word or even moved a muscle; she doubted if she even blinked as she watched him remove his clothes. When each item fell carelessly on the floor and he bared most of his body to her, she could only gaze in hunger and fascination.

Only
when his kilt dropped at his feet did she moan. He stood proudly naked before her; he was magnificent and fully aroused. Her tongue came out and licked her dry lips. Every inch of her throbbed with need and breathlessly she waited to see what he would do next.

Arrogantly standing before his wife, letting her look her fill. “Tell me now that ye dinnae want me, lass, and I will go.” His voice low and husky, heavy with his passion and he held his breath while he waited for her answer.

No longer could she lie to herself, she wanted him and she couldn’t deny him or herself.

When he saw her sit up and lift her hand, he let out a relieved breath. Stepping forward his fingers clasped around hers. He climbed in the tub with her and once he seated himself, he pulled her up between his thighs. He turned her so that she faced away from him. Holding her against his chest, he nuzzled the nape of her neck.

“Ye feel so soft
, sweet, so satiny soft.” He whispered in awe as his hands came up and cupped her breasts massaging them. His thumbs and fingers gently pinched the nipples bringing a soft moan from her parted lips.

O
ne hand slipped down lower, until it rested between her thighs, when she leaned back against him, his finger parted her nether lips and sought the little bud. Stroking it gently and felt her push against his hand. “Aye, sweet, that’s it. Let yeself enjoy it.”

Lifting heself into his glorious caresses her body went up in flames from his touch; her breasts were swelling and her nipples hardening. When he moved his hand between her thighs and stroked her, she arched into his teasing caresses and whimpered.

Hard though it was, he held back his own need, wanting to bring his wife pleasure. His finger entered her and he could feel how hot and wet she was. Breathing deeply, he removed his hands from her body and clasping her hips, he lifted her up and stood. Before he left the tub he kissed her tenderly, holding back his own hunger.

Reluctantly removing his mouth from hers
, he stepped out of the tub and ignoring the water that dripped from their wet bodies. He swept her up in his arm and he carried her to the bed. Placing her on the covers, he stared down at her for a moment before he joined her.

T
his time it was his mouth that sought out her breasts, lavishing them with attention as he suckled and nipped her tight nipples. His hand once again sought her bud between her thighs and stroking and teasing it. Listening to her husky whimpers fed his own passion.

T
his time when he kissed his way down her body, he did it with loving tenderness, paying attention to every inch of her. Now as his head lay between her thighs, he gazed up at her and saw only passion blazing from her stormy grey eyes.

Gently with trembling fingers he parted her dewy, pouting folds and gazed down at the jewel he sought. Finding it a heady pleasure, his seed spurt forth and he groaned loudly before he bent his head. Breathing deeply, he stroked her with his tongue.

A wild passionate cry tore from her when she felt the slide of his tongue against the most private part of her. She wanted him to stop, but her mind refused to listen. The need inside her grew too strong and she arched her hips for more.

In a haze of desire hearing her shriek, he lifted his head in concern. When she jerked her hips, he once again sought out the hidden petal of her desire, wanting it to open and throb just as he was. His mouth made love to her, he swirled his tongue around, dipped it inside of her. At her wild cry, he knew she was very close to finding her release.

Eagerly l
ifting his head, he moved up and over her. As the damp heated folds surrounded the tip of his erection, he groaned. His mouth covered hers in a wild frantic kiss. Lifting his hips, he drove down and buried himself deep within the apex of her body. She took him in all the way and when she wrapped her legs around him drew him in even deeper still.

I
t had been forever since either of them tasted the passion and it did not last long. When she squeezed his erection tightly, he felt the heat of her climax surround him. She shuddered beneath him, causing his own release. It shot out of him so powerful, that all he could do was jerk his hips until he was drained. Not only of his seed but his strength as well.

N
ow as he lay on his back with her wrapped around him, he never felt more at peace than he did right at this moment. He hoped that she was feeling exactly the same way.

Sprawled over his hard chest, she blushed with embarrassment when she remembered all the things that she let him do to her. Dear Lord, they would both be surely be punished for this and would go to hell for the sins they just committed.

Drowsily feeling his wife stir, he lifted her chin so that she was now looking at him. Immediately, he could see by the deep blush on her face and knew that she was embarrassed; he had a pretty good idea why.

He leane
d down and kissed her brow. “Dinnae be ashamed of what we did. ‘Tis a natural thing for a man wanting to taste the woman he cares about. Just like ‘tis for the woman to taste the man that she cares about. Do ye nay remember lass the day ye knelt before me, seeing to the wound on my thigh? Did ye nay wonder what I tasted like?”

Her blush deepening at his softly spoken words and thinking over what he was saying, she reluctantly admitted she did think about what he would taste like. “I have to tell you truthfully I did. But I thought it was something very sinful.”

A chuckle rumbled in his chest and hugged her tightly. “Nay, lass. Nay if ‘tis between those that care for each other ‘tis nay a sin.”

That started her thinking however, she did not know if she would be brave enough to take such a step just yet.

Keenly watching and seeing her mulling over what he said, he knew she wasn’t ready to do what she wanted just yet. But given time, he was positive she would and he couldn’t help but grow excited and anticipate what would happen when she did.

****

Rieph knew that if he wasn’t around that Trista would go on one of her mysterious vanishing acts. So waiting in hiding with Quinn and Gabe, they followed her through the village and then along the stream for a few miles.

When she
finally stopped at what was supposed to be a vacant cottage, he instantly became suspicious. When she knocked on the door, knew it wasn’t uninhabited any longer and when he saw who occupied the cottage, cursed loudly.

“
Damn it to hell. How in blazes am I going to explain to laird McDowell and laird Ferguson that their runaway children are living on my land? Hell, either one of them could make war on us.”

Both Quinn and Gabe silently agreed.

Not knowing what to do about the situation just yet, he and his friends headed back to the hall to find some peaceful way out of the dangerous situation. He also needed to think whether to punish his wife or not.

When she went down stairs in the
morning, Trista was disappointed when finding Rieph, Quinn and Gabe were gone and after seeing to a few illnesses, decided to go and visit with David and Elli.

When
she walked back into the hall for the noon meal, she could not help but feel a little nervous when she saw the stern faces of her husband and his friends. Apprehensively, she wondered what could be causing them to look so serious.

Angrily watching her come towards him, Rieph wanted to shake her silly for her foolishness. Instead, gave her a glare of disappointment before he turned away from her.

Now what was wrong, she thought snappishly. Frowning thoughtfully, she pondered what she might have done now to make him look at her with disillusionment. When he turned away from her, she couldn’t help but feel hurt and confused.

Though she considered questioning him why he seemed so upset, she decided against asking him. Yet, there was something definitely aggravating the man. She gave a shrug of her shoulders; no doubt it wouldn’t be long before she found out. The hall door flying open caught her attention and she gave a squeal of delight seeing Payne entering with her sister.

With another loud cry of joy, she jumped to her feet, raced to the couple and threw herself in her sister’s arms. “Oh, Jaccy, I am so happy to see you and to see that Payne arrived in time to help you.” She hugged her again before she turned and hugged her brother-in-law. “Thank you so much, Payne. I don’t know how I can ever repay you.”

Pleased and relieved to see his brother, he joined his wife and when she finally stopped hugging his brother, he gave Payne an affectionate slap on the back. “Well done, brother, and I too am happy to see ye return safe and sound. Now, Trista introduce me to ye sister.”

Still smiling holding her sister’s hand in hers, she turned to face her husband. “You remember Rieph, Jaccy. The Black Warlock and Rieph this is my young sister, Jaccy.”

Bowing to the lass, he took note that Jaccy was a few inches taller than Trista, Rieph caught her hand and bestowed a kiss her knuckles. “’Tis a pleasure to meet ye, and ye are welcomed to stay here for as long as ye like.”

Shyly, smiling up at the tall laird who was her sister’s husband, Jaccy could see that the man wasn’t anything like she feared him to be. “Thank you, Laird Rieph and I am grateful for your offer. I fear it will be quite some time before I can return home.”

“
Oh, Jaccy, it will not be too bad. Now you must come along and tell me everything that has happened and tell me how father is.” As she went to lead her sister away Payne stopped her.

“
Before ye leave, Trista, can ye tell me where ye want all ye things put.” Payne asked her.

Not understanding, she wondered what he could be talking about and suddenly her eyes lit up when she realized what he meant. “Oh you mean all my possessions I had to leave behind. Please just find an empty room upstairs to store them in and I will go through them later.”

Once more
, she reached for her sister’s hand, led her away and as she passed Mary, requested a tray sent up. Leading Jaccy upstairs to her bedchamber where they could talk privately and undisturbed.

Displeased that his wife wanted to leave, Rieph heard Payne groan and turned to stare at him. “What ails ye, brother?”

“
’Tis all the things that have to be carted up the damn stairs. Ye willnae believe how much there is.” He mumbled disgruntled.

Rieph went with his brother outside to see for himself and he too groaned.

Quinn easily recognized the taller woman as Trista’s sister, he was surprised when his heart accelerated and his palms grew sweaty. For the first time in a long while, he was aware of the flicker of interest in a woman. He studied her as she was being led away by Trista. He swore to himself, he would somehow manage to find a way to know the lovely lady Jaccy much, much better.

****

“Oh Trista this is such a beautiful room.” Jaccy said as she entered the chamber.

“
Yes it is. Now come and sit down I want to hear everything.” Trista led her over to one of the window seats and waited for Jaccy to begin her tale.

“
It’s been horrible, Trista, and poor Papa could do nothing. Lord Phillip is still very angry with you and he thought if he could marry me, it would punish you even more. And so after speaking to the king and receiving his permission to wed me, he came at once and told father since he could not have you, he would have me instead. And because the king had approved the match we both knew it was hopeless.”