A Warrior's Perception (42 page)

“
Kagan, I want ye. Now. Faster.
”

Kagan's mind whirled at her words and he obliged as he thrust deeper and harder inside of her. She screamed his name again as he lifted her up and sat on his knees holding her body to his. His seed spread through her tight hot loins and she felt his heart beat inside of her.

She melted as he leaned over her and slid his tongue inside of her mouth. They kissed until each was completely sated.

Andra curled to his side and hid her flushed face from his prying eyes. She faked sleep as he rolled over and cupped her chin. He kissed her lips, sliding his tongue across each one. She moaned and returned the erotic gesture. He grinned as she opened her eyes, now milky with lingering passion.

“
Tell me...tell me again that ye want me.
”

“
Nay, ye hurt me and if I say it ye will hurt me again,
”
she whispered as he slid his hands up her arms.

“
It only hurts the first time,
”
he growled as she licked his lips.

“
E'ery time I ha'e been around a man, it hurts in one way or another,
”
she raged,
“
This is'na the first time ye ha'e hurt me.
”

“
I've ne'er hurt ye 'fore now.
”

“
In the stables, ye slammed me against the wall, lea'ing bruises down my back and where ye gripped my hips…I carried ye fingerprints on my backside for several days. My lips bled after ye kissed me,
”
her voice grew louder with each word,
“
And on top of that, the maid seen 'em and assured me that I was too fat and ugly for the likes of ye. That's why ye went to her instead of me.
”

Kagan groaned as she pushed him away from her body and covered herself with the pillow,
“
I did'na...I ne'er...I did'na mean to hurt ye then or now.
”

“
And ye donna deny sleepin' with her? Ye did and she bragged 'bout how much it hurt and how much ye said ye wanted her. Words na different than what ye ha'e said to me this night.
”
             
Andra stared at
the
ceiling and wished Kagan would take her in his arms and swear he had not slept with the wretched woman and swear he didn't have a lover waiting for his return.

“
I wanted ye and I told her as much,
”
Kagan whispered as he pulled her back to his side, throwing the pillow on the floor.

“
Ye lie to get me to quieten my tongue,
”
she accused as she pushed at his chest,
“
Ye will hurt me again if I let ye.
”

Kagan leaned across her and his roguish smile appeared. Andra's eyes narrowed as he spoke,
“
I ha'e ne'er met a more beautiful woman than ye.
”
His remark was calm and collected as if a king had so commanded,
“
I will'na hurt ye e'er again and ye will find my touches are pleasin'. Ye are mine Andra and I want ye again this night.
”

“
Just because the oath is broken donna mean ye can touch me whene'er ye want,
”
she stated with complete control.
“
Ye must always ask 'fore ye touch.
”

He rolled over on top of Andra and held her hands to her sides and kissed her mouth to avoid her lashing tongue. She kissed him back and spread her legs, letting him slid between them. She arched under him and whispered in his mouth,
“
I want ye again Kagan.
”

“
First, tell me who has hurt ye? Who, gi'e me their name.
”
He ordered as he held his position and rubbed his shaft along her curls.

“
E'eryone,
”
she whispered as she tried to pull from his grasp.

“
Tell me,
”
he ordered softly as he placed scorching kisses on her nose and cheeks.

“
It donna matter, I am a woman and must endure the pains inflicted by men,
”
she answered as he rocked against her.

“
Na one has the right to hurt ye.
”

“
Except ye,
”
she said with sarcasm.

“
Na one!
”

“
He had my father's blessin'....
”
she started as she hid her face in shame from his eyes.

Kagan stilled and his back stiffened,
“
Who?
”

She shook her head and refused to answer. Her tears streaked her temples and dampened her hair as he let her hands go and wiped them away,
“
Was it Calin?

“
Nay!
”
she cried as he held her face in his hands.

“
Damn woman tell me and I will...
”

“
Ye will what? Make it go away...It will'na go away. It burns in my heart and soul e'ery second of e'ery day. I am ...worthless and dirty, I deserve na man's touch.
”

“
Pierre?
”
Kagan's voice boomed in her ears and she shrank from his dark look.

“
Aye, he...
”

“
Tell me...tell me what he did to ye,
”
Kagan growled as he dropped his head onto her shoulder.

“
He made me touch him and stripped me of my clothin' e'ery time we had a lesson,
”
she whispered, hoping he could not hear,
“
I had to learn how to protect myself and had to pose in front of him naked. He whipped me with a leather strap when I ...
”

Andra pushed at Kagan and he rolled over onto his side. She turned her back to him as she continued,
“
He forced his fingers inside of me and hurt me.
”

Kagan growled as he pulled her back against him and held her waist. Andra continued,
“
He shoved himself inside of me, it felt like he was rippin' my insides apart. I bled and was sore for se'eral weeks.
”

Andra took his hand and slid it to her backside. She felt Kagan tense as she said,
“
He hurt me here.
”
Andra caught her breath as Kagan caressed her bottom gently with his fingertips. He rubbed her delicately until she stiffened.

“
What are ye doin'?
”

“
If done correctly, it will'na hurt. It will feel good,
”
he whispered as he massaged the pink oracle.

She lay motionless as he rubbed and caressed her. She pushed back against his hand as he skillfully breached her. She moaned in fascination as he kissed her shoulder.

“
Does this na feel good?
”

“
Aye,
”
she whispered as he moved with her rocking hips.

He stopped and slid down her back, kissing her spine and turning her onto her stomach. He pulled her to the edge of the bed and knelt down between her legs. He seared her backside with his tongue and reeled in pleasure as she screamed his name. His tongue slid down and she arched, knowing what she wanted.

He stood and pulled her to her knees on the bed. Gripping her tender hips, he pushed his shaft inside of her womanhood. The warmth enveloped him and turned into raw heat as he thrust himself inside. She begged him for more as he pulled out and rubbed her backside. He entered again and completely buried himself inside of her.

He knew she was tight and prayed he had not hurt her again. She rocked against him and he groaned as they soared together to the gates of Valhalla. He touched her and teased her backside as his thrusts quickened. His release came and she fell forward with him completely submerged in her passion.

The isle hummed with glorious happiness as the sun rose across the highlands. All was going as intended and soon the isle’s freedom would come. She danced and laughed as the man in Andra's bed hugged her closer. She looked to the north and giggled as Haley stared into the orb in her room. Her laughter swept through the wind and echoed around the world as Darten walked into the shimmering orb's surface.

Haley held her breath as he dropped his kilt and plunged into the dark lake. The isle tugged at her hair and clouded the vision.

“
Oh, stop it. And don't you dare tell mother!
”
Haley swatted at the air and smiled,
“
Please send for Deylia, I wish to visit my cousin again.
”

The isle’s soft laughter echoed around Haley, both knowing it was not her cousin she wished so much to see.

Rain poured from the sky as the laird's guests began to gather at his door. Rain! Andra watched the wealthy men and women and their daughters enter
McKregan Keep and she frowned.

It seemed that the more that came, the prettier the daughters appeared. Red heads, brunettes, and loads of raven haired women fled to the keep's safety. They squealed in horror as the rain splattered their beautiful gowns and threatened to muss up their mounds of tediously curled hair.

Andra giggled as a red headed girl slapped her father and refused to move from the dry carriage. The agitated man handed the girl over to her distraught looking mother and hurried to the keep. She had a sudden pang of guilt as the poor girl slipped on the bottom step of the carriage and fell fa
ce first into a puddle of mud.

She took a deep breath and turned to the mirror at her vanity and her frown deepened. She had swept her golden hair up on top of her head and let her natural curls fall about her bare  shoulders. The red gown that she chose from the seamstress was beautiful. The fabric was smooth and as soft as buckskin and fell from her shoulders to reveal the round full cleavage that yearned for Kagan's caresses. It hugged her waist tightly and delicately revealed the curve of her thighs before flaring out
at her knees in silver satin.