Redemption (Book Two of the Shipwrecked Series) (12 page)

Quinn slid another
finger inside of her and began to move his fingers in and out of her, slowly,
sweetly making love to her with his hand.  He kissed his way up to her neck and
then claimed her lips in his.  Sarah was wild with passion as he played her
expertly with his fingers, stroking the heat of her desire while driving into
her more firmly now.

Quinn felt her
body begin to quiver around his fingers.

“I love ye,
Sarah.  Let go.  Surrender,” he said breathlessly as he drove her to the brink
of ecstasy.

She came apart in
his arms.  The power of her orgasm rocked her to the core.  Her body shook with
the thrill of her release and wave after wave of orgasm flooded over her. Her
body was exhausted now, completely spent.  Sarah felt as though she had melted
into Quinn, had become part of him for a brief, beautiful moment.

Quinn slowed his
movements, still stroking her gently with his fingers.  He kissed her forehead
and smiled into her hair.

“What just
happened?” Sarah sighed breathlessly, overwhelmed as the last tremors of her
release dissipated throughout her body.

Quinn laughed
softly and smiled devilishly into the curve of Sarah’s neck.  He kissed her in
the curve just behind her ear.

“Ye had an
orgasm,” he whispered huskily, secretly pleased with himself for pleasuring
Sarah so thoroughly.

“I didn’t know...I
had no idea that could happen!” Sarah said, still struggling to regain control
of herself as her body recovered from Quinn’s touch.  “I never imagined that
something could feel so good,” Sarah said softly as she pulled Quinn closer, threading
her fingers languidly through his unbound hair.

“Aye,” he
chuckled.  “It
is
wonderful,” he whispered into her ear and then bit her
earlobe playfully.  Sarah’s response to him had pleased him greatly and his
cock throbbed painfully as he imagined the pleasure that he would feel when he
entered Sarah for the first time and experienced his own release.

“Can you do that? 
Does it feel the same for you?” Sarah asked boldly as Quinn continued to trail
light kisses down her neck.

“Aye,” he
whispered huskily.  “And I canna even begin tae imagine how wonderful it will
feel tae experience that with ye,” he confessed as his cock bucked eagerly in
his pants.  “But that willna happen until we are married,” he vowed as he rose
up above Sarah, supporting himself on his elbows so that he could look into her
eyes.

Sarah was
completely satiated, and the afterglow of her orgasm suited her well.  Her face
was flushed with color and she looked at Quinn with such love in her eyes that
it caused his heart beat to speed up.

“Thank-ye,” he
whispered as he looked at her, smiling softly as she gazed up at hi,

“I think that it
is I that should be thanking you,” Sarah smiled bashfully as she wrapped her
arms around Quinn’s neck and pulled him down for a lengthy kiss.

“Perhaps ye should
thank me,” he chuckled, slapping her playfully on the bum.  “But I’d been
fantasizing about doing that tae ye for quite some time,” he admitted as he
kissed the tip of her nose.

“I never imagined
that it…that it would feel so wonderful!” Sarah confessed.  Her fingers played
with Quinn’s disheveled hair.  She didn’t remember tearing the lacing from his
hair, but she knew that she must have, as Quinn’s hair fell freely about his
shoulders now.

“There are many
things that a man can do to show a woman his love,” he smiled ruefully.  “I
want tae give ye pleasure.  I want tae give ye everything, Sarah,” he said
tenderly as he stroked the heated flesh of Sarah’s cheek.

“How soon can we
get married?” Sarah asked, her face blooming with color as soon as the bold
question fell from her lips.

Quinn smiled in
blatant approval.  “Not soon enough,” he said, chuckling softly as he gritted
his teeth and tried to quell the arousal that throbbed for Sarah inside of his
pants.

Chapter Eight

Quinn’s heart
hammered in his chest, threatening to burst with joy as he beheld the beautiful
woman that stood before him.  Sarah’s hands were clasped tightly in his, and
the love that resided in her eyes when she looked up at him made the simple
necessity of breathing difficult.

“And I take you,
Quinn, to be my lawfully wedded husband,” Sarah said with conviction, squeezing
Quinn’s hands as she spoke the words that would tie them together for the rest
of their lives.

Quinn smiled
proudly and swam in the beauty of their love.  Sarah was his now.

“You may kiss your
bride,” the priest said, his voice breaking though to Quinn although it seemed
to be coming from somewhere else, somewhere very far away.

 He only saw Sarah
in this moment.

Quinn released
Sarah’s hands and pulled her possessively against his chest.  Her fingers
trailed lightly up his chest and found their home behind his neck.  Quinn’s
lips settled gently atop her mouth and he kissed her tenderly, professing his
undying love for her with the achingly sweet touch of his lips to hers.

Sarah smiled
against his lips and opened her mouth, yielding herself completely to her
husband’s tender kiss.  Quinn growled softly and deepened their kiss, sweeping
his tongue into Sarah’s mouth and claiming her fully as his wife.  They kissed
passionately, completely lost in this moment together.

Rowan cleared his
throat and brought Quinn crashing back to reality.  He brushed his tongue
against Sarah’s once more and ended the kiss, tenderly pecking her on the lips
in a final seal of their commitment to each other.

“This
is
a
church, brother,” Rowan teased as he watched Quinn and Sarah struggle to
recover from the response they had to each other.

“Buggar off,”
Quinn whispered over his shoulder as he smiled wryly.

Anna squeezed
Rowan’s hand.  Her heart was filled with happiness when she looked at Quinn and
Sarah.  Watching them speak their vows to each other had caused her to remember
the midnight ceremony that had bound her to Rowan.  Tears streamed down her
face as she turned to her own husband and kissed him, catching him completely
off guard.

Rowan smiled
against her lips and kissed her back thoroughly, suddenly forgetting that they
were also at a wedding, in a church.

Malcolm cleared
his throat teasingly, garnishing a knowing wink from Rowan as he broke away
from his wife.

“We’ll finish this
later,” Rowan whispered quietly into Anna’s ear as he nuzzled her neck and
placed his hand on her belly, over their growing baby.  His wife had always
been attractive to him, but seeing her body swell with the beautiful glow of
pregnancy had made his appetite for loving her almost insatiable.

Anna smiled
knowingly, desire for her husband radiating in her hazel eyes.  She kissed him
on the cheek in promise that they would indeed finish what they had started later.

..ooOoo..

“Yer finally
mine,” Quinn whispered huskily against Sarah’s ear as he carried her over the
threshold and into the room that he had rented for the night.  “And I’ve
finally got ye all tae myself,” he said smiling as he closed the door firmly
behind them and settled Sarah lightly on her feet.

Sarah wasted no
time and began unbuttoning Quinn’s white linen shirt.  She wanted to feel his
skin against hers and at the moment, his shirt was in the way.

“I can’t believe
that we’re married,” Sarah exclaimed in disbelief as she let her head fall
suddenly against Quinn’s expansive chest.  Her fingers fumbled with the buttons
of his shirt and she finally gave up, trailing her fingers over his firm belly
and encircling his waist with her arms.

“Aye.  I can
hardly believe it myself!” Quinn said as he placed a kiss atop Sarah’s head. 
He hugged her close to his chest and delighted in the sweet, feminine smell
that wafted from her hair.  She smelled so good and felt so completely perfect
as surrounded her protectively with his arms and pulled her against his chest. 

Sarah completed
him.   He said a silent prayer of gratitude to God for the amazing gift that
was his wife.  He vowed to spend each day striving to make himself worthy of
her love, bringing happiness to her as she had done for him.  She had
single-handedly restored his life and made it worth living.  Sarah had given
him a reason to live and his heart burst with the overwhelming thrill of his
love for her.

Quinn pulled away
from Sarah slightly and brought his forefinger under her chin, tilting her
beautiful face up so that she would look into his eyes.

“I love ye,” he
said softly, speaking the truth that resounded with each beat of his heart.

Sarah smiled.  “I
know you do,” she said softly.  “And I love you too, my husband,” she vowed as
she stood on her tippy toes and kissed Quinn with all of the love that resided
in her heart.  She threaded her fingers through his hair and pulled his mouth
against hers, aching with need to be closer to him.

Quinn’s lips
slanted over Sarah’s arching as his tongue dove into her mouth, stroking
against hers as he showed her the depths of his desire for her. 

Sarah’s fingers
found the buttons of his shirt again and she deftly undid them.  At last, she
pushed the linen away from his chest and pressed her palms against Quinn’s
chest.  She could feel the erratic beating of his heart beneath her hands and
she smiled at her husband’s ready response to her touch.  Skimming her fingers
lightly over his abdominal muscles, she delighted in feeling gooseflesh break
out over Quinn’s tanned skin.  She loved that her light touch could evoke such
an immediate response from her husband’s beautiful body.

Quinn shrugged out
of his shirt and captured Sarah against his chest.  His heart pounded in his
chest and his cock throbbed against the constraint of his pants.  He wanted
Sarah so badly, but had to regain control.  This needed to be perfect for her. 
Quinn knew that Sarah had been with a man before him and that her experience
with Adahy had not been a good one. 

He vowed that
their joining would be perfect, beautiful and filled with love.  He needed to
make this absolutely perfect for Sarah and for that, he needed to remain in
control.  He would need to fight his body’s overwhelming response to Sarah so
that he could take this slowly.

Calming his
desire, he kissed the delicate curve of Sarah’s neck softly as his fingers
worked to unlace the back of her gown.  Sarah’s cheek lay against his chest and
she closed her eyes, savoring the sound of Quinn’s heart beating beneath her
ear.  His fingers trailed over the skin of Sarah’s back and he pulled the laces
of her gown apart.

“Have ye nothing
on under this?” he asked, surprised when he found nothing but her warm skin
beneath the fabric of her gown.

Sarah smiled
against his chest.

“No,” she
revealed.  She fought to contain her smile when Quinn’s heart went wild beneath
her ear.

Quinn rolled his
eyes heavenward and gritted his teeth.  So much for trying to take this slowly. 
His sweet wife was thwarting all of his best laid intentions.

Sarah stepped away
from her husband and clutched her wedding gown to her chest.  Holding his gaze
and smiling softly when she recognized the blatant desire that she saw in her
husband’s eyes, she shrugged out of her gown.  The fabric fell into a pool
around her feet.  At last, she stood completely naked and unashamed before her
husband.

“Sarah,” Quinn
whispered as he beheld his wife, his breath hitching in his throat as his eyes
scanned over the perfection of her body.  Quinn’s cock throbbed in his pants as
his eyes took in the fullness of Sarah’s breasts and then traveled lower to the
very core of her femininity.  He had touched her there once before, sank his
fingers into the delicious wetness that was between her thighs just for him. 
The fact that he would join with her tonight, bury his cock deep inside of her
to claim her fully as his wife almost made Quinn lose control.  Almost.

He shuddered as he
reached for Sarah, trailing his fingers over her cheek and down her graceful
neck.  His hand stopped briefly to palm her full, sensitive breast.  He
remembered how sweet, how arousing she had tasted when he had suckled her. 
Moving lower still, his fingers skimmed over the taut skin of Sarah’s waist and
circled around her navel.  Had he not witnessed it himself, he would have never
guessed that Sarah had borne a child.  Her body was achingly perfect.

Pulling Sarah
gently against his chest, he relished the feeling of her naked body against
his.  He tried to still the beating of his hammering heart, seeking to quell
the overwhelming response of his body so that he could make this moment perfect
for his wife.  He lifted her hair and exposed her shoulder, kissing the warm
skin that he found there.  Sarah sighed and closed her eyes, leaning her head
to the side so that Quinn could kiss her more readily.

How was it that
her husband could unnerve her so?  How could his lightest touch send her blood
racing through her veins?  Sarah wondered how she would handle making love to
Quinn.  His lightest touch affected her so intensely.  Sarah wondered if she
would be able to handle the pleasure of joining with him when they made love.

Quinn lifted Sarah
in his arms and carried her over to the bed.  He settled her gently atop the
coverlet and kissed her softly as he settled his own body on top of hers. 
Being careful to support his weight on his elbows, he trailed his tongue over
Sarah’s bottom lip, growling approvingly when she claimed his lips in a
desirous kiss.

His hand palmed
her breast gently for he knew that they were extremely sensitive.  His thumb
brushed experimentally over Sarah’s nipple and he was rewarded when she arched
against him and moaned with pleasure.  Unable resist any longer, Quinn placed
kisses over the feverish skin of Sarah’s neck, her collarbone and finally his
lips found her swollen breast.  He kissed her taut flesh lightly, still palming
her sweet globe in his hand.  Sarah called out his name when his lips found her
nipple and Quinn smiled devilishly as he began to suckle his wife.