Chapter Seventeen
I woke to the steady whisper of breaths from one hunky man and two furry females. Sometime after midnight, the puppies had whined and pawed at the bedroom door and Aidan had gotten up to let them in. This morning, he lay sleeping beside me with one arm holding me against his body. Misty lay stretched across him with her back end between his legs and her head on his tummy. Mandy had curled up by his feet.
The little traitors had abandoned me.
Not that I could blame them. Cuddling with Aidan would make even the toughest woman melt. And my puppies weren't exactly struggling to resist his charms.
Unwilling to move my head from the hollow of his shoulder, I luxuriated in the feel of him pressed against me. I wasn't resisting him anymore either.
Aidan stirred.
I tried to roll onto my back, away from him.
His arm pinned me in place, and when I pushed against it, he tugged me into his hard body in a firmer hold.
"Morning," he murmured in a sleepy voice.
"Good morning." Having never woken up nude with a man — or anyone — before, I endured a twinge of embarrassment and uncertainty. The discomfort spurred me to say the dumbest thing. "How are you?"
He chuckled. "In rude health. And you?"
Mocking me, he was. But with affection.
I nudged him with my elbow. "Being held prisoner by a presumptuous Scotsman."
"Hm." Aidan clamped both arms around me. "Never had a captive woman before. It has interesting possibilities."
The movement had roused Misty, who gave a loud, high-pitched yawn and rolled onto her belly, her front paws on Aidan's chest. Her tail thumped on the bed, which awakened her sister. Mandy sat up and wagged her tail. Aidan held onto me as both puppies sprang up and hopped around on the bed making excited little growling and snuffing noises, storming over me and Aidan to slaver all over any exposed body part they could reach.
I squealed when Misty jammed her wet doggie nose into my ear and Mandy laid a sloppy kiss smack on my lips. Spluttering, I tried to push the puppies away.
Aidan surged out of bed and hooked an arm around first one puppy, then the other. With one under each arm, he marched out of the room. I heard the dog door flap-flap-flap. A moment later, as I swung my legs over the bed's edge, Aidan strode back into the room and shut the door.
His erection waved in front of his belly.
The memory of last night, of his body covering mine and his swollen shaft buried deep inside me, had me growing more aroused by the second.
Instead of pouncing on me for another bout of ravishing sex, he strolled to where his clothes lay heaped on the floor and picked up his jeans.
"Hey!" I complained. "You can't get dressed yet."
Fighting to repress a smile, he paused with the jeans dangling from his hand. "Can't I?"
"No." I crossed my arms over my breasts, my own skin raking across my hardening nipples. But I had feigned indignation to uphold. "I was expecting a night of hot, sweaty sex."
He swung the jeans from one strong finger. "We had hot, sweaty sex."
"Only once. You were supposed to have your way with me all night like a proper, wicked sex fiend. I got cheated."
Aidan tossed the jeans aside and lunged to his knees before me, one large hand on each of my knees. With a look of mock shame, he said, "Please forgive me, my darling Calli. How could I have been so remiss in my seducer duties?"
I couldn't help it. Laughter bubbled out of me and I let my arms fall, my hands coming to rest on my thighs. "All joking aside, I was hoping for more than once."
"Didn't want to hurt you." The humor vacated his face and he studied me with real concern. "This was your first time. Are you sore?"
"I'm fine."
He gave me a dubious look. "I, ah… took you rather hard."
"Think I'm lying?"
"No…"
I clasped one of his hands in each of mine and guided them up the insides of my thighs. "Why don't you test me?"
Spreading my legs, I moved his hands to my hips and scooted forward until my behind rested on the edge of the bed. Might as well have worn a flashing neon sign that said, "Do me now, you big, stubborn Scot."
Aidan's gaze dropped to my sex. He sucked in a breath through his nostrils. His eyes drifted partway closed, his lips forming a smile of pure pleasure.
"Bod an Donais," he hissed, nailing his gaze to mine. "You smell like sin and I want to feast on you."
"Go right ahead."
His focus wandered back down to the hairs between my legs and the slick flesh beneath. His tongue poked out between his lips as his famished gaze devoured me. "Love to, but Lachlan's ringing me in half an hour to talk about Jamie."
"We have time," I said, doing my damnedest to sound sultry and irresistible. "Aidan, I need you inside me. Fucking me like a demon."
He stared at me, wide-eyed. Not shock, I could tell that much. More lustful, delighted surprise.
"Ahmno a demon," he said, as he rose up before me, his erection in my face. "But I can fuck ye like a man who hasnae had a woman in centuries. Will that do?"
"Yes-yes-yes."
He crawled onto the bed, moving behind me on all fours. Sliding his legs around me on either side, he nestled his groin against my behind and his hard cock against my back. When his hands lighted on my thighs, I leaned back into him. He planted his feet on the floor and eased one hand between my thighs. The second his fingers delved between my wet folds, I moaned.
"Thought you wanted to feast on me," I said, as my head lolled against his shoulder.
"Another time." He petted my folds, his touch delicate and maddeningly arousing. "Do ye trust me?"
"Completely." And I did, bizarre as it sounded given how short a time we'd known each other. Maybe I should've worried about what that implied about my feelings toward him, but his touch stripped away all my capacity for thought.
His fingers toyed with my flesh, sliding around my outer folds and into the inner lips of my sex. He stroked slowly up and down, denying me the bliss of his fingers on my clit, where I needed him the most. He sank one finger inside me, then another, pushing them as deep as possible. The heel of his hand covered my mound but he wriggled it until his rough, bare palm pressed into my clitoris.
"Aidan," I moaned.
"Shh," he whispered into my ear. "Let me take care of everything."
In the most merciless, languid motions, he rubbed his hand into my hardened nub while his fingers withdrew and plunged inside again and again. I grasped his thighs, writhing mindlessly against him, rolling my hips into his palm and his thrusting fingers. The climax swept over me in sweet, lazy waves, scorching and overwhelming but with an underlying tenderness. I whimpered with each pulse of delicious pleasure, still thrusting against his palm even when he slid his fingers out.
Aidan leaned around me to retrieve a condom from the drawer. He pulled away from my backside a little and I heard the ripping of foil. A few seconds later, he grasped my hips and hoisted me up and onto his lap, impaling me on his shaft.
"Oh," I gasped, surprised by the sudden fullness of his cock buried to the hilt.
He barred one arm over my belly and pitched backward, supported on his other arm. Before I could question his plans, he started thrusting in easy strokes that escalated into a pounding rhythm as he punched into me, inflaming every nerve inside my sex, inside my entire body. My nipples ached, harder than they'd ever been before, and I sensed an orgasm building with fiery intensity. He pounded with so much force my ass bounced up off his cock, and when I slammed back down, his balls slapped into my ass. Each punishing thrust set off another round of wet slapping as our bodies converged, separated, converged again. Our fevered cries echoed around us and the musky scent of sex engulfed us.
I came with an erratic scream, my body still bouncing up and down his cock.
Aidan thrust once more, letting out a hoarse bellow as his own release overtook him. Then he fell backward onto the bed, taking me with him, his softening shaft wedged inside me.
The sound of puppies barking at last penetrated the fog of our sexual fervor.
"Better see what's going on out there," I said between heaving breaths as I climbed off Aidan.
He groaned, sprawled on the bed.
I grinned at him. "That's okay, you stay there."
"Thanks." He gave me lopsided smile. "Still feeling cheated?"
"Not in the least."