The Highlander’s Witch

“Missin home lass?” Skye jumped and turned to see Aiden standing close by. She looked at his hardened face, wondering how she could be so attracted when he was so primal and forbidding in appearance with all the hard angles and set mouth. Then he grinned and her heart leapt into her throat as heat spread throughout her body. She tried to swallow it down as her breath caught at the sight of a simple smile. Beautiful was all she could think as his creases appeared around those to-die-for blue eyes, every angle softened, but it was the slight dimple in each cheek that captured her attention before drawing her eyes to his mouth. “Or tis dreamin ye be doin?” She jerked her eyes up to his as she realized she’d been staring and licked her lips only to watch his smile disappear as he lowered his gaze to her mouth. Her heart flipped, she felt achy in all the wrong places at that darkened look. She jerked her face away and looked back out the window silently demanding her body to knock it off. “Which be it lass?” Came the low sensual question. Think Skye, what was the question? Oh yeah. “Miss home?” She shrugged and she gave it consideration, glad for the distraction. “It’s hard to explain really.” “Will ye try?” Came the soft request. Skye looked at the man before her and everything inside her cried out to tell him all, she wished he had magic so she could explain away how just his voice made her insides melt and longed to step inside the power of his embrace even after everything he had put her through. She looked out over the landscape holding back the desire to stare at him as well as to spill her life story. “My sister, Sarah, and I grew up with loving parents.” She took a steadying breath as she pushed aside the hurt of being left behind when they took their final vacation to celebrate their fifteenth anniversary and the plane had crashed, killing everyone. “When they died my aunt came to live with us. She was very much different from my parents; a loner.” She quickly looked at Aidan. “Don’t get me wrong; she loved us, brought laughter back into our home, but she was…” She searched for the word and then just shrugged and looked back through the window. “just different, eccentric I guess. Unless there was something to teach us Aunt Gladys kept to herself mostly and left Sarah and I to ourselves. So my sister and I did everything together, even though she was four years older than me we were inseparable.” She shook her head as the memories flooded her mind. “And then came Doug. My aunt swore he and I made the perfect couple.” She laughed, not seeing Aiden stiffen. “But it became very clear that we only made good friends and that it was he and Sarah who were really supposed to be together. Now they are married and expecting a baby.” She drifted off. “They have each other.” Letting the curtain go Skye crossed her arms and leaned a shoulder against the wall. “They have each other.” She shrugged through her agreement. Aiden watched the flames from a torch play over her features in the now darkened alcove, seeing the resolve in her features that still didn't cover the sadness. “You have to understand that I love them both and am so very happy for them because they are meant to be together.” When he came closer she swallowed and looked away, nervous at the way her stomach twisted and her breasts tingled. She hurried on, covering her emotions with chatter. “So, yes; I miss my family and I do, um, need to go home. Just -” She couldn’t think anymore, he was so close and the air became so warm. Aidan didn't understand the lure of the woman in front of him, but he trusted the instincts honed in a lifetime of battle. The need to have her, to place her before him naked so he could feast on her skin, make her a part of him gnawed at his gut even while sleeping. He woke up hard, his dreams filled with taking her hard, hearing her cries of passion as he rammed his staff into her wetness. Now it was her unspoken fear of not being wanted, alone, that drove him to shelter her, to wipe away the sadness in her eyes and heart. He drew near her like a hunter approaching his prey. He watched as her breath quickened causing her breasts to swell with each intake, her eyes darted everywhere as she pressed her back against the wall, but she didn't run and that made his cock harden in hunger. Skye didn't feel the coldness of the stones on her back; it was the heat that pooled between her thighs and spread up to her breasts that warmed her and when she cast a quick glance at him she found she couldn’t look away. He was a predator and she the prey and it excited her. This man who was so hard and tall that could move with such stealth and grace and a voice that made her yearn to reach out for him. She felt feminine when he was so close, her breasts heavy and needy for his touch. He placed a hand above her and her breath hitched as the smell of things earthy and primal invaded her lungs. He was going to kiss her and she knew she was going to let him. His head lowered so slow, too slow. All those years of craving to be touched centered on this man. She couldn’t wait; always thinking in the now she fisted her hands into his shirt pulling him to her as she moved to press her body to his. Ecstasy coursed through her veins in molten waves as his mouth captured hers, a hand large and sure reached around her waist and held her close as she willingly accepted his dominance, feeling the ache between her legs as her clit swelled in need she pressed against his firm thigh. She reveled in the control he had as his embrace heated her flesh, his mouth sliding from her lips to a neck she never knew was so sensitive. In the recess of her mind she knew this was different than any other attempt she’d experienced with someone else. Whereas before she enjoyed the touch of another and looked forward to finally having sex, this was a hunger for more, a need that took away any thought but the ones of his one hand at the small of her back and the other fisting her hair at the nape of her neck keeping her from moving away, something impossible to comprehend as she softly cried out when he gently bit at her neck, feeling the restraint to bite her harder made her rub her aching pelvis into the hard muscles of his thigh, seeking relief as his mouth slanted back up to her mouth and forced her to open for his tongue. Aiden felt his control slipping. The way she responded to his touch, submitting to his need to control, to take, and encouraging with her mews of pleasure and frustration for more made him want to push her, lift her skirt, and fuck her there against the wall. Instead he took a deep breath knowing now was not the time nor the place. Inhaling her light scent, and tilted her head up placing a soft kiss at each corner of her mouth he slowly eased away. His cock twitched at the glazed look in her eyes, the way her mouth was slightly opened to allow the needed air into her lungs and how they curved down when he broke from the embrace. He stood there forcing himself to remain apart from her but teasing himself by remaining close enough to feel her heat reaching out to him as he watched her eyes cleared, then her mouth closed and she swallowed. “Wow.”