Page 50 of Highlander's Caged Rose

Niall was in heaven as he plunged his hands into the golden mass of Moira’s hair and groaned in sheer bliss. He had been with women before, but none of them had ever made him feel like this. The difference was that he had never been in love before, and now he was, wildly and passionately so.

“I want to be inside you,” he said huskily as he leaned down to kiss her. He shifted Moira into a better position on the bed then lay beside her. After another heated kiss, he said, “No more sweet words, Moira. No more talking.”

He rolled onto her and thrust into her so forcefully that they both cried out, then they began to take each other to a piece of heaven where no one else existed but the two of them.

Niall felt Moira’s flesh wrapping around him in a warm embrace that tightened with every stroke he made, and he climbed towards his orgasm with what seemed like lightning speed. He tried to hold back because he dreaded the moment when he would have to break their connection and become two separate people again. Currently, when they were one, he felt a love for Moira that was almost painful in its intensity. It drove him on, faster and harder, until he erupted inside her.

With Niall’s first plunge inside her, Moira realised that this encounter was going to be far different to anything she had experienced with him before. There was a determined passion about him that was fiercer than he had ever shown her thus far, and it made her own need for him even stronger. Her whole body was tingling and throbbing with delight, from her lips to her breasts to that special place to which Niall was giving so much pleasure.

Moira clung to him tightly for purchase, feeling that she might fly away if she let go of him, then she felt herself rising, climbing to that peak that seemed inaccessible. Yet, the more she strove to reach it, the fiercer the pleasure became until at last she exploded into rapture, she felt Niall’s hard body stiffen against her, then heard him crying out her name as his climax hit him.

They held on to each other as they descended back to earth, and lay silent in the afterglow, all their passion sated. Now therewas nothing but an aura of love and peace that settled over them like a warm, soft blanket.

“Now you really are Lady McPhee,” Niall told her, with a soft smile on his face.

“Yes, and yours forever,” Moira whispered lovingly, before kissing him again.