Page 53 of My Scarred Laird

He growled, “Ye doona make it easy on a man ta get anything done when ye look like ye do. Freshly fooked and spilling my seed down yer legs.”

He lifted her skirt, and used his giant hand to wipe her legs clean of his seed, then rubbed it in the hay.

“There.”

She gasped, “Callum!”

He kissed her thigh gently, “I will take ye ta yer chambers so ye can get clean. But it willna matter, as I will just get ye dirty again later.”

“Ye promised me a bath tonight. I think I have earned it.”

He smirked, “Ye certainly have. And so ye shall have one. Donna worry, ye will be clean.”

She smiled up at him, kissing him and then walked out of the stables, with him following right behind, grabbing his discarded tunic and getting ready to pull it over his head.

She could see the teeth marks from her bite on his shoulder and was glad he was covering them up.

He looked over at them before he smoothed his shirt in place. “Some vixen wanted ta mark me.”

She lifted an eyebrow, “Damn straight. Ye are all mine.”

His eyes filled with heat, “Tha’ sounds so good falling from yer lips.”

She nodded, “I will say it every single day if ye wish.”

He kissed her, “Come. I need ta check with Fraser and see if he has made any progress.”

She nodded, “I would like ta go ta the village if tha’s all right? I wish ta see if anyone needs my help.”

He nodded, “I will have someone accompany ye. I apologize it canna be me.”

She shook her head, “Ye canna be everywhere at once.”

He smiled, and when they walked in the keep, he gestured to one of the men helping Fraser with the letters.

“I need yer help.”

The man rushed over, and Callum said, “The lady wishes ta go ta the village and see if there is someone who needs her expertise.”

She smiled and the man nodded, “I will grab my things and meet ye back here.”

The man nodded again, “I will wait here my lady.”

She hurried to her room, rushing to clean Callum’s seed from her legs again and then grabbing her small chest of medicants.

A note fluttered from it, and she picked it up, reading what it said.

Ye need ta stay far from the Laird if ye ken what is good for ye.

She folded the note up,sticking it in the box of her medicants, annoyed at the person who thought they could keep trying to scare her away from Callum.

She wasn’t going anywhere.

* * *

Spendingthe day in the village with the people was something else.

The people were either welcoming to her, or they weren’t. Some of the people wouldn’t even speak to her.