Page 32 of Taken by the Highland Villain (Breaking the Highland Rules #2)
His muscles ached, and the injuries he’d sustained during the fight stung, light as they were, but Jude was more than willing to follow Valerie as she took his hand and led him further into the castle.
A part of him wondered what her sisters and Laird MacKane were thinking and saying, but he couldn’t bring himself to care.
He was still surprised when Valerie led him to a bedroom and closed the door behind them.
His eyes darted around, seeing little personal touches that indicated whose room it was.
“Valerie…”
That was all he could say before she spun around and flung herself into his arms. Jude staggered, then wrapped her in an embrace as she stretched up to claim his lips in another kiss.
Her eyes were sparkling with joy. “Ye came.”
“I came.” Jude nodded.
“And ye meant what ye said?”
“Every word.”
A part of him was still twisting in fear, but he’d had the entirety of the wild ride across the moors to consider the matter.
A year was long enough to linger in fear and doubt, unable to risk his heart or even face the world. It was long enough—beyond long enough—to hide in his castle and play the wounded recluse. And Valerie was…
Valerie was strong. Watching the way she’d freed herself from Nathan’s grasp had only confirmed the conclusion he’d come to while riding across the moors.
She’s strong. She doesnae need me to protect her. Nae the way I’m so afraid of her needing me. Valerie is strong enough to stand beside me, and I care enough for her that I can find the strength to stand beside her as well.
“I said what I meant, Valerie. I’m here, and I’m yers—all of me—if ye will have me.”
The way she kissed him left no doubt as to her response.
The next few minutes were a blur of kissing, hands undoing laces as shirts, kilts, trews, and finally Valerie’s dress and chemise were loosened or tossed aside.
Valerie pulled back, her eyes searching his face. “Ye’ve offered yerself to me… Will ye claim me as well?”
Jude reached up to cup her cheek, a smile on his face. “Aye, if that’s what ye want.”
“It is what I want.” Valerie pulled him closer, her body molding to his.
The two of them stumbled and staggered to the bed, then tumbled into the soft mattress amid the pillows. For several moments, they tangled together, kissing, caressing, and murmuring to each other until both of them were breathless.
Finally, Jude rolled them both to the center of the bed, his body blanketing hers as he cupped her jaw.
She stilled, and he smiled. “Ye’re so beautiful… I want to take my time with ye.” He bent to kiss along the line of her jaw before whispering in her ear, “Will ye let me pleasure ye? Enjoy ye?”
“Aye.” Her voice was as breathless as his own. “Please…”
Jude kissed her again, then slid his hands down her face, her throat, her shoulders, and her arms as he kissed his way down her throat, then her collarbone, before shifting downward and dipping his head to take her right breast into his mouth.
Valerie gasped, arching into him, her soft thighs pressing and rubbing against his erection.
Jude grunted but focused his attention on her. He suckled gently until she was whimpering and squirming against him, before lightly nipping her sensitive nipple and laving it with his tongue.
He switched his attention to her left breast until she was breathless and writhing and his control was perilously close to snapping, then slid lower, kissing his way down to her core.
He trailed his lips over her quivering belly, memorizing every move and sound she made, what spots made her gasp and quiver, and which made her squirm.
He reached her navel and swirled his tongue around it, reveling in the way she arched against his mouth and cried out, her legs parting for him as though begging for his attention.
Jude slid lower until he could press his nose to her soft curls. “Ye’re so wet, so ready for me, so beautiful and intoxicating. It is… blinding. Brilliant. Ye entrance me, Valerie.”
He breathed deeply, drinking in the scent of her arousal, then slid his tongue between her folds, lapping up her juices.
Valerie gasped and shivered, her knees parting further. “Jude…”
He was tempted to tease her, but his erection was straining against the sheets beneath them, and his whole body was already burning and aching with need for her. He slid his tongue over her again, and she arched into his mouth.
His hands pulled her thighs wider, then glided up her body, caressing her, worshipping her, until his body was blanketing hers once again and his erection was pressed against her thigh, the tip just pressing against her entrance.
Valerie felt the press of his erection against her thighs, then at her entrance, and the sensation sent sparks of desire and need through her.
Butterflies fluttered in her stomach, her whole body crying out for more of his touch.
The heat of his body blanketed hers, and it only added to the heat in her blood.
Jude kissed her again, and she gasped as she felt the tip of his erection press through the outer lips of her sex and into her inner folds. The heat and pressure were unlike anything she’d ever felt before. Not even the feel of his fingers and his tongue could compare.
Slowly, Jude slid inside her, inch by inch, pressing deeper into her.
Valerie shivered, breathless at the feel of his manhood inside her, stretching and filling her.
It burned, but in the most pleasurable sense.
Every shift of his weight sent waves of heat and pleasure through her, an intoxicating blend of sensation that was driving her nearly mindless.
Jude paused, and Valerie felt the pressure inside her. Then, he kissed her again, tenderly but thoroughly, one hand teasing her nipples as his hips thrust forward. There was a dull sting, followed by a wave of pleasure so intense that it wiped the pain away.
Jude continued to press forward until he was fully sheathed inside her, his hips flush against hers and his bollocks against her buttocks. Valerie stared up into his eyes, breathless at the feel of him inside her, stretching and filling her in ways she’d never imagined.
The pressure built, then settled, leaving her feeling restless. She shifted, writhing on his shaft with a whimper. “Please… I need more.”
Jude smiled. “That’s all I was waiting for ye to say.”
He shifted above her, pulling back, withdrawing, and leaving her feeling empty for a brief moment before he thrust deep inside her once again. Then again and again, setting up a steady rhythm that sent waves of pleasure through her with each thrust.
Heat and pleasure—she was surrounded by the heat of his body, filled with the pressure of his shaft pumping into her tight channel.
Every movement, every thrust, took her higher and higher, sending her spiraling upward on a growing wave of sensation so intense that she felt she might burst into flames or come apart from the sheer force of it, the sheer joy of it.
Higher, then higher still. She’d thought Jude giving her pleasure with his hands and his mouth was intoxicating, but this… it was like comparing weak beer to the finest whiskey. She was drunk on pleasure, burning in the most pleasant and wonderful sense.
Then, Jude’s pace changed, stuttered a little. He grunted, then kissed her again, his hand teasing her nipple, rolling the sensitive flesh before pinching it lightly.
The spark of pleasure-pain crashed into her core and ignited the inferno of pleasure and heat inside her.
Valerie cried out, her back arching as a wave of pleasure and heat swept over her and carried her away.
Her channel clamped on Jude’s member as her release caught her up and bathed her vision in white heat.
Jude gasped. His body stiffened, and he buried himself to the hilt inside her.
Valerie shuddered, another wave of pleasure washing over her as she felt his release spill inside her.
She felt Jude twist and wrap her in his arms as they rocked together in shared pleasure.
Then, a final shock of heat and sensation picked her up and carried her away into a blissful daze.
Her last thought was one of unbridled, all-encompassing joy.
Jude… he came for me. And now, at long last, we truly belong to each other.
“I love ye,” she whispered.
“I love ye too.”