Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 102424 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 512(@200wpm)___ 410(@250wpm)___ 341(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102424 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 512(@200wpm)___ 410(@250wpm)___ 341(@300wpm)
She never expected Arran to rise out of bed and when he threw off the blankets, his long legs swinging off the bed to stand to his full height, his shoulders drawn back, his chest broad and his arousal obvious, she quickly took a step back—but not fast enough.
His arm snagged her around her waist and drew her up against him. “And I don’t know how to please or what pleasures you—yet. We will learn together what pleases and pleasures us both, and enjoy the lessons along the way.”
His lips caught hers in a kiss before she could respond. It wasn’t a gentle kiss nor was it demanding. It was one that tempted and urged her to join in the pleasure, and she did. His hand found its way down along her backside and he gave one cheek a tight squeeze as he pushed her tighter against him.
She gasped in his mouth when she felt his shaft press against her. It had grown considerably in such a short time.
His mouth left hers briefly. “I am eager to slip inside you and make you mine.”
Again he kissed her before she could respond, but words weren’t necessary. Her response came instinctively and it surprised her. She slipped her hand down in between their bodies to take hold of his shaft and caress it.
Not only her actions but her bold words shocked her as well when she pulled her mouth away from his to say, “I can’t wait to feel you inside me.”
Arran groaned and worried he’d climax, like a young lad who had yet to learn how to control his passion, before he could get inside her.
He rested his brow to hers. “I love that you touch me, but I need you to stop, get naked, and get in bed with me. NOW!”
She smiled, pleased at his reaction to her touch and her own, realizing that she quite enjoyed touching him.
His hands were at her garments before hers were and both their hands were brought to an abrupt halt when a knock sounded at the door.
“I’m going to kill who’s ever there,” he whispered.
“I’ll help you,” Purity said and once again thought she caught the slight lift at the corners of his mouth.
“An urgent message from the Clan Macara awaits downstairs,” a servant called out and footfalls could be heard retreating.
Arran stepped away from Purity letting loose with words in a language she didn’t understand, though had an idea as to what they meant.
“We can be hasty about it,” she offered out of her own need, her body aching for satisfaction.
“There will be no haste in our first time together,” he snapped, grabbing his garments to slip on. He had given the idea a quick thought himself, but had dismissed it equally as fast, since a quick coupling was not how his wife’s first time should be.
“What of this ache that torments me?” she asked, annoyed.
He cocked his head, his brow scrunching. “Is that blame I hear directed at me?”
The words left her lips before she could stop them. “You are my husband. It is your duty to see to my needs, especially when you caused them.”
Arran tucked his plaid at his waist tight, a scowl surfacing on his face. “I will not take your virginity with a quick poke.”
Purity went to argue and found herself being scooped up and dropped on the bed, her husband coming down beside her and his hand quickly finding its way under her garments. She gasped when his fingers found their way inside her.
“Good and wet, you truly are aching,” he said and his lips settled over hers, robbing her of her response.
When his thumb found her intimate spot, she tore her mouth away from his and let loose with a groan.
Arran wouldn’t allow himself to think of anything but bringing her to pleasure and as quickly as possible before he lost his resolve. Seeing her respond so quickly and easily stirred his own passion, but now was not the time to let it loose. He would wait even if it killed him and he feared it just might.
Purity grabbed his arm, his name falling in desperation from her lips, “Arran.”
“Let go, wife, I’ve got you,” he whispered and moved his fingers in a way that he knew would bring her to climax.
Purity’s eyes went wide and her mouth fell open, calling out Arran’s name as she felt the most exquisite sensation explode within her and ripple over every part of her until it ended with a shudder that faded with the most pleasurable delight.
“That was wonderful,” she said on a heavy sigh after her senses finally returned to her.
Arran brought his lips to hers. “That was nothing compared to what you’ll feel when I’m inside you.” He kissed her quick and was off her.
Purity leaned up on her elbows. “Tonight. We can do that tonight, right?”