“I’d love that, Cian, love to have a home no matter where we’re at.” She pulled back and tipped her head so she could look in my eyes. “I want it all, Cian… with you. The house with the white picket fence, or in this case, lots of land so you can run and I can watch my big, strong Lycan enjoy the freedom of life.”
I couldn't help the grin that spread across my face. “Ye make me unbelievably happy, lass. Ye fill those dark spots, cause my heart to beat and my lungs tae fill with air.” I rested my forehead against hers and whispered, “I live for ye.” I closed my eyes and breathed her in, that sweet, floral scent that had every part of me relaxing in contentment. “We can fill this house with all the things ye love—”
“We can fill this house and one in Scotland with our happily ever after.”
I pulled back and stared into her eyes, knowing I surely had a look of wonder in mine and splattered across my face.
“Aye.” I smoothed my thumbs under her eyes, her skin silky-smooth. “I’m going tae give ye the greatest happily ever after, lass.” Her smile was as bright as the sun, and I leaned in and captured it against my lips, taking that wholesome, good energy into me.
“I love you,” she whispered, and I groaned, instantly lifting her up, resting her pert bottom on the banister, and deepening the kiss. She giggled against my lips, then moaned when I ground my hard dick against the softness between her thighs.
“I love ye, lass.” And then I showed her with my body, my touches, and my words, that truer words had never been spoken before.
The End.