Entrusted to a Highlander (Highland Promise Trilogy 2)

“I look forward to it.” Abbott Thomas went to stand, cringing at the soreness in his shoulder.

“Let me help you, Da,” Purity said, never having called Galvin, Da, only Father, but somehow calling Abbott Thomas Da sounded and felt right.

Arran assisted Abbott Thomas to his room and Purity made sure he was settled comfortably for the night. Only then was he sure his wife would be comfortable when they settled in their bed.

It didn’t take long once they were in their bedchamber to strip and hurry into bed.

Arran wrapped himself around her naked body, loving the warmth and softness of her and the way she snuggled against him as if she couldn’t get close enough to him. He toyed with her breast, enjoying the feel and thickness of it in his hand.

He nibbled along her ear, then whispered, “When did you plan on telling me that our bairn nestles inside you?”

She turned with a flourish to face him, a look of surprise on her face. “How did you know?”

“Your breasts are heavier in my hand and you shy away from food in the morning, looking pale, and you’ve not had your monthly bleed.” He kissed her quick. “Don’t be surprised. We make love almost every day. It would be easy for me to know such things.”

She kissed him gently. “And would you continue to make love to me with the same vigor after learning I was with child?”

“Is that why you haven’t told me? You worry I won’t make love to you while you’re with child?” he asked, not able to hide the surprise in his voice.

She poked him in the chest. “That’s not what I said, husband.”

He scrunched his brow until he realized what she meant, and he chuckled. “You think I would be too gentle with you?”

She slipped her hand down between their bodies to take hold of his shaft, already thick with desire. “I like when you thrust deep and hard inside me. It feels as if we join as one, that nothing can separate us.”

“Nothing. No one. Can ever separate us.” He kissed her as if sealing his words with a promise. He smiled when the kiss ended. “Now it’s time we get serious in claiming victory over my brother and his wife when it comes to who has the most bairns. Maybe, just maybe we can make two bairns instead of one.”

Purity chuckled. “What are you waiting for?”

Arran laughed and rolled her on her back. “I do love you, wife.”

“I thought I’d only ever hear those words from you in a dream,” she confessed.

He brought his lips near her ear. “I will whisper I love you to you every night before you sleep so that my words follow you into your dreams and I will repeat them when you wake so that you forever know how real my love is for you.”

“I never knew such happiness could exist… until you.”

“You mean until I finally stopped being a fool and realized the woman who was always meant for me was right in front of me.” He kissed her softly, though not for long and her moans soon filled the quiet of the night.

There was no one to pay heed to the sneaky cat that approached the bed, cautious, silent steps he took, positioning himself and waiting for that perfect moment to… POUNCE!

“I’M GOING TO KILL YOU, KING!” Arran yelled.

And if a cat could laugh, King’s laughter would be heard echoing through the keep as he made his way under the bed to sit and lick his claws!

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