Highland Hearts – A Cree & Dawn Read Online Donna Fletcher

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Erotic, Historical Fiction, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 42873 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 214(@200wpm)___ 171(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
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“A glass of wine,” Cree said, keeping his back turned to his wife to delay the argument that he was sure to come and after filling two tankards, he felt a light tap on his shoulder. He winced having to face his wife, then squared his shoulders and put a commanding look on his face before turning to face her.

His jaw nearly dropped open to find her standing naked behind him and his shaft responded before he could.

Dawn’s arms went around her husband’s neck and her lips went to rest on his in a kiss that was anything but gentle.

Cree responded in kind, his hands going to cup and squeeze her bare backside as he tucked her against him. When his garments blocked the feel of her soft skin, he hastily ended the kiss and began stripping off his garments.

Dawn walked to their bed and stretched out on it, her arms going high above her head in a lazy stretch and spreading her legs wide slowly.

Cree rid himself of his garments, tossing them aside as he walked slowly to the bed, enjoying the enticing view of his wife’s naked body and how she invited him with each languid stretch of her arms and spread of her legs.

He dropped down over his wife balancing himself on his hands to either side of her head. “I know you, wife, and this better not be a ruse to tempt me and deny me unless I remain home and let Gerald deliver my response.”

Dawn placed a gentle hand on his cheek and mouthed. Miss you inside me.

“Damn,” he muttered, feeling repentant for accusing her.

Dawn shifted beneath him eager for him to slip inside her.

“I should not have accused you of that, wife,” he said, his way of apologizing since it was something he rarely did.

She smiled softly and mouthed distinctly so he understood every word, make it up to me.

He kissed her gently then said, “With pleasure.”

There was no time for teasing and tempting. He was rock hard, and she was wet and ready. They both needed this, needed to join, needed to love, needed to become one as they always did when they made love.

He slipped into her slow and with ease, but she would have none of it. She wrapped her legs around him, drawing him tighter against her.

He groaned and met her eyes with his. “Your need is that great?”

She nodded and raised her hips to draw him as deep inside her as she could.

“Hold on,” he urged and turned his slow thrusts into forceful ones.

Dawn’s head tilted back on the pillow and Cree could hear her cries of pleasure in his head and felt it with the way her finger tapped repeatedly against his arm since one tap meant aye and two nay. She was letting him know how much pleasure he was bringing her, and his own passion soared out of control.

They often had explosive climaxes, but now after having felt a distance between them in the last few days it was as if they were reuniting after having been parted for far too long. It built hard and fast inside him, his need for her, and it would not be long before he erupted in pleasure, and he intended to make sure he took her with him.

Dawn met his mighty rhythm with a strength of her own. She wanted to feel all of him, take him deep, feel him explode inside her. She squeezed her eyes shut as she gripped his arms tighter. She wanted it to last but she was too near the edge, and she wanted to throw herself off into the oblivion of pleasure she knew awaited her.

“We go together, Dawn,” Cree ordered, and her eyes sprang open, and she nodded her head.

“Hold tight,” he demanded, and it took barely three thrusts for them to topple completely over the edge into endless pleasure.

Cree let out such a powerful roar that it had to have echoed throughout the keep.

Her own scream of pleasure echoed like a tolling bell in her head, her release rolling through her endlessly and her grip tight on her husband as they shared it together.

Drained from his potent climax Cree collapsed on his wife and her arms slipped around him to hug him tight. She often did that, not wanting him to slip out of her too soon afterwards, but she could manage his weight for only so long. And he was aware of how long that was and rolled off her, never failing to take her with him and rest her against his side, his arm snug around her.

After breaths were regained and bodies relaxed, Dawn raised her head to look at him and smiled.

“Satisfied, wife?” he asked with a playful grin.

Her smile turned to a wide grin as she nodded vigorously, then tapped his chest and shrugged.


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