A Promise in Midwinter by Alyssa Stark Page B

her.
    Lachlan smiled and
slid his finger back into her wet sheath.
    He gritted his
teeth.
    He played her
skillfully with his hand, driving his finger gently in and out of her wetness
as he toyed with the nub of her desire.
    Elizabeth could no
longer think so undone was she by the pleasure that Lachlan gave.  She panted
and thrashed beneath him.
    She wanted more.
    She needed
something more!
    Suddenly, Elizabeth felt the muscles deep within her begin to tremble.  It was the most delicious,
all consuming feeling.  She felt as though she was on the brink of something
and only needed but a small push from Lachlan.
    “Nay, lass,” he
warned.  “Not yet,” he said as he quickly withdrew his finger.
    “No!” Elizabeth protested.  Her breathing was ragged.
    Lachlan stood from
the bed and removed his kilt.
    Elizabeth’s eyes
widened in fear as they settled on Lachlan’s erection.
    “Do not fear me,
Beth,” Lachlan purred as he rejoined her on the bed and settled himself between
her thighs.  “Ye were made to fit me,” he reassured her.  “That feeling that
you just had,” he whispered as he trailed kisses over Elizabeth’s neck.  “When
you find out what that feeling yields, I want to be inside of you,” he
whispered, his voice overcome with carnal desire.
    Lachlan’s mouth
settled on Elizabeth’s nipple once more.  He suckled her, bringing her back to
the brink of ecstasy.  His cock ached with need to enter her, but he held
back.  He would make sure that Elizabeth was completely ready.
    Sliding his finger
down between their feverish bodies, Lachlan found the bead of Elizabeth’s
desire once more.  He circled the nub with his finger, teasing Elizabeth back to the edge of orgasm.  When he was certain that she was ready, he took his
cock in his hand and positioned it at the entrance of her sheath.
    He buried his face
in Elizabeth’s hair and drove into her powerfully, ripping through the barrier
that shielded her virginity.
    Elizabeth gasped
and dug her fingernails into his shoulders.  Pain reverberated through her
body, slicing through the pleasure and causing her eyes to fly open.  She felt
as though Lachlan had just torn her in half.  She could feel him inside of her,
filling her up so completely that the pain overwhelmed her.
    “Shh…love,” Lachlan said as he propped himself up on his elbows.  “The pain will last only for a
moment,” he assured her.
    Never before had Lachlan felt such a wonderful pleasure as being buried deep inside of his wife.  She was so
tight and so deliciously wet.  Elizabeth fit him perfectly as if she had been
made just for him.  He fought the instinct to move, to withdraw his cock and sink
deep inside her again.  But he could not, for from the way that Elizabeth’s body had tensed, he knew that he was hurting her.
    He hated himself
for hurting her.
    Tears spilled
silently down Elizabeth’s cheeks.
    Lachlan kissed
them away.  He placed soft kisses on her eyebrows and her eyelids, wishing to
the depths of his soul that he could take her pain away.
    “Shh…sweetheart. 
‘Twill feel better in a moment,” he promised.
    “Kiss me,” Elizabeth said, her voice shaky.
    Lachlan obliged
her and kissed her with aching sweetness.  His kiss told Elizabeth how sorry he
was that he had hurt her.  Lachlan guided her legs apart further, causing Elizabeth to wince as he sunk deeper inside of her.  Lachlan was too big.  He stretched
her to the point that she felt like she was tearing apart.
    Lachlan threaded
his fingers through her hair and kissed her tenderly.  Feeling his mouth upon
hers, the spicy and warm taste of his mouth lessened the pain.  Elizabeth felt the fire growing within her again.  Lachlan’s kiss kindled that fire.  His
hand cupped her breast and his thumb grazed over her erect nipple, sending a
ripple of pleasure down Elizabeth’s spine.  Lachlan nibbled at her lower lip
and a delicious surge of ecstasy replaced the sharp pain of his