Highlander's Reckoning (The Sinclair Brothers #3) by Emma Prince Page B
Authors: Emma Prince
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Then he collapsed on top of her, even more
spent than she was.
Several moments passed where the only thing they
could do was try to catch their breath. But eventually, he rolled onto his back
next to her.
“I see what you mean now about lovemaking involving
pleasure,” she said breathily, casting him a sideways glance.
To her surprise, he chuckled. His normally serious
face transformed in the firelight, and he looked much less fearsome.
“Aye, when it’s done right.”
That sparked her curiosity. “Are there other ways of
doing it?”
He turned fully toward her and pinned her with a
heated look.
“Aye, there are. We’ll have to do some exploring
later. But you need your rest. You might be a bit sore.” He sobered suddenly.
“I’m…I’m sorry I doubted you, Rona. I’m sorry I questioned your honor.”
His apology, awkward and halting as it was, struck
her like an arrow in the heart. “Thank you,” she whispered.
But then she blushed and averted her eyes. “But you
had reason to doubt me. I gave you reason.”
He frowned and opened his mouth, and Rona was sure
that he would ask her again about what she was keeping from him. But then he
stopped himself and sighed. Finally, he spoke.
“I suppose that’s the rub when it comes to trust,”
he said quietly.
She lay silently next to him, contemplating his
words. She wanted him to trust her, but she didn’t want to risk telling him her
secret. He wanted her to tell him the truth, but he couldn’t force it out of
her.
Even these troubled thoughts couldn’t keep sleep at
bay for long, though. She drifted into oblivion as Daniel pulled her into his
arms.
Chapter 12
Rona woke just before dawn. She was disoriented at
first, but then slowly the memories of her fight with Daniel, their lovemaking,
and a night of sleep in his embrace filtered back to her. Despite her fatigue,
she had slept fitfully, chewing on her thoughts like a bitter cud all night.
She had to tell him the truth. Mairi was right—if
she could share a bed with him, then she’d better be able to share more than that.
If their marriage was ever going to be a happy one, she had to take a leap of
faith.
But the secret she kept wasn’t just hers. It was
also Ian and Mairi’s—and they would pay the higher cost. She had to speak with
them before she told Daniel about their falcons.
Even in just the two weeks she’d known him, she
sensed intuitively that he was fair and just. But he also placed a high value
on respect and loyalty. Would he see their practice of falconry as a dangerous
act of rebellion against their King? Would he see her as disloyal or even
traitorous?
The risk was great, but she couldn’t continue lying
and hiding things from him. She just hoped that Mairi and Ian would give her
their blessing to reveal their secret to Daniel.
She disentangled herself from Daniel and rose from
the bed slowly. As she gathered her discarded clothes, she cast a glance at his
sleeping form. She sent up a prayer that he would understand, then silently
slipped out of his chamber.
Daniel remained motionless as Rona moved quietly around
the chamber. He counted to ten after she closed the door behind her and then
sat up.
Could the lass be shy even after the incredible
night they had shared? Perhaps she just wanted to go to her chamber to freshen
up. He tossed the coverlet back and decided to do the same.
He found his discarded kilt and belt and slowly went
about the task of repleating and buckling the plaid. He let his mind roam over
the events of last night. Christ, he’d never had such a powerful connection
with a lass before. Her body, her little noises of pleasure, her responsiveness
to his touch—she drove him half-mad with desire.
To watch her come under his touch had almost been
his undoing. But then when he had entered her and she’d been so tight and
wet—he still couldn’t believe he’d held on long enough to bring her to another
pleasurable release again before he’d
spent than she was.
Several moments passed where the only thing they
could do was try to catch their breath. But eventually, he rolled onto his back
next to her.
“I see what you mean now about lovemaking involving
pleasure,” she said breathily, casting him a sideways glance.
To her surprise, he chuckled. His normally serious
face transformed in the firelight, and he looked much less fearsome.
“Aye, when it’s done right.”
That sparked her curiosity. “Are there other ways of
doing it?”
He turned fully toward her and pinned her with a
heated look.
“Aye, there are. We’ll have to do some exploring
later. But you need your rest. You might be a bit sore.” He sobered suddenly.
“I’m…I’m sorry I doubted you, Rona. I’m sorry I questioned your honor.”
His apology, awkward and halting as it was, struck
her like an arrow in the heart. “Thank you,” she whispered.
But then she blushed and averted her eyes. “But you
had reason to doubt me. I gave you reason.”
He frowned and opened his mouth, and Rona was sure
that he would ask her again about what she was keeping from him. But then he
stopped himself and sighed. Finally, he spoke.
“I suppose that’s the rub when it comes to trust,”
he said quietly.
She lay silently next to him, contemplating his
words. She wanted him to trust her, but she didn’t want to risk telling him her
secret. He wanted her to tell him the truth, but he couldn’t force it out of
her.
Even these troubled thoughts couldn’t keep sleep at
bay for long, though. She drifted into oblivion as Daniel pulled her into his
arms.
Chapter 12
Rona woke just before dawn. She was disoriented at
first, but then slowly the memories of her fight with Daniel, their lovemaking,
and a night of sleep in his embrace filtered back to her. Despite her fatigue,
she had slept fitfully, chewing on her thoughts like a bitter cud all night.
She had to tell him the truth. Mairi was right—if
she could share a bed with him, then she’d better be able to share more than that.
If their marriage was ever going to be a happy one, she had to take a leap of
faith.
But the secret she kept wasn’t just hers. It was
also Ian and Mairi’s—and they would pay the higher cost. She had to speak with
them before she told Daniel about their falcons.
Even in just the two weeks she’d known him, she
sensed intuitively that he was fair and just. But he also placed a high value
on respect and loyalty. Would he see their practice of falconry as a dangerous
act of rebellion against their King? Would he see her as disloyal or even
traitorous?
The risk was great, but she couldn’t continue lying
and hiding things from him. She just hoped that Mairi and Ian would give her
their blessing to reveal their secret to Daniel.
She disentangled herself from Daniel and rose from
the bed slowly. As she gathered her discarded clothes, she cast a glance at his
sleeping form. She sent up a prayer that he would understand, then silently
slipped out of his chamber.
Daniel remained motionless as Rona moved quietly around
the chamber. He counted to ten after she closed the door behind her and then
sat up.
Could the lass be shy even after the incredible
night they had shared? Perhaps she just wanted to go to her chamber to freshen
up. He tossed the coverlet back and decided to do the same.
He found his discarded kilt and belt and slowly went
about the task of repleating and buckling the plaid. He let his mind roam over
the events of last night. Christ, he’d never had such a powerful connection
with a lass before. Her body, her little noises of pleasure, her responsiveness
to his touch—she drove him half-mad with desire.
To watch her come under his touch had almost been
his undoing. But then when he had entered her and she’d been so tight and
wet—he still couldn’t believe he’d held on long enough to bring her to another
pleasurable release again before he’d
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