“Have you had a vision?”
He leaned back and shook his head. “Stop thinking, Rennie, and just feel.”
She opened her mouth to reply when his finger slid between her bare breasts and didn’t stop until he reached her navel. Everywhere he touched, her body burned, eager for more.
“Stop thinking,” he ordered. “You’ll make me believe I’m no’ doing a good enough job.”
Rennie grabbed hold of him to keep steady when he circled her nipples leisurely until her breasts swelled and her nipples peaked.
He took her mouth in another bold kiss as he gently lowered her to the bed. Rennie sucked in a ragged breath when his weight settled atop her.
Flesh to flesh, body to body, their hands and mouths explored and learned. Time melted away until it was only the two of them. Rennie could think of nothing else, could feel nothing else but Dale.
His touch left her panting, his kisses made her weak with need. He knew just where to touch to make her moan, just how to stroke to bring her higher and higher.
She clutched the covers when his fingers delved into the curls between her legs. He teased her mercilessly until he slid his fingers inside her. Rennie cried out from the wonderful feeling, even as he began to move his fingers in and out of her.
When his thumb circled her clitoris, she felt herself tightening as her body reached for the climax. Rennie wanted to hold back, to enjoy it more, but Dale wouldn’t allow it.
He continued his assault, pushing her closer and closer to the edge until she shattered.
Dale watched as the orgasm took her. With his name on her lips and her skin flushed, she was all he could ever want. And he wasn’t nearly done with her.
He shifted until he was kneeling beside the bed between her legs. Then he leaned in to lick her. Her body jerked even as she moaned in pleasure. He loved the taste of her and continued to lick and lave until she was writhing on the bed.
Only then did he rise up and kneel one leg on the bed. Her green eyes met his, and the unabashed need, the blatant desire he saw was his undoing.
Dale leaned over her, the head of his cock grazing her. She opened her legs wider and urged him to her. He was powerless to resist. And with one thrust, he entered her.
Their bodies began to move slowly at first, the tempo building with their need. Just as he had known, once he was inside her, he felt … complete.
Her fingers dug into his back as she met him thrust for thrust. Their gazes clashed, held and something shifted between them, deepened … heightened.
Dale clutched the blanket as her magic swelled from her, encompassing both of them and intensifying his already out-of-control passion.
“More,” she said as she wrapped her long legs around him.
He groaned and grabbed her hips and adjusted her so that he sank deeper into her. Her walls were hot and slick, gripping him tightly.
Even as he fought to hold back his own orgasm, her body was too much to resist. With their skin slick and their breaths coming hard, he thrust harder, deeper with each shift of his hips.
“Dale,” she cried as her body clamped down on his cock with her second orgasm.
That’s all it took to send him tipping into his own climax. With one last plunge, he gave in to the pleasure as his seed filled her.
Like a cocoon, peace and contentment found him as he settled in the arms of a Druid who was as beautiful as she was powerful.
Chapter Five
December 20th
Dale woke from a night of strange dreams that flitted through his mind as swiftly as the wind, and just like the wind, he wasn’t able to catch a single memory of any of the dreams.
He turned his head on the pillow to see Rennie curled on her side with her back to him. They had fallen asleep in each other’s arms, and though Dale didn’t consider himself a cuddler, he discovered he wanted to hold her.
The bed squeaked as he turned on his side and molded his body to hers. Rennie let out a sigh and snuggled back against him.
Instantly, a vision slammed into him. This one was different. This time his god was unbound and he stood on Rennie’s land, the snow falling as he watched a female drough with red hair get out of a silver car. The anger and resentment coming from the drough was directed not at him—but Rennie.
As quickly as the vision came, it vanished, leaving Dale swimming in a sea of uncertainty. He rolled onto his back and started at the ceiling as he blew out a breath.
“What is it?” Rennie asked sleepily while she turned over and rested her head on his shoulder.
Since he knew how much the visions were a bone of contention with her, Dale decided not to say anything. “I think the storm let up.”
“Hmm. I’ll need to go check on my cattle. I hate to leave the warmth of the bed though.”
She smiled up at him, and he felt his chest constrict. How could a woman who possessed the same magic he felt in his dreams be real? Was it fate that sent him to her? Destiny maybe?
Or did it really matter?
Perhaps there was something else at work in the universe, because somehow he had been given the very thing he hadn’t known he needed. His arm tightened around Rennie even as the vision replayed in his head.
He wouldn’t let anything or anyone harm her. She needed to be protected, safeguarded from all the evil in the world. Not because he needed her, but because she was precious and all that was good.
It shook him, this necessity to guard her. No longer did it matter why he’d been brought to Coll. All that mattered was her. Rennie had wormed her way into his mind, and he feared she had gone even deeper than that.
He felt something for her, of that he was sure. It was more than infatuation, more than lust, but he refused to think of just what it could be.
“I’ll check on the animals,” he said. “The cold doesna bother me as it does you.”
“Because you’re a Warrior?”
“Aye,” he said and kissed her forehead. “I have to say, I’m surprised. You’ve taken the news of what I am better than I expected.”
“Did you think I’d scream and demand you leave?”
Her guileless green eyes stared up at him. After all the deceit he had been forced to endure, it amazed him that someone like Rennie existed. “Something like that, lass.”
“My aunt always told me that I should judge people individually. Like it wasn’t good to say all Druids were good, just as I shouldn’t make the mistake of thinking all Warriors were evil.”
While she spoke, her fingers idly drew upon his chest, making it difficult for Dale to concentrate. “Did your aunt know there were Warriors about?”
“I don’t think so, but she used it as a learning piece for me. I knew there were evil Druids, so it seemed only natural to think that anything could be good or evil. It was up to the individual.”
“I’d have liked to meet your aunt.”
The corners of Rennie’s lips lifted in a smile. “She would’ve liked you. She was feisty and stubborn. She lived her entire life on Coll, only venturing off the isle a handful of times. She always came back though. She said this was her home. It was where she was born and where she would die.”
“She didna have children of her own?”
Rennie shook her head of dark hair. “No. It wasn’t for lack of her and my uncle trying however.” Rennie chuckled. “They used to joke about it, even though a baby was something both craved. Instead, they looked after any child on Coll that needed them. This house was a haven, of sorts.”