Reluctant (Heroes of the Highlands) (The MacKays #3) by Kerrigan Byrne Read Free Book Online Page B

tell them how many steps to take in a day, which hand to fuck themselves with and how guilty to feel about it. I do not tell them what to eat or how to pray. I only give them a code. It is the Berserker code. The only one I know and they chose to follow it if they chose to follow me.”
    Kamdyn vigorously thought about their conversation for a very long and silent moment until struck by inspiration. “You know what your men need that would fix this whole bloody mess?”
    He raised an eyebrow, but the hard lines around his eyes softened a bit. “What would that be?”
    “Women,” she declared.
    He shook his head. “My men are allowed whores when they want them, they just can’t bring them to the camp as it creates too many problems with—”
    Kamdyn placed a finger over his mouth to shush him, ignoring his look that said no one had ever dared to do that before. “Not whores, women of their own . Wives, family, community. Everything they were previously unfairly denied.”
    Soren looked at her in a way that stabbed at her heart. He was too barbaric for tenderness, but the resemblance was there. “You would fix the world with kindness, would you not, little Banshee?”
    “If it would let me,” she groused.
    “You have an eternity for that.” He nibbled at her fingertip, eliciting thrills of desire she’d thought too well sated to wake again so soon. “We only have tonight.”
    “This proves my point exactly!” She forced a false brightness into her voice to balance out the hollow note that had crept into his. “I’m here, and you’re not out pillaging and plundering the countryside because you have something better to do.” Kamdyn frowned. If only she’d shown up earlier, before his fate had been sealed.
    He gave a grunt that might have been a chuckle to another man. “I’ve been pillaging and plundering you for the better part of an evening.”
    Was that all they’d known each other? Seemed longer. Kamdyn morphed her wistful frown into a sultry pout and moved her hips. “You’re not done, are you?”
    His expression darkened as his cock thickened between them. “I’d never be finished with you,” he said savagely, surging up to take her mouth with his.
    She resisted when he went to roll her beneath him. “Nay, Let me.”
    Rising above him, she marveled as she lowered herself on and around him. Taking him slowly, as they’d not yet done. This time, it felt as though she’d been shaped for him, by him, he fit so snugly and so well.
    She sat atop him a moment, admiring the masculine beauty of his prone form. She flexed herself with him inside of her, enjoying the steely warmth of his sex.
    “Woman,” he growled.
    “Mmmmm?” she stretched over him like a cat, indolent and slow.
    “If you don’t start moving, I’m going to—”
    She cut off his threat with a slow circle of her hips. “You’re going to what, Laird of Shadows?”
    “I’m going to make you.” He gripped her thighs with his punishing strength.
    “You are going to lie there and let me have my way with you,” she smiled victoriously. “According to your code, you are in my possession.”
    His eyes snagged on her smile. Muscles bunched and strained.
    “You knew I’d never been fucked by a man,” she teased, lifting away from him until he could see every inch of his own sex, slick and glistening with her desire. His eyes latched right where she wanted them to. “And I have it on good authority you’ve never been beneath a woman.” She let herself sink again, her breath catching at the pleasure.
    His harsh groan pleased her beyond measure. He began to pant, nostrils flaring and chest heaving.
    She rode him in long, slow, sometimes circular strokes. Each time she filled herself with him, tiny erotic pulses of pleasure stabbed into her abdomen.
    She could tell she’d thrown Soren out of his element. He looked as though he didn’t know where to rest his eyes. For a moment he’d watch her breasts bouncing and swaying with