Page 94 of Defy the Highlander

“I’ve never really known a family,” Lilia said softly. “My da served at Hawkhill while I lived with my aunt. For years, it was that way. I can remember dreaming of my own family someday, with ten children around me and a handsome husband. It may seem like a silly dream, but once, it was mine.”

“It isna a silly dream,” he said. “But ten children…”

She laughed. “How many did ye have in mind?”

“One tae start with, I suppose.”

“And then?”

“As many as God will give us.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes melding with his. “Then let us start now.”

“Now?”

Lilia was resolute. “Why not?” She touched his cheek, smiling in response to his surprise. “Can ye imagine anything better than children tae carry on yer name?”

No, he really couldn’t. They’d never spoken of children, but she was making her wishes known. Truth was, he’d never thought of children at all until this very moment. Now, a son to carry on his name seemed like the best gift he could possibly receive.

A legacy he never thought he would have.

“A son,” he said softly. “It seems like a dream tae even think such a thing.”

“It could be a lass. Would ye be disappointed?”

“Never.”

Lilia gazed at him, feeling the pull of emotion overwhelm her. She brushed her lips against his. “Then give me yer son, Brody McKay,” she breathed against his mouth. “Give me the honor of bearing yer child.”

He growled, pulling her tight against him and plunging his tongue into her mouth. Lilia wrapped her legs around his hips, feeling his arousal push at her. Brody’s hand was at her breast, his lips against her forehead as he whispered words of desire.

With every kiss, every word, the fire in her loins grew and she thrust her pelvis forward, capturing the tip of his seeking manhood. Brody groaned as he finished what she had started by thrusting into her hot, waiting body.

The first full thrust rocked her. Lilia gasped with pleasure, holding fast to him for support as he thrust into her again and again.

“Do it harder, Brody,” she breathed.

Her words of lust lit a fire in him that could not be controlled. He pounded into her welcoming body, determined to make this time last longer than he had the last time. He wanted to enjoy every move, every touch, every emotion.

Lilia groaned with pleasure beneath him, lifting her pelvis to meet his. She savored the heat he was creating within her, remembering how Brody had so deftly given her release with his expert touch. But she simply couldn’t wait. Reaching up, she pulled his mouth to her swollen lips.

“Make me feel as ye did at The Cal,” she whispered. “The heat… the feelings, Brody. Let me feel them again.”

“In time,” he whispered.

With that, he took firm hold of her hips and rolled onto his back, still joined to her body. Lilia gasped with the unexpected move as she ended up on top, straddling him. Brody grinned wolfishly, his hands moving to her breasts.

“Make yer own feelings, my angel.” He thrust his hips upward, impaling her on his body. “Move yer body against me, like this.”

Hair in her face, Lilia looked bewildered, but Brody moved again, thrusting into her from his position beneath her until she caught on. Rising on her knees, she plunged her body down upon him again and again, biting her lip in delight when he groaned.

“Do ye like this?” she asked.

He could only nod his head, closing his eyes to the glory the moment. She smiled at his reaction to her; it made her feel powerful. Her rhythm became steady and, in little time, Lilia felt the ripples of release rolling through her body. Beneath her, Brody could feel the contractions in body and he clutched her body against his as he released himself deep.

For a moment, neither of them had the strength or will to move. Lilia remained straddled over his hips, feeling the last of his climax die away. She was exhausted, but in a good way. She was his wife now and the closeness she felt to the man was more than she could verbalize. He was part of her, and she was part of him, until the end of time.

As he said… they were a family.