All Chapters of Satisfying Her Darkest Fantasies: Chapter 691 - Chapter 700

To her chagrin, Cormac was waiting in the hall. As soon as she entered, he rose and fell in step beside her. She shot him a disgruntled look, but he merely smiled and offered her greeting.Deciding not to offer him any encouragement, she instead pretended he wasn’t there and went toward the kitchens to brave Gertie’s wrath. When she got to the doorway, the ruckus within made her pause.There was an awful clanging and banging of pots and Gertie’s voice rose above the din as she screeched her displeasure at one of the kitchen maids.Maybe it wasn’t the time to try to cajole a late breakfast from the cranky cook.“Uh, Cormac?”“Aye, my lady.”“Is it close to time for the noon meal? I confess I slept over late this morning. I didn’t at all sleep well last night,” she rushed to say. She didn’t want to give Cormac the idea that her lateness was due to anything else.He smothered a smile with the back of his hand and then summoned a more serious expression. She glared at him for his thoughts

Before one of them could do so, she reached down and yanked the arrow from the ground. Then she slapped it against Edward’s chest, her fright giving way to fury.“How could your men be so careless? They could have killed one of the children!”*********Edward was every bit as furious over the incident as his wife, but he wasn’t about to allow her to chastise him in front of his men.“You will be silent.”Her eyes widened and she took a step back. Good, she was finally realizing her place. But then her eyes narrowed and she scowled ferociously at him.“I won’t be silent,” she said in a low voice. “You must have a safe place for the children to play and run free. It won’t do for them to be this close to the courtyard if your men can’t control their aim.”He took the arrow from her and examined the markings on it. Then he looked up at her again. “Until I know who is responsible, you will cease insulting my men, and me, by thinking we would allow such a thing to happen. You may return to

“Oh, aye, I’ll kiss you, lass. I’ll kiss you until you beg me to stop.”His lips closed around one taut nipple and pulled as he sucked it farther into his mouth. His hands stroked her body and she arched like a contented cat seeking more of its master’s touch.“Easy, lass,” he murmured. “I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”Hurt herself? She was going to hurt him if he didn’t continue kissing her.He slipped his hands between her thighs and thumbed through the tight curls guarding her sensitive flesh. He brushed over the quivering point even as his fingers sought her moist opening. Despite his warning, she arched helplessly, unable to control her frantic response.Fire stoked deep within her body and fanned rapidly through her groin, tightening each time his fingers stroked inside. This wasn’t how it was done, was it?She didn’t care. Whatever he was doing felt so wondrous that she wanted to beg him never to stop. And she did. Over and over, the words spilling out between fractured sob

She nodded.“You’re cold, lass. Come back inside the keep so I can warm you properly.”As he’d hoped, his words made her stir restlessly against him. To give her added incentive, he fused his lips to hers, his heat melting her cold mouth. Ice against fire. In moments, she was returning his kiss with lusty, hot, open-mouthed kisses of her own. Lord, but the lass was a quick study in the art of kissing and using tongues.He’d spend a lifetime of being indecent in her eyes if she’d only continue kissing him thusly.“Come,” he said haggardly. “Before I take you right here and now.”“You’re a lesson in sinning, Laird,” she said in her prim, disapproving voice.He grinned and chucked her cheek in an affectionate manner. “Aye, that may be true, lass, but you’re no saint yourself.”Mary watched her husband as she ate the food that Maddie delivered after Mary and Edward retired to their chamber. He looked deceptively lazy, sprawled on the bed, hands behind his head and legs crossed at the ankl

“Thank you both for giving up your night to help me,” Mary said. “You and Maddie tell the other women to take to their beds and not to worry about rising before noon. The other serving women can take over your duties while you rest.”Both women nodded gratefully and hurried off, leaving Mary alone in the hall.Mary surveyed her handiwork one more time before she turned and trudged toward the stairs. She’d not exactly kept her word to Edward. Her side pained her considerably, and she hoped she hadn’t torn any of the stitches, but the truth of the matter was, the work needed to be done, and it wasn’t fair to expect the women of the keep to work long hours if she herself wasn’t willing.She felt great satisfaction in the role she’d taken on. The women had worked long and hard but with a cheerful spirit. They had gone to great lengths to please Mary. For the first time, this felt like home. Her home. And she felt truly a part of the Woods clan.She eased into her chamber, but she needn’t