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Highland Heather Part 91

"To his queen?"

"Aye." Her voice lowered.

"To all that he holds dear."

"And what of your people?"

"There will always be the MacAlpin. In this case, Megan."

"You would entrust the care of your people to that little firebrand?"

Brenna laughed, and the sound of it skimmed across his nerves.

"Aye.

She will be a fine leader. And if there is ever a rebellion in our land, she will stand at the head of it. "

He took a single step toward her and reached out a hand to her cheek.

The moment he touched her she felt the weakness spread through her limbs.

"It would seem that you have thought of everything, my lady."

"Aye. Everything but one."

He waited, loving the way her eyes danced.

"The man who holds my heart has not yet agreed to wed me."

"Ah." He took a step closer and cupped her face between his big hands.

With his thumbs he traced the outline of her lips. He felt the rush of heat. She was the only woman who had ever made him burn like this.

"How could any man resist such a tempting offer?"

Her lips curved into a radiant smile.

"You will marry me, Morgan?"

"Since the celebration has already begun, I see no reason to waste the day."

"Is that the only reason you agree?"

"Should there be another?"

"Aye." She brought her arms around his neck and drew herself close until their bodies were touching.

"You should whisper sweet words of love and tell me that your heart would break if we could not be together for a lifetime."

He closed his eyes, loving the feel of her in his arms.

"Oh, my haughty little ice maiden. How the thought of you has tormented me."

"That is better," she whispered against his lips.

"Whisper more love words."

"I missed you more with each passing day." He pressed his lips to her temple and felt the need begin to pulse and throb.

"I love you more than life itself."

She sighed and brought her lips to his throat.

"More, my love. Tell me more."

His lips roamed her eyelids, her cheek, the corner of her mouth.

"I.

need you as a starving man needs food. " He glanced down at her and saw the soft glow of love that seemed to surround her with a halo of light.

"Then come with me now to the meadow where the others are waiting. We will lead them to the kirk where we will pledge our love forever."

"Nay, my love. I fear I cannot go."

Her eyes widened. Her mouth opened, but no words came out.

Morgan nibbled her ear lobe.

"I cannot go anywhere until you lie with me here in the heather."

"But the others are waiting."

"Brenna. Take pity on me. I have been to far-flung lands on a mission for my queen." His hands moved along her spine, igniting little fires.

"But now I have come home to your arms. The Queen's Savage has been gentled by your touch."

They dropped to their knees in the heather and he breathed in the wonderful fragrance that would always remind him of her.

"Wherever you go, Morgan Grey, I go, too. In your arms I have found my home."

Home. From this moment on, home was in her arms. He lost himself in her kiss.

As his lips and fingertips began to move over her, Brenna gave herself up to the pleasure of his touch. Her heart was nearly bursting with the love she felt for this man. Her gentle savage. One lifetime, she decided, would never be enough to show him how much she loved him. But considering how far they had come, it did not seem unreasonable to believe that they would follow one another, even into the hereafter.

Where they would spend an eternity loving, as they did now.