Page 27 of His Runaway Bride
"I ken it, lass," Ewan replied against her heated skin."Let go, love.Trust me."
Ewan's thrusts increased in depth and speed, sending Lileas into a shuddering climax she had never experienced before.She clung to him and shouted his name, her peak triggering his own.
Ewan was lost in the euphoria of being deep inside his new wife.He felt her contract around him, milking him dry of his essence.With a roaring shout, he called her name as he found completion.Their eyes remained fixed on one another as they moaned in pleasure, thrusting and parrying until finally collapsing into each other's arms, completely spent.Sated, complete, satisfied—united as one.
They shared an intimate kiss as they came down from their sensational high, both knowing nothing would ever be the same again.
As they lay entwined in the aftermath, Lileas felt a peace she had never known before, and Ewan felt a surging feeling in his heart.It was as if they truly belonged together.
"I love ye, wife," he whispered against her lips.
"I love ye, husband," she replied with a shy smile.
They were no longer strangers bound by convenience; they were husband and wife in every sense of the word, and nothing would tear them apart.
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Chapter 12: New Beginnings
The morning light filteredthrough the windows of Ewan's chamber, casting golden patterns across the rumpled furs that covered the bed.Lileas stirred slowly, consciousness returning with the delicious awareness of warm skin against her own and strong arms holding her close.
She was naked, completely wrapped in her husband's embrace as if she belonged there.Which, she realized with a flutter of wonder, she did.The events of the night before came flooding back in a rush of sensation and emotion.
"Good morning, Lil," Ewan's voice rumbled against her ear, rough with sleep and satisfaction.His hand traced lazy patterns on her bare shoulder, and she could feel his smile against her hair.
"Good morning, Ewan," she replied, marveling at how natural the words felt.She turned in his arms to face him, taking in his tousled hair and the contentment in his green eyes."Did ye sleep well?"
"Better than I have in months," he admitted, his thumb brushing along her cheekbone."Having ye here, in my arms, knowing ye're truly mine...it changes everything."
They lay in comfortable silence for a while, watching the light grow stronger outside the windows.
"How did ye get this scar?"Lileas asked, her fingers tracing the jagged skin that ran along his ribs.
Ewan's expression grew thoughtful."My father gave it to me when I was fourteen."
"What?But why?"she asked in shock.
