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    “How does it feel?” he asked, his voice strained. His blood pumped with frenzy through his veins, pleasure so keen he would go mad soon.
    “So good…”
    He was pleased to hear her voice sounded just as tense. “What about this?” He moved, pulling slowly out then sinking with excruciating leisure back into her.
    Sorcha’s response was a drawn-out moan. She tossed her head back, exposing the column of her throat. One hand still on her hip, he stilled his movements, gripped her chin, turning her enough so he could kiss her. He thrust his tongue hard into her mouth, the way he wished to thrust his cock into her arse.
    He caressed her shoulder, around to her breast, rolling her nipple between his fingers. He glided his hand along the planes of her belly, reaching down to cup her mound. Her clit was swollen, slick, hot. He stroked her nub in a circular motion, continuing to plunder her mouth. He remained still inside her, listening to the sounds of her moans through his kiss, feeling the way she trembled beneath him.
    Then he could take it no longer. He ripped his mouth from hers, dropped his forehead to her shoulder. His control only held by a tiny thread. He pulled out of her then sank deep, increasing his pace until he thrust again and again. She arched her back, her moans echoing off the walls. He continued to fondle her nub as he drove inside her arse with powerful surges.
    “Reed!” she screamed.
    When she jolted beneath him, he held on no more. His climax vibrated through his entire body, shooting out through the tip of his cock. He couldn’t breathe. His heart felt as though it had stopped and his mind went blank, only aware of the intense pleasure ripping through him.
    He collapsed beside her, hauling her back flush against his length. Neither of them spoke. Her hair stirred with each of his exhalations.
    Although he was too spent to move, his mind whirled. The trust involved with what they’d just done was incredible. He couldn’t believe it. They’d forged a bond with their bodies. Something he’d never done before.
    And it went deeper than that. Resonated inside him. There was something about Sorcha that touched him. Clutched at his heart and wouldn’t let go. He couldn’t explain it. Didn’t really want to. All he knew was, he was happy to have married her. His anger at being deceived melted away.
    And that scared the wits out of him.

Chapter Six
     
    They avoided each other for several days, neither able to confront the other or themselves about what had transpired. For Sorcha, it was unexplainable. Never before had she told anyone about her feelings of guilt regarding Eoghan’s death. She’d simply dealt with it, keeping it inside.
    Reed did not sleep in their chamber. She wasn’t sure where he spent his nights, although she trusted it wasn’t with another. Her feelings of trust were an additional issue. She had trusted no one, save her brothers, and yet Reed Campbell somehow niggled his way inside her circle. Was it because he’d accepted her brother’s challenge of marriage, even though he didn’t do anything wrong? Was it because he took her to the heavens and back with his sensual touch?
    Or that he could have flattened her with his sword when she challenged him and instead he made it into a game, even letting her strike him.
    She didn’t know. Couldn’t explain it.
    The fact of the matter was, somehow since he’d stormed into her bedroom a little under a week ago, she’d… What?
    She didn’t want to delve into her emotions.
    Instead she climbed from her empty bed and went to stare at the moon. ’Twas full tonight. The kind that kept most in their beds for fear of the spirits that roamed the earth. She would be guaranteed solace if she took a walk. And she enjoyed taking walks on moonlit nights. There was a sense of peace about it. She could muddle through her problems, thoughts, without any interruptions.
    Slipping her weapons into the loops at her side just to be