Gavin’s thumb continued to caress the small mark on Emma’s neck and he smiled against her lips. The memory was a small one, but it was his. And any memory about Emma, however small, was a start.

  ..ooOoo..

  Gavin tossed back the blanket and stood abruptly from the makeshift bed that he had made on the floor in front of Emma’s fire. He padded barefoot over to the four poster bed where she slept. His bed.

  Emma’s hair had fallen partially over her face. She lay on her side, curled up in peaceful sleep. She looked like an angel and Gavin’s heart warmed as he looked at his beautiful, sleeping wife. She had been through so much and yet she had stood by him. Gavin smiled with admiration as he watched her. She had firmly believed that the power of her love alone would bring back his memory and in fact, maybe it had.

  Casting caution aside, Gavin crawled up on the bed and settled himself firmly behind Emma. He wrapped his arm carefully around her and pulled her against his chest. Emma sighed softly and snuggled up against him. It felt so right, so wonderful to hold his wife like this. Gavin buried his nose in Emma’s unbound hair and inhaled deeply. She smelled of heather and sunshine, exactly as he remembered that she should.

  Brushing her hair back from her face, he whispered into her ear.

  “Emma,” he said softly, kissing the gentle curve of her earlobe.

  She did not wake, but a slight smile tugged at the corner of her beautiful mouth.

  Gavin nipped her earlobe playfully now. “Emma,” he said a little louder now.

  The only response that she gave was pressing her delicate bum more firmly against him. Gavin’s cock pulsed in response and he gritted his teeth. Lord how she affected him.

  “Yer favorite food is bread pudding, although ye tell people that it is Cornish game hen because ye think that it sounds more refined,” he whispered softly as he placed gentle kisses up the graceful curve of Emma’s neck. “And ye’d rather have ale any day over wine, but ye choose wine more often because ye think that it’s more befitting of a lady,” he said as he trailed kisses over the sensitive skin of Emma’s collarbone.

  She rolled towards him and reflexively threaded her hands behind his neck. Gavin chuckled in response. He had known that she had been aching to touch him, yet had forced herself to hold back. She couldn’t help herself in her sleep.

  “And ye sleep like a rock,” he said, still laughing softly as he kissed the corner of Emma’s upturned mouth.

  Gavin looked down at his sleeping wife with love and longing in his eyes. How difficult this must have been for her. She must have felt so alone even though he was here by her side. He vowed silently to spend the rest of his life making it up to her.

  “Ye didna quite tell me the whole story about how we met,” he said, smiling now as he realized Emma’s omission. He traced the line of Emma’s jaw. “Ye forgot tae tell me the part about how ye slapped me across the face right after ye kicked me in the ballocks,” his chest shook as he chuckled softly. “I can see why ye left that part out, but do ye ken that I loved ye even then?” he asked, kissing her cheek and running his fingers over the warm skin of her neck.

  Emma’s fingers toyed with the small hairs at the base of Gavin’s skull and she began to move instinctively against him, even as she slept. Gavin was now fully aroused and he wanted his wife awake. He yearned to cup her full breasts and to kiss her, to assure her that he remembered everything. He wanted to make love to his wife and remaining still while she moved against him was exquisite torture.

  “Emma,” he said again as he moved his hand over her flat belly and cupped her breast. “Wake up, love,” he coaxed as he kissed his way up her delicate neck. “I remember that ye cried when we were handfasted. Ye though that I might be killed and no make it back tae ye. It ripped out my heart tae see ye crying like that. But I’m here now, Emma. Wake up,” he whispered lovingly as his lips settled lightly over hers.

  Emma’s eyes fluttered open and for a moment, she thought that she was dreaming. She had heard Gavin’s voice, telling her all of the wonderful things that he remembered. Precious pieces of their life together that she had reconciled were lost forever to him. Her fingers slid over the bare skin of Gavin’s biceps and she realized that her husband really was in her bed, kissing her now and whispering his sweet memories in her ear as she slept.

  “Gavin?” she asked, confused as she struggled to wake up.

  “Aye, love,” he said, smiling against her lips and rising up above her so that he could savor this moment. “I remember, Emma,” he whispered joyously as he looked down at his wife. “I remember everything.”

  Emma smiled and tears welled in her eyes. She couldn’t find words to express her happiness, so she pulled Gavin’s lips towards hers. She kissed her husband with all of her pent up emotions and ran her hands over his chest, across his shoulders and down his back. She wanted to make sure that she really was awake and be sure that this was not just a wonderful dream.

  “I love ye sae much, Emma,” Gavin said sincerely, breaking their kiss so that he could watch the joy play across Emma’s beautiful face. She was breathtaking and she was his. “Thank ye for being sae patient and having such faith in me.”

  “I love you too,” she said, eyes misty with emotion as she looked into the handsome face of her husband. “God doesn’t put two people on this Earth to love each other this much and then tear them apart. I never doubted that you would remember,” Emma said quietly as she caressed the side of Gavin’s face. “I knew you’d remember,” she said, smiling broadly now as joy bloomed within her.

  “What’s my second name?” Emma asked mischievously, seeking to test that Gavin’s memory really had returned.

  “Isobel,” Gavin said confidently as he brushed his thumb over Emma’s lower lip. “And ye hate it,” he added for good measure. “And when yer really mad, I call ye Izzy just tae fire ye up,” he said teasingly as he kissed the edge of her mouth that had just curled up into the hint of a smile.

  “When did I give you this?” Emma asked, capturing his hand in hers and tracing her finger over the frayed red twine ring on Gavin’s finger.

  “Ye gave me that after we were handfasted. Ye tied it on my finger the morning that I left ye, right before we made love in that chair,” he said, his eyes glancing over at the chair before the fire. His cock pulsed as he remembered Emma astride him, making love to him in that very chair. “Is this inquisition over now?” he asked, chuckling softly as he placed kisses down Emma’s neck and nipped playfully at her earlobe.

  “I just wanted to make sure,” Emma said softly, raking her fingers through Gavin’s hair as she held him against her. Tears of happiness slipped down her cheeks as she held her husband.

  “Good. I’d like tae get on with the process of loving my wife,” Gavin said huskily, smiling against Emma’s soft skin as he kissed the birthmark just below her ear. “If I’m no mistaken, ye’ve been waiting tae welcome me home properly?”

  Emma giggled as Gavin trailed kisses over the tops of her breasts where they peeked over the neckline of her gown.

  “Was it that obvious?” she asked, laughing joyfully into his neck.

  “Aye. Ye could hardly keep yer hands off of me!” he teased as he cupped her breast and nipped at her through the fabric of her gown.

  “I missed you so much. Make love to me, Gavin,” Emma said softly, raising his chin so that he would meet her eyes. The love that she saw in his green eyes assured her that her precious husband really was home.

  Gavin pressed his lips softly to hers, kissing her tenderly. His lips arched gently over hers as he tasted her and claimed her as his own once again. Emma opened her mouth and brushed her tongue against Gavin’s, relishing the familiar taste of his mouth. The kiss deepened and Emma threaded her fingers into Gavin’s hair as he claimed her mouth thoroughly.

  Never had Emma felt so alive. She wanted to kiss Gavin forever. She wanted to lose herself completely in his kiss, in his touch and surrender herself completely to her husband. He tasted so good. She wanted him so much.

  Gavin broke the kiss and looked down at his beautiful wife. Emma’s lips were ruddy from his kisses and tears of happiness fell readily down her cheeks. Never had she been more beautiful to him than she was in this moment. Gavin felt as though he had finally arrived home after a most difficult, arduous journey.

  “Can ye imagine that we have a lifetime of this ahead of us? A lifetime of loving each other?” he asked joyously as supported his weight on his elbows and used his thumbs to brush away Emma’s tears.

  “I can’t wait,” Emma said giddily as she smiled up at her husband. “I never stopped loving you,” she whispered as she looked intently into Gavin’s eyes. She had missed Gavin so much and yet she had loved him still.

  “I ken that ye didna and I thank ye for that,” Gavin said appreciatively. Nuzzling her neck with his warm lips, Emma felt a surge of pleasure as he placed kisses over her throat. He brought his lips to Emma’s and began the process of showing her just how much he loved her with a kiss that threatened to shatter her very being.

  His hand palmed Emma’s breast through the fabric of her gown and his thumb brushed over her nipple, teasing it to a taut peak beneath the fabric.

  Emma moaned softly and arched towards his touch.

  “Let’s get this off of ye,” Gavin said as he rolled Emma gently onto her side and began to tug at the laces of her gown. Emma assisted him in the removal of the garment and tossed the mass of fabric onto the floor next to the bed.

  Gavin shuddered with pleasure as he looked at his naked wife, sprawled before him on his bed. Emma was breathtaking. Her breasts were full and round. Her pert nipples were tantalizing as they stood erect with arousal. His lips ached to suckle them. His eyes scanned down her belly to her narrow waist and the thatch of blonde curls that shielded her femininity. Gavin’s cock pulsed when he looked at her there. He wanted to bury himself inside of her and lose himself completely. He wanted to join with his lovely wife to know for sure that he was home, safe and whole.

  Emma’s eyes were misty with passion as she looked up at her husband. She lay naked and completely unashamed before him and she watched contently as his green eyes appraised her body. There was no shame between them, only love and desire.

  Gavin reached out slowly and brushed the back of his hand lightly over Emma’s cheek. His hand trailed over the sensitive skin of her neck down to her collarbone, where his index finger traced the delicate bone. Sliding lower still, his fingers brushed over her right breast, causing Emma to inhale sharply with the arousing sensation that his light touch brought. Gavin palmed her breast gently and then released her as he traced the line of her narrow waist. His fingers traveled lower still, brushing over the curls that shielded her womanhood.

  “I missed ye sae bloody much,” Gavin confessed as he looked down at his achingly precious wife. “I thought of ye every moment while I was away,” he said softly as he beheld her.

  “I thought of nearly nothing else besides how you were and if you were alive,” Emma answered back. “My life was so empty without you here. I tried so hard to keep busy, tried to move on as you had told me to, but Gavin, I couldn’t. I loved you too much,” she said, shaken by the power of her emotions.

  “I think that loving ye was what kept me alive. I thought of ye during the worst times and ye brought me hope,” Gavin said in a rough whisper, shaken by his dark memories.

  He needed Emma now, needed to join with her to know that he was really whole, alive and home safely. He needed her strength now.

  Emma shivered deliciously as his fingers brushed over her skin, causing lightning to course through her veins. Gavin’s touch aroused her to the point of combustion.

  She reached up now and helped her husband pull his linen shirt over his head. The muscles of Gavin’s chest were beautifully defined and Emma delighted in trailing her fingers over his pectoral muscles and down the ripples of his taut abdominal muscles. Her fingers dipped beneath the waistband of Gavin’s kilt and she was rewarded when Gavin closed his eyes and took in a shaky breath. Emma bit her lip as she watched her husband respond to her touch.

  Gavin’s fingers found hers and he squeezed her hands gently. He rose from the bed and removed his kilt. Standing completely naked before his wife, he smiled at Emma as he watched how her eyes looked at his body hungrily. She wanted him. This fact pleased Gavin greatly.

  Closing the distance between them, Gavin joined his wife on the bed. He stretched out on top of her, relishing the feeling of her warm, naked body against the length of his. His hand cupped Emma’s breast now and she arched against him. Gavin brought his lips to her nipple, remembering how much Emma loved it when he teased her with his tongue. He palmed her breast while he suckled her nipple, nipping playfully at the erect peak to drive Emma wild.

  She arched against him, completely consumed with the pleasure of his lips on her nipple. Gavin’s love play was exquisite torture. Emma needed more and she pressed herself intimately against her husband’s throbbing erection. She wanted to feel him inside of her, filling her and stretching her as their bodies joined together.

  “Not sae fast, love. I want tae take this slow,” he whispered, kissing her breast languidly and moving his attention to her other breast. He placed kisses over her sensitive skin, deliberately avoiding Emma’s nipple to drive her to near madness with the depths of her desire.

  Emma’s hands were in his hair and she moaned against him now.

  “Gavin!” she cried. Her breasts ached for his mouth, yet he teased and tormented her by not granting her complete pleasure.

  “Aye?” he purred, placing light kisses around her nipple.

  “I need you to…” she trailed off as she writhed against her husband.

  “What do ye need, love?” he asked teasingly, knowing full well what Emma wanted.

  “Kiss me,” Emma begged, arching against Gavin’s erection.

  “Here?” he whispered huskily as he brought his lips slowly down on Emma’s erect nipple. He suckled her gently and toyed with her nipple with his tongue.

  Emma lost the ability to respond and raked her fingernails over the skin of Gavin’s muscled shoulders in response. Feeling his lips on her sensitive nipple was heavenly.

  Gavin skimmed his fingers over Emma’s slender belly as he continued to play her nipple with his mouth. His fingers parted her delicate folds and he growled when he discovered that she was wet for him. Emma was more than ready for him to be inside of her and Gavin’s cock ached with the need to enter her.

  “I want ye, love,” he confessed as his fingers stroked the delicious wetness between Emma’s thighs.

  “I want you too,” Emma said as she bit her lower lip and looked up at her husband with longing. She closed her eyes a lightning bolt of pleasure shot down her spine. Gavin’s fingers were like magic against her delicate skin. He brushed over the nub of her desire and worked her expertly, sliding his fingers over her silky folds.

  Rising up on his elbows, Gavin took himself firmly in his hand and positioned his cock at the entrance to Emma’s sheath.

  Emma’s breathing was ragged and she focused her eyes on Gavin’s as he positioned himself to enter her. Emma wanted nothing more than to quell the aching desire that her husband had kindled within her. She wanted Gavin inside of her. Now.

  “I love you,” Emma whispered as she looked into Gavin’s eyes. “Make love to me.”

  He smiled down at her with a look of such love and appreciation that it caused her heart to ache.

  “I love ye too, sweetheart,” he said softly.

  Holding eye contact with his wife, he slid himself into her sheath, inch by delicious inch. Gavin growled loudly as he claimed his wife, losing his precarious control as he seated himself deeply inside of her tight, wet sheath. His chest heaved with the exertion that it took to hold himself back. He wanted to drive into Emma powerfully, to sink his cock deep inside her womb and spill his seed.

  But Emma’s pleasure came first.

  Gavin brought his lips to hers and kissed her gently, relishing how tight she felt as she surrounded his aching cock.

  Emma kissed him back wantonly, spreading her knees wider to accommodate him and giving him the erotic pleasure of sinking more deeply inside of her. Her hand cupped his buttocks and she pulled him deeper. Gavin growled and began to move, slowly at first. He withdrew his cock slowly and then slid back in to Emma’s heat.

  Feeling Emma’s tightness surround him, Gavin was consumed with the power of their lovemaking. He slid his cock powerfully into Emma and he was pleased when she cried out in pleasure. He sunk into her again and again, muscles shaking with the intensity of his need to be closer to his wife. With each thrust they joined closer together, their bodies finding a symbiotic rhythm, each seeking to give the other pleasure and receiving overwhelming pleasure in return.

  Gavin took Emma’s hand in his own, interlacing his fingers with his wife’s as he pinned her hand to the bed. He thrust into her powerfully and growled when Emma’s hips rose up in answer, taking him deeper inside of her. He arched above Emma and lowered his lips to her nipple, suckling her sweetly as he withdrew his manhood and then joined her again.

  “Gavin!” Emma cried out as she grasped his buttocks with her free hand and pulled him deeper inside of her. Her breasts were so sensitive. Feeling his lips and tongue against the delicate skin of her nipple intensified the exquisite pleasure of feeling her husband move inside of her.

  Emma’s muscles began to quiver. Gavin felt the first waves of her release as her sheath tightened erotically around his member. He squeezed her hand and continued to kiss her breasts and tease her erect nipple with his mouth. Seeking to pleasure her completely, Gavin slid his hand down over her belly and parted her delicate folds. His expert fingers found the nub of her desire and stroked her, increasing his pressure to coax her release.

  Emma felt as though her body was coming apart at the seams. She was completely consumed with the pleasure that her husband was giving her. She writhed against him and called out his name again and again. Gavin’s lips delivered sweet torment to her breasts. Her flesh ached with need as his mouth kissed and suckled her erect nipples, nipping at the sensitive flesh intermittently to shoot lightning down her spine.

 

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