Erina studied the man as he went to the animal. “He has never taken to another.”
He ruffled the fur on the animal’s head. “He is a wise dog.” Thane thumped his tail in obvious approval.
“I am happy he has found another friend.” She leaned against the cool stone.
Reaching for a dry cloth, Rory wiped his face and tossed it aside. “What about your sheep?”
“What about them?” she asked, her eyes growing wide as Rory stepped near her.
“Should ye not be on your way to find them?”
Once again, Erina found herself tongue-tied and unable to move. She tried to move away, but he loomed over her. “Aye, but I am lost.”
Placing a hand on the stone behind her, he cupped her chin. “Ye have never been lost, Erina MacIntyre.”
“How can ye be so sure,” she whispered, noting the shift in his eyes. “We have not known each other for verra long.”
Rory leaned close. His breath was hot against her neck, and she shuddered. His lips grazed the soft spot below her ear. “Because I am.”
Closing her eyes, she turned her head. All she sought was one kiss—to taste the man on her lips. Rory stirred desires within her Erina had never known. She burned in places that required release.
“Open your eyes, Erina.”
Her lashes flickered open and raw desire gazed back at her. Kiss me, Rory MacGregor.
His groan echoed within the far reaches of her mind as he captured her sigh with his mouth. The touch of his lips was a delicious sensation, and sent her body into a wild swirl of pleasure. She reveled in the feel of his mouth on hers and passion drove her onward for more. As she wrapped her arms around his neck, he angled his head and deepened the kiss. When his tongue demanded entry, Erina opened fully. It was a kiss for her tired soul to melt into, and she was shocked at her own eager response. Emotions whirled and skidded as she caressed the tendons in the back of his neck.
Rory’s fingers trailed across the skin above the lace on her gown and she shivered, aching for more. Erina felt confined in her gown, longing to strip the material free from her body. She ached to have his skin against her own. His lips seared a path down her neck and her knees weakened. “More,” she pleaded, splaying her fingers through his dark locks.
Releasing her, he placed his hands above her. His breathing came out in short gasps, and she saw the battle he fought, since Erina had to battle her own personal restraint. She lowered her hands to her sides. She dared not move. Confused on what to do next, she barely heard his words.
OATH OF A WARRIOR, Legends of the Fenian Warriors, Book 2 by Mary Morgan
“You met them in the Order of the Dragon Knights series. Now, journey to the realm of the Fae and witness their legends!”
Fenian Warrior, Rory MacGregor’s love conquests are legendary, but he has never spoken of the one mortal female who captured his heart. After his dark secret is finally revealed, he is ordered to return and seal the wounds left open by her death. Yet, he finds the timeline altered and swears an oath to rewrite fate, even if it brings about his own death.
Erina MacIntyre is known for her healing herbs and love charms. Determined to aid others, she refuses to listen to the whispers that call her a witch. When a Highlander steps forth into her path, he ignites a thread of strange familiarity and sparks a flame of desire she is unable to control.
Can the destiny of two lovers find love once more among the ashes of death and betrayal? Or will history repeat itself, leaving a scorching path of destruction for both mortals and Fae alike?
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Award-winning Celtic paranormal romance author, Mary Morgan, resides in Northern California, with her own knight in shining armor. However, during her travels to Scotland, England, and Ireland, she left a part of her soul in one of these countries and vows to return.
Mary’s passion for books started at an early age along with an overactive imagination. She spent far too much time daydreaming and was told quite often to remove her head from the clouds. It wasn’t until the closure of Borders Books where Mary worked that she found her true calling–writing romance. Now, the worlds she created in her mind are coming to life within her stories.
If you enjoy history, tortured heroes, and a wee bit of magic, then time-travel within the pages of her books.
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