My Highlander, My Love, Part Three:Forbidden Love, The Greatest Love Story Ever Told.

A Night Full of Regrets

"Marry you?" Isobel whispered softly.

Camran wasn't naive, he could hear the uneasiness in her voice, and wondered what lucky bastard had already caught her heart. "Yes, marry me Isobel, I will make you a fine husband."

"I...I...don't doubt that Camran, but I'm not sure I am ready for marriage. I'm much too young and I haven't seen the world yet. Being locked up in a glass room my entire life, and finally receiving my freedom, I was hoping to travel the world before I settle down." She lied, "I was hoping to go into the future and see what all the fuss is about."

Camran pulled her into his powerful arms. "we can do all that together after we marry. It will be my wedding gift to you." He argued.

"Please Camran," she said and pulled out of his arms, "I need time to think about this."

"I understand." The disappointment was evident in his voice, but he was not a giver upper, pulling her back into his arms he lowered his head and gently pressed his lips against hers. If she needed more time, he was going to give it to her, but he couldn't wait too long, someone else might come between them and snatch her from him, and then Alexander will have his head on a silver platter. It is very important that the union between them happens, everything depended on them connecting.

Silas nearly fell off his feet when he witnessed them making out. He held his breath, and watched them carefully, was she kissing him back? His hand automatically wrapped around the head of his sword that hung at his waist. He wanted to slice the Druids heart out but at the last possible second he withheld from doing so, why would he care if she was kissing him back?

Because you want to be the first to pop her cherry, fool!

Expelling a deep breath, Silas continued to watch the two make out, and images of Camran running his fingers over Isabel's naked body drove him wild with jealousy.

"I want you Isobel," Camran whispered hoarsely and pulled her closer against him.

The young beautiful maiden felt his thick shaft as he grinded himself against her, and was alarmed. "Please Camran, your making me feel uncomfortable." She said, and pulled away from him again.

The Druid was on fire, and his shaft was throbbing out of control. Closing his eyes for a second, Camran waited a few seconds before he spoke to allow the surge of fire to sweep through his body and be gone, but such was not the case. His hunger intensified and had him slave to her and the desire to bed her grew stronger. "Are you a maiden lass?" He asked.

Isobel nodded.

"Good, stay that way, I want you pure on our marriage bed." He told her, and cleared his throat. Pulling away from her was the hardest thing he ever had to do.

Clearly distressed, Silas watched them walk towards the ocean front. He never cared for the arrogant bastard who had made his life miserable the last couple of years. The young maidens compared the two of them all the time, and Camran always tried to best him at everything. The man was a thorn in his arse, amd now he wanted to bed Isobel!

A thought occured to Silas's, and a smile curved his lips, mayhap he should teach the Druid a lesson and sleep with his bride before he married her! That would be the best possible pay back he could do to him, that would even the score between them, Camran had done the same to him on a few occasions. The last few years it seemed as if they were in competition with each other, each trying their hardest to be the first to bed the most beautiful women on their land, in fact, the last woman Camran bedded was saving herself foe Silas, but he got there too late, Camran had seduced her the night before.