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

Touch Not My Heart

Camran was doing just fine until the sleeping wench threw her long silky leg over his. Jesus, he thought, how was he going to get the rest he needed so badly? Gently, the warrior pushed her leg off him, and closed his eyes. He wondered how he was going to get through the night with Sarah all over him. The Druid slowly inched as far away as he could from her, but to his dismay, her arm fell over him and landed right on his shaft.

The Druid stiffened, "Damn!" He whispered angrily and was about to remove her arm but at that moment she started to rub his shaft over his kilt. His shaft immediately responded, and a masculine groan escaped his lips.

"Easy boy" he told himself, but his shaft throbbed and ached all on its own.

Sarah finally stopped touching him and turned herself around, but Camran couldn't help himself but be disappointed, he had already crossed the safe line and was on fire! The warrior was a hot blooded male with a huge throbbing shaft and it was too late to ignore his need now. Turning on his side, the Druid wrapped his arm around Sara's waist and pulled her close to him.

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Silas shuffled Isabella off the ship, they had finally reached the busy port of Mumbaii and the Druid Wasted no time wanting to take his pregnant soulmate to a safe haven. The cobbled streets were crowded with merchants who were dealing a wheeling, and making and breaking fortunes for their business's. 

Hundreds of ships were docked, delivery thousands of things and stuff to or from other ports. Mumbaii was one of the busiest ports in the world. The Macalisters came here twice a year and traded treasures with the merchants. 

"Silas where are we going?" Isabella asked, as she tried to keep up with Silas's pace.

"I'm taking you to my palace to rest, you are not in any condition to be out and about!" 

"No Silas, I want to see India, I'm not going to be locked up in a room again!" She complained.

"It's not a room that I'm taking you to, it's a huge palace!"

"A palace?" 

"Yes, my family bought it three hundred years ago to have a place to stay, because we trade with India and come here a lot." Silas told her.

Isabella stopped walking and turned to face the Druid, "I don't want to go to your palace, I don't know you!"

Frustrated with the whole situation, Silas closed his eyes and took a deep,inhalation of breath. If she didn't cooperate with him, then he will have to take her against her will to his palace and keep her locked up until he finished his business in India. 

"Do you know anyone else in India, where else would you go?" 

"You can't keep me against my will Silas, I will hate you if you try!" Her eyes shined with fear, and the Druids heart sank.

"Come Isabella," he said, and grabbed her hand in his, "you will be safe in the palace, and if you are not happy I will make other arrangements." 

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"Over there Captain," the mate pointed towards the east, "the palace belongs to Silas Macalister, and his ship has just docked."

John narrowed his eyes at the short bald man standing in front of him. "I don't need a Macalister, I need Bruce of Kenningsworth!" He growled.

"I know that, but word has it that Silas's family are the rightful owners of the Holy Grail, and they are desperately waiting for a chance to steal it back from the Bruce's family, he can use the wench for ransom until they return to him the chalice!"