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

A Misfortune

It was a misfortune that Balloch had never in his life visited America. In fact, he had never had the chance to go anywhere outside of Sterlingshire grounds except to a few wine festivals, because he was always too busy with the courts that he barely had anytime for anything else.

Ever since he was chosen to be the honorable judge of his clan, a very important role, one of nobility and honor, he had not any time for himself. His powerful position that he was blessed or one might say cursed with, was given to him because he was the most righteous warrior that ever walked on MacAlister land.

His clan chanted his name with love and respect knowing that he was the most fairest in all the land. They entrusted their lives to him and he governed his father's land with Gods laws.

During court sessions which took place once a month in the MacAlister square, everyone came to witness Balloch lay down the law and bring justice to his people, rewarding or punishing those before him according to what they deserved. He was always fair, making sure that his people left his court knowing that he was a fair judge and did the right thing.

The MacAlister clan praised him and held him to the highest level of respect a man can ever be blessed to achieve. All the Warriors on the land including his brothers, wanted to be like him. They admired his power and strength, and the way he fought for righteousness, and they strode to achieve his greatness, but no one was able to outdo him, for Balloch was one of a kind. His name was chanted across Scotland, and he was envied by kings and peasants alike.

Every young maiden in Scotland was in love with the six foot, five inch tall warrior, and swooned in his presence, for Balloch was blessed with handsome, masculine MacAlister features.

He had blue eyes that were deeper than the deep blue sea, a chiseled nose, sculpted, full lips, a strong jaw line, a sexy smile and pearly, white teeth.

His face was framed with thick, jet black hair, that hung over his broad shoulders, he had muscled arms, an iron steel chest, a tapered waist, thick masculine thighs, and if that wasn't enough, it was whispered among every maiden in all the lands that his shaft was so huge that a horse would be envious of him. Even the fairies chanted his name and wanted to bed him, just to see for themselves if the rumor's were true.

Those who were lucky enough to have seen him were tortured with images of him in their dreams, and those who have never had the opportunity to witness the iconic warrior, were left to wonder if such a man really existed or if he was just a myth. For how could he be real they argued, how can one man be blessed with so many gifts, tis not possible!

His family loved him, his brothers all strived to be like him, his sisters adored him, and his parents were very proud of the man he had become, but Balloch did not have one vain bone in his body and did not understand what all the fuss was about. He considered himself to be an average looking man, leading an average life, but most would argue that that was the main reason that he had gained his fame, he did not know nor understand how goergeous he looked, nor did he realize that his personality was rare among the Scots. For any man who possessed such qualities would have had an ego the size of a mountain, but not Balloch, he was down to earth and the King of nice.

It was this that was brought to the witches awareness, that made her curious to see this warrior who had captured the hearts of all the women of Scotland. She herself was praised as the most beautiful woman in all the land, and took pride in the fact that no one had ever bested her including the fairies who were born with their natural beauty. She was the fairest in all the land and wanted to meet this warrior who was a legend in his own time.

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"Why did you come back?"

His deep, husky voice made Asia lose her mind for a second. "I'm here to free you warrior!" She replied, not taking her eyes off the beast.

"Why would you do that?" He asked, puzzled by her behavior.

"Why not?" She answered, hypnotized by his smokey, silver grey eyes that were thick with emotion.

In two long strides he was standing in front of her, she could feel his masculine breath as he lowered his head and studied her. "You are not afraid of me?" He asked her, and his hands went through the iron bars and wrapped around her throat.

"I am not, I trust you!" She told him.

"You trust me?" His husky voice deepened and his silver grey eyes searched deep into hers for answers.

Asia felt his fingers tighten around her throat, but for some reason she was not scared of him. "Aye, I trust you."

It was as if time stood still, and no one and nothing existed but them. Her words soaked into his heart and infused his soul, awakening it and setting it on fire. Never in his life has he ever met a woman as beautiful and courageous as her. Never has any one woman ever affected him like this, and he wanted desperately to mate with her.

Pulling his huge hands away from the young maiden, he ordered "Step aside!" and the Druidess was surprised, as she watched Blane open the iron door to his cell with ease. She was about to ask him how that was possible, but that instant Blane's arm snaked out, wrapped around her tiny waist, and he  pulled her against his muscled chest. "Give yourself to me of your own free will, and I will lay all the treasures of the world at your feet!" He told her hoarsely, and his eyes blazed with passion.

So strong was the electrical, soulmate current that infused through them, that Asia was hypnotized and did not realize what she was doing, until she pulled away from him, removed her gown with trembling fingers and stood naked before him.

The soft material caressed every inch of her velvety skin as it slowly fell to the ground and Blane for the life of him, could not tare his eyes away from the scene before him. Swallowing nervously, the beastly warrior feasted his eyes on her round and firm breasts, and watched as her nipples harden and perked in anticipation. Immediately his swollen shaft reacted and a strangled sound escaped his lips before he grabbed her in his strong and possesive arms and dropped to his knees.

Laying her gently on her gown that was sprawled on the ground, Blane quickly pulled off his jeans and shirt, and positioned his powerful, muscular body over Asia. The instant their bodies touched, the both of them trembled as the vibration of the current traveled throughout their body. Blane's oversize shaft was ready to explode, still he wanted to pleasure Asia before he pleasured himself, but that was impossible, because he was at the point of no return.

"Are you a maiden lass?" He asked hoarsely, as his swollen shaft poked against her private domain.

"I am." She moaned, anxiously waiting for Blane to make love to her.

Blane dropped his face on the nape of her neck for a few seconds, he had deflowered many virgins in his life without feeling any guilt, but he knew that she was different. He wanted this woman more than he had ever wanted any other woman in his entire life, but somehow he felt it in his heart that he couldn't dishonor her without making her his wife first.

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