Am fear eile ~Outlander~

~Chapter Fourty one~ Skye

Sexual content

Jamie was unstoppable that night. I was able to sleep for 30 or 45 minutes between it before he reached out for me again and I couldn't complain.
Enjoying every touch, every kiss and every thrust, I realised I was falling more and more in love with the redhaired Highlander that was now mine husband, even tho mine mind told me it was wrong, mine heart told me it was right.
"Jamie," I laughed as I felt his fingers traced mine hip towards the spot between mine legs.
"Hmh?" He asked innocently as he pressed a kiss in mine neck.
"I'm really, really tired," I rolled away and felt something stab in mine neck. "Au, what the hell," I sat up and threw mine pillow aside to found a small bundle of wood. Tied together by a small rope. "What is this?" I asked as I saw Jamie' face whites.
He said nothing, ripped it out of mine hand, stood up and threw it into the fire. "A Ill wish."
"A Ill wish for what?" I asked curious.
"Tis meant tae bring pain or harm... Or even death," he explained as he putted on his pants.
"Who would put such thing under mine pillow?" I asked already knowing the answer and I saw Jamie think hard. "Jamie?"
"Laoghaire," was te only thing he said confirming mine thoughts.

The next morning I woke up after a really good dream. But when I opened mine eyes I saw I didn't dreamed it.
Jamie's head was buried between mine legs and even tho he did it for the first time. He did it like he never had done anything else.
Mine hands found their way into his red hair as moans kept leaving mine mouth. His hand found mine breast and on that moment someone knocked on the door.
I didn't register at first because the pleasure Jamie gave me was enough to launch me into the oblivion but the second sets of knocks I noticed and sat up.
Jamie also looked up, shooked his head and simply said: "No, No." before he pulled me closer to him and buried his head back between mine legs.
The knocks continued but I blocked it out since I reached an orgasm. He kept continuing until the knocking stayed longer this time.
"Jamie?" The voice of Murtagh called and Jamie pulled himself back saying something in Gaelic as I still tried to came down from mine hight. "Wake up!"
Jamie looked at me as I laid mine hand on his cheek. "Enough. Damn it!" He called back. He pressed a kiss on mine hand and thight and stood up to put on some clothing as Murtagh knocked again.
In mine bliss, I was smart enough to put a blanket over mine naked body as I felt tiredness took over mine body.
"Come on, ye lazy dog!" Murtagh called and Jamie said something back in Gaelic again as he opened the door.
"Haes mines knock grown sae feeble, or hae yer mairriage duties made ye sluggish?" Murtagh joked as he walked into the room and than he noticed me, still tired from the aftermath I simply closed mine eyes. "Misstress."
"Thare mist be a guid reason fur this visit," Jamie started.
"Aye, Lad there is," Murtagh said very seriously. "Th' duke o' sandringham haes arrived tae tak' council wi' th' laird, He is taken up residence in merlewood hoose,"
I heared Jamie took a breath and said something in Gaelic again. "This is mines chance, then. Hell, th' duke haes aye bin partial tae me."
I felt awake now and sat up to listen better to the conversation.
"Some wull say tae muckle sae," Murtagh agreed.
"Ah'ament aboot tae offer mah hindquarters," Jamie quickly said. "Bit his grace wields a fair amount o' power in court. 'n' if sae inclined, he cuid hurl th' cost o' mines heid."
"Aye, it's worth asking," Murtagh agreed as Jamie sat down on the bed. "Though he insae that kind o' mines tae grant a favor lightly."
"Tis nae a favor a'm asking." Jamie said. "A'm an innocent jimmy seeking justice,"
"Justice? From the Duke of Sandringham?" I said up and they turned around fo face me.
"The name is familiar tae ye?" Murtagh asked suspicious.
"I've heared if before," I spoke the truth.  I read about him for mine report on the Jacobits rising. "Jamie, if I tell you something, do you promise not to ask how I know this?" I asked Jamie as he looked at me with raised eyebrows.
"Ah tellt ya A'd ne'er asked ye fur anythin' ye dinna wish tae tell me," he reminded me. "Yes, A promise," he laid his hand on mine right leg.
"The duke, you mustn't trust him," I warned him.
"Dae ye mean his fondness fur ither men? ah ken a' aboot that," he looked at Murtagh. "He visited 'ere whin ah wis sixteen or sae. He was very attentive oan tae me he wis, bit that's is howfur far as it went," the last thing he said reassuring to Murtagh.
"I wasn't aware of that," I said honestly. "But that's not it. The duke is a close ally of Black Jack Randall," suddenly the puzzle pieces fell into their places. I knew I recognised the name of Jack Randall but now it clicked.
"Did Randall tell ye that?" Murtagh asked even more suspicious towards me.
I looked at him and then at Jamie. "You promised,"
"I made no such pledge," Murtagh fired back as Jamie just nodded.
"We'll both be respecting yer wishes oan that accoont," he said as he looked towards Murtagh who didn't looked pleased.
"A friend of Black Jack, can't be none friend of yours nor be trusted," I warned him.
Jamie made his trademark growl as he looked away from me.
"Perhaps, before ye approach the duke, it might be worth having a word with Ned Gowan," Murtagh offerd advice without asking further. "Get some advice in light of this information."
Jamie nodded again and I laid back. "Aye, Ah will blether tae th' advocate," he turned around and crawled towards me on the bed. "And Greer. Ye mist realise whit this means, this is mines foremaist real opportunity tae gain a pardon. Ah kin finally return hame tae lallybroch," he took mine hand.
"Tak' mines rightfull place as laird o' Broch Tuarach. 'n' ye kin be mines Lady," he sketched the prefect future. "We'd be happy thare, ah ken we wid," He placed a kiss on mine hand.
I couldn't bring myself up to scatter that dream. "As do I," I managed to bring out and he simply smiled.
One day, maybe in the far future. His dream would come true. But that was not now.