CHAPTER 4: SURPRIZES TO WATCHERS

They were nearly done.

Amanda sat on the divan. Robert came and joined her. They only had a few more bags to unpack. The clothes were done. He looked at her. "We don't have to do this all in one day wife." He said softly.

She smiled. "I know." She stood and he moved his arms. She sat on his lap. She hitched her skirt up and sat on his legs. She smiled at him. "I had something else on my mind."

He looked at her in surprise, but his eyes flickered desire. She kept him very close to arousal with her mere presence. He smiled as he hands moved down her back. "Humm…" He growled as he kissed her.

Using his strength he lifted her by the waist. He then swung her legs so she laid across him. He was kissing her all the while. He leaned over her as he kissed her deeply. Finally her head rest against the pillow as he slowly lowered her.

His one arm was wrapped about her. The other moved from her neck to her bosom in a gentle caress. Through they were both clothed, he knew every inch of her lithe body and where to touch her to make her moan and cry out in pleasure.

Margaret Bordon was not the youngest of the Bordon clan, but she was the youngest girl making her the baby and pet of the family. Iain always made her feel like his princess.

She walked into the house from the pouring rain. She removed her cloak and riding boots. She had gone out in the weather and ridden with her two younger brothers. She loved the rain.

Iain gazed at her. "There you are Maggie. Your brother is home."

"Robert?" She asked.

"Aye." Iain smiled as the she retreated. "Upstairs…" She did not hear the rest.

She ran upstairs and softly opened the door. She wanted to surprise him.

Neither of the two heard the door open. They were to busy in their foreplay. They were fully intent on having each other. Robert was trying to urge her to yield to him by caressing her breast through the material of her dress. Their tongues duel between their mouths.

Maggie froze and was strangely fascinated by the two. She wondered who the woman was. Her brother could not keep his hands from her. She watched as the two engrossed in the practiced art. Maggie's mouth opened as her brother's hand moved downwards to the lady's thigh. From there it moved and started up the woman's dress. So this was how someone made love, she thought as she watched. The woman groaned. Maggie could not see who she was for her brother's muscular body and head covered much of her.

She coughed as she watched her brother move the skirt higher. Her brother stiffened from his kiss and turned. He looked up at her in surprise and happiness, but it faded. He had not wanted to be interrupted so. Frustration and anger crossed his gaze.

He gently lifted his wife and set her down as he rose to tower of her youngest sister.

"What are you doing here? Haven't you heard of knocking?" He asked. Anger was in his voice, but it was low.

Mandy straitened her dress and rose. "Robert…" She whispered. She touched his shoulder. "My love." She whispered in Cherokee.

"Walela." He said gently to her. He moved his body between them. He eyed his sister. "You still haven't told me why you barged in on us."

Maggie drew herself up. "I came expecting a hug from my brother. I wasn't expecting you to already have a whore in your bed as a welcome home present to yourself."

Amanda felt Bordon stiffen as she touched him. His eyes flashed angrily. He walked forward and grabbed his sister and pinned her roughly against the wall. "How dare you call my wife a whore. You have not even met her yet." He screamed at her.

Mandy was surprised by how violently her husband reacted to that. To her this was an innocent misunderstanding.

"Your wife? Since when were you married?" Maggie growled back her temper showing as she tried to defend herself.

"Yes my wife. I was enjoying my time with my wife until you came in on us."

"You didn't lock your door."

"Should I have to?" He growled back. "Common courtesy is to knock before entering someone's private rooms."

Amanda heard one of the children started to cry out. She rushed to him. "Oh Will." She held him to her heart. "Hush now my baby be still love don't cry." She started a soft lullaby.

She watched her husband and sister-in-law glaring at each other.

"Babies?" Maggie asked. "You have a child? The woman gave you children? You married an English slut and married her because she bore your child?"

Robert slapped her. "Will you cease in insulting my wife? Yes she is English. I married her because I loved her. She bore me children after we were wed." He stood back slightly his eyes flashing warningly. "Leave us! Now!"

"But…" She started.

"OUT!" He snarled.

Maggie shivered. Tears came in her eyes as she moved to the door and slipped out as she began to sob.

Robert took a deep breath and turned to his young wife who was the same age as his sister. She kissed Will's cheek and stroked him to calm him. Robert walked to them. He embraced her and reached a hand up to caress his son's head. "Hush my son." He sighed. "I'm not angry anymore. Go to sleep." He said in a soothing voice.

Mandy had a look on her face the warned him he was going to receive a tongue lashing when Will had settled. He looked at her. What? He mouthed. He sighed. He would take what she had to say.