I had seen her in my dream, dancing at the local Highland Gathering. The young woman of my dream was my destiny. My name’s Mackenzie Sutherland and I’m a Selkie of the Clan Sutherland. We Selkie’s are creatures long thought of myth and that was the way we Selkie’s need it to stay.
As I walked into the gathering of the clans, I glance over to a young woman dancing …show more content…
I understood the ancient knowledge all women are born with. The sexual power we hold over men. My parents always told me “Skye, behave your wicked self”. I’m not wicked at all, I just enjoyed my life. I noticed the young dark-haired stranger who watched me with a lustful gleam in his eye and a smile on his face. He was a large man who possessed a strength about him.
He was the most handsome man I had ever seen, and he was taller than most of the men in my village. His jet-black hair was exceptionally long and hung down his back in shining silken waves. His eyes were deep brown like the whiskey my father drank. His skin was smooth and tan. His body was hard and taut with muscles use to hard work. He had broad shoulders, which tapered down to narrow a waist and a flat belly.
It was his wicked smile that made my heart beat wildly beneath my breast. I was not so young at sixteen to not understand what would be on his mind. My body and my mind were thinking similar thoughts to his. But the closest I’d ever came to experience, were the naughty books I read; which my father had left hidden under the cushion of his favorite chair. As I looked at that tall, long- haired man I was sure he knew what to do with those forbidden