Duchess Diaries by Sinclair Violet

Author:Sinclair, Violet
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Heartstone Books, BiCoastal Publications, LLC
Published: 2024-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

Five

Lilly stood in the chamber’s doorway, her breaths shallow and uneven as she clung to Anne’s arm. With each departing guest, the room seemed to grow colder. The walls closed in around her, whispering secrets from centuries past. She took a deep breath, preparing to force her body to move, when suddenly a man rushed past her, brushing against her arm with a chilling touch.

The masked stranger’s tall, lithe form was draped in a perfectly tailored black suit, a dark cloak billowing behind him like the wings of some malevolent creature. The ornate mask adorning his face, intricately designed with silver filigree and feathers, concealed all but the piercing glint of his eyes. Those eyes, pools of liquid mercury, seemed to see into the depths of Lilly’s very soul, igniting a flame within her that threatened to consume her entirely. The minute she laid eyes on him, she was instantly wet, hot, and slippery in her undergarments, every cell ripe and swollen with need. Her breasts and core plumped just from looking at him; grew soft, fuller, heavier. The friction of her nipples against her corset was an unthinkable torture device, her stockings more binding than the ropes and chains on the chamber walls.

She needed desperately to have something between her legs… this accursed gown… Lilly pressed her hand to her breast and hooked her finger beneath the silk, ready to pull it down and pray someone put their mouth on her straining nipples. Her attire was an offense to her skin, and she needed them off. Then an icy gust of wind came from nowhere discernable and the chill rushing over her skin brought Lilly back to her senses. Oh dear, what in the world am I doing?

She was in Blackthorn’s library, not in her bedchamber.

Lilly looked to Anne, who was holding onto a bookcase with one hand and hiking up her skirts with the other, her lips parted in a perfect ”o.” Anne looked as if she were in another world entirely, oblivious to her surroundings. The two ladies were the only guests left in the room except… Her eyes moved to the mysterious figure, and she couldn’t shake the feeling he was responsible for her painful need. “What are you doing to me?” Her attempt at a demanding question left her lips in something more akin to a breathless whisper.

She watched the masked stranger move through the room like a wraith, his steps silent and predatory. It was as if an invisible tether connected him to Lilly, drawing her closer with every beat of her racing heart. She could feel the heat of their shared lust pulsing between them, a magnetic force that threatened to overwhelm her senses. She took a step towards him and stopped abruptly when a voice—his, she was certain—rang in her ear. Not aloud, but from within. “I feel the heat between your silken thighs and smell the scent of your desire.” His voice was deep and melodic and had all the impact of a soft, sensual suckling on her swollen nipples.

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