His Saxon Wife (Saxons of Hyrstow Book 2) by C.A. Fray

Author:C.A. Fray [Fray, C.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CF Publishing
Published: 2024-03-18T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Twenty

“Lift your arms,” Branton commanded as he clutched her shift in a fist and pulled upward. Emma obeyed. Her nether region pulsed, aching to be filled. She would do whatever Branton asked, as long as she could have more of him.

The material rasped over her heated skin, blinding her for a moment as it went over her head. Anticipation was a tingling feeling that wound through her chest and up her arms. She was entirely at Bran’s mercy. When off, Emma found Branton’s gaze devouring her body as if it were dessert.

“You’ve taken your pleasure. Now I seek mine. Get on the bed, eyes forward. On your hands and knees.”

Excitement was a taut string in her middle. Her quickness betrayed how eager she was to comply. The soft stuffing of the mattress caved beneath her hands and knees while the blush that cloaked her was red hot.

But Bran didn’t climb onto the bed behind her. Emma heard rather than saw the rustle of his clothing as he discarded his underclothes. Her eyes begged for her to look. She wanted nothing more than to drink in the expanse of Branton’s bare flesh, but her fear that he would reject her if she did not do as he ordered kept her gaze locked on the wood grain of the wall. Still, he didn’t move to her. Just when she grew impatient enough to look back, she found him at the side of the bed, wearing only his vambraces.

Her mouth dropped open. Bran was like the statues she’d heard of in the king’s castle. Though she knew his shoulders were wide and meaty, she’d not dared look upon him with such open abandon. They capped his body like round boulders. The muscles of his chest were proud and tight and hard. He stood on thickly muscled legs. His stomach? A lesson in brawn. And lower, his thick, veiny cock jutted next to her mouth. The crown was nearly purple and the girth of it made her clench her thighs together. That had been inside her? Moisture wept from the tip.

“What do you want, Emma?”

She couldn’t help running her tongue along her top lip. Something deep in Branton’s gaze flared. She might as well have shouted she wanted a taste. He wrapped a large hand around his shaft and moved closer.

“Are you hungry for me, Ruthless?”

Emma’s arms nearly gave out at the suggestive words. As scandalous as it was for her to want him in such a manner, she did. She wanted to learn the feel of him this way. To see his undoing by her. Without hesitation, Emma leaned forward, lest he change his mind. Branton hummed appreciatively in the back of his throat.

“Take it into your mouth. And I’ll see if I can’t make that nice cunt of yours come again.” His tone was like gravel. She wanted it hoarse from calling her name.

Emma leaned to her left, angling her head appropriately, licked her lips once, then slid them over Bran’s meaty head.

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