The Queen's Consort by Leia Rice

Author:Leia Rice
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Spice
Published: 2011-09-27T04:00:00+00:00

A month passed since Arabelle shared her encounter with the other maids. The weeks had been long and agonizing on the young woman, who found herself looking over her shoulder at every turn, hoping that she could catch a glimpse of the man who took her. There were days when the stranger would visit with the queen, and Arabelle would be reduced to watching behind the curtains as he tickled and caressed Her Majesty.

Arabelle became more jealous now than she was before. When the man would stroke the queen with his powerful fingers, Arabelle would put her fingers down to her skirts and try desperately to remember what it felt like when he touched her. When the queen moaned, Arabelle moaned into her fist as she bit down into her skin to try and keep herself quiet. When the couple would come, always in unison, Arabelle would nearly buckle and fall to the floor as she came, as well. The queen’s meeting with the man exhausted Arabelle more than it probably exhausted the queen herself.

She wanted him. She wanted this lover who was exclusive to the queen. She wanted him to have her over and over again while he called her his “petite mademoiselle” and spoke to her in the same gruff tones that he used with the queen. But she hadn’t an idea of who this man was, and he had not tried to seek Arabelle out since their previous serendipitous encounter.

And yet, when the consort left, Arabelle could swear that he would look directly at her from where she hid behind curtains of sheer, luxurious and overpriced fabrics. She could feel his piercing gaze bore into her aching soul, and her breath would catch in her throat. How did he know she was watching him? How did he know the way between the palace walls? Her hiding places? Before Arabelle could think of any logical answers, he would be gone.

This day, the queen was late coming back to her chambers. She had gotten caught up in politics and nobility, along with her husband. While the stranger paced back and forth in the secret hall behind the queen’s bedchambers, Arabelle was being summoned to go to him by a giggling and conspiring Christine and Marie.

“He is back there, I swear it. Is this not the night that she usually has him over for tea and sweets?” Marie asked as she pulled on Arabelle’s hands, urging her over to the wardrobes so that they could find something appropriately seductive for her to wear.

“Yes, but,” Arabelle stammered, though she knew not why she was so hesitant. This was what she was longing for. His cock back in her at last! This was what she thought of in the darkest hours of the night when she would rub her clitoris almost raw, coming over and over again!

Christine pulled a rather daring dress over Arabelle’s bodice and tied everything in place. Her breasts were pushed up almost inappropriately so, and her skirt was thin, made from luxurious Grabbing silk from the East.

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