The Sword and the Damsel: Medieval Historical Romance (The De Veres Book 2) by Leslie Vollard

Author:Leslie Vollard [Vollard, Leslie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dragonblade Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2024-07-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Alais woke up right after dawn to a gentle kiss. Victor was up and dressed and smiling. His twilight blue eye had a hopeful twinkle.

“Good morning, my lovely, luscious wife.” He took her hand and kissed it, then sucked on her pinky, grazing it with his teeth and making her sigh and giggle. She felt a wave of desire at his touch.

“Victor, what are you up to?”

“I did everything wrong yesterday, so today I want to try again and hopefully this time get it right.” He pulled a bouquet of hellebores from behind his back. He plucked one flower out and tucked it behind her ear then handed her the rest.

“These are lovely! Thank you, my husband.” She sat up and buried her nose in the blossoms, then set them aside on the bedside table before folding her hands and resting them on her lap, at the same time making sure her hair didn’t cover her breasts at all. She smiled at him, sure that the picture she presented to him would stir his manhood in no time. “I’m intrigued. What did you have in mind?”

Victor swallowed hard and made an inarticulate noise, his gaze lingering on her exposed chest. It was delicious how easily she could stun him into speechlessness.

There was a quiet knock on the door.

“That would be breakfast,” he said, waking from his reverie to retrieve the tray from the servant at the door. “I thought we should get an early start.”

Alais got out of bed, stretched, and ran her fingers through her hair, angling herself to provide him with an unobscured view of her naked form. There was a satisfying clatter as the tray slipped from Victor’s hands onto the table. “Dear God, I am never going to get used to this.”

Alais sauntered over to Victor and threw her arms around his neck. “You blaspheme a lot.” She nibbled on his ear.

“That’s the least interesting of my many sins,” he mumbled into her hair as he finally gave in and took her back to bed.

Touching her exactly where she needed him, he pressed her back into the bed, making her come and come again as he pulled off his clothes and joined her beneath the blankets. When she was frantic for more, he sank into her and made sweet, gentle love to her, treating her with a delicacy that drove her mad. As she tipped over the edge a third time, his control began to slip, and she trembled in release as he thrust deep and hard, again and again, until he groaned and collapsed on top of her.

They nibbled on breakfast as they dressed and kissed and then kissed some more.

It was mid-morning when they emerged from their room and rushed down to the stables to avoid her family. Nonetheless, Carenza saw them in the halls and gave her a wink that made her cheeks burn.

Soon they rode through the west gate of Winchelsea and out into the surrounding farmland. Alais was on Snow. Victor was on Socorro.

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