Arucard (Brethren Origins Book 1) by Barbara Devlin

Author:Barbara Devlin [Devlin, Barbara]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
ISBN: 9780996250917
Publisher: B. Devlin
Published: 2015-06-30T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

Chichester Castle came into view as Arucard steered his destrier to the south. Given the pleasant afternoon spent in his wife’s company, his mood was light as he pondered the meeting with de Cadby and the locals. And while he should have focused his attention on the impending gathering, a series of memorable feminine screams echoed in his brain, and he hugged Isolde close.

“I believe I have composed an appropriate pet name for thee.” In play, he rubbed his nose to crest of her ear. “And it is perfect, as art thou.”

“Oh?” Wrapped in the blanket, because he had destroyed her cotehardie, and riding astride in his lap, she rested against his chest, turned her head, and lifted her chin in position to receive his kiss. “How would thee address me in private, my champion?”

“Well, thou art sweeter than any confection, which begs a comparison to honey, and I should know, as I sampled thy nectar more than once today.” And then he chuckled, as he revisited recent activities and developments, which had surpassed his expectations. “And it is said that a woman blossoms when she surrenders her maidenhead, but I would argue otherwise. I think ye blossomed when thee experienced thy first release, and I will endeavor to inspire thee in our bed, henceforth. So, combining the two, thou art my honey flower.”

“Honey flower?” She giggled and then cast him a charming smile. “I like that.”

“Then it is settled.” And he would carry that bit of information to his grave, as he could only imagine how his brothers would react to that revelation. As he crossed the first drawbridge, he waved to the guards. “And this eventide, when we retire, I shall spread thy petals and make thee sing, honey flower.”

“Arucard.” Now she burrowed into his tunic. “Thou art shocking.”

“What?” As he navigated the barbican, he pinched her bottom through the thick cover, and she yelped. “We art married, and the King demands I produce an heir, so I am but following orders.” Then he whispered, “Mayhap I shall teach thee to pleasure my body as I satisfied thee.”

“Is that permissible?” Was it wishful thinking, or did she seem interested as she peeked at him? “Thou hast been very naughty.”

“My lady, what we do in our chambers is our affair.” In his mind, he pictured her taking his man’s yard into her mouth, and the dragon woke. “Wilt thou gainsay what thou hast not tried?”

“Dost thou truly wish it?” She sat upright and met his stare. “Thou would have me behave in such a manner, and thou dost encourage my adventurous nature?”

“Aye.” As they entered the courtyard, he noted several horses tied neared the stable. “I adore thy adventurous nature, and I have scarcely wanted anything more.”

“My lord.” Pellier rushed forward. “Young de Cadby and his supporters have arrived. Margery hath installed them in the great hall.”

“I should see to thy refreshments.” Clutching the blanket, Isolde scooted forward, as Arucard dismounted and then handed her down. “But first I require a change of clothing in order to properly address our guests.

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