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Author:Tallie's Knight [Knight, Tallie's]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-02-20T22:10:41.796000+00:00

Chapter Ten

Tallie braced herself and gritted her teeth. The tension was unbearable. She couldn’t stand much more. Her body was sheened in sweat. She clutched the sheets on either side of her stiffened body and imagined them shredding under the pressure. She knew exactly how they felt—if sheets could feel, that was.

“Oh, for heaven’s sake get it over with,” she gasped.

“I can’t take much more of this!”

Magnus, naked and sweating from his labours, froze. He stared at his bride of two weeks, outraged. Never, never had any female dared to suggest he was less than adequate in the bedchamber! And this chit, barely out of her virginity, was daring to criticise! He swung himself away from her body, and she gathered the sheet against her to cover her nakedness.

Tallie stared at his furious face, appalled at her own lack of tact.

She hadn’t meant to say it—it had just slipped out.

“I’m sorr—’ she began.

“So I should think!” he rapped.

“I’ve never been so insulted in my life.”

“Well, but—’ ” Do you think it is easy for me, making love every night to a bride as cold and unmoving as a corpse? “

“I have no idea, never having considered-the matter, although it seems to me you do not exactly dislike the procedure. In any case, it is very difficult for me, too!” Tallie was incensed by his criticism.

“You have no idea how difficult. It| is pure torture!” | “Torture?” Magnus’s grey eyes glittered with rage.

“Torturej is it?”

He was mortified. Furious. He had half a mind to storm| out of the bedchamber and abandon her then and there. He glared down at her. It would serve her right if he throttled her where she lay, clutching that sheet so inadequately, provoking a response from his body despite his fury. He wanted to rip the sheet away and tumble her until she cried for mercy!

Except that she already had!

He was her husband, for God’s sake! And she was his wife! His wife! He had every right to take her when and how he liked! And besides, she owed him children.

“Well, madam wife,” he said stiffly, “I am afraid you must endure more of that torture until you are with child.”

“I know it!” she retorted.

“And if you care to recall, I did not tell you to stop. I said to hurry up and get it over with. The sooner I am with child, the better, I say.”

“Very well, then,” he muttered grimly, and, ripping the sheet from her clutches, he returned to his labours. By God, he would wring a response out of her if it killed him!

He used every skill and technique in his repertoire, stroking, caressing, teasing, his hands and mouth fully occupied.

“Enough!” she shrieked, pushing him off her at last.

“I can do it no more.”

“Do what?” he snarled, frustrated.

“You’re doing nothing.”

“Well, of course I am doing nothing—what else would I do? And it takes every bit of concentration I have. Why can you not simply get on with it? Why must it take so much time?”

Concentration? Magnus swore.

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