His Grey Lord (The Regency Lords) by Stephanie Lake

Author:Stephanie Lake [Lake, Stephanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sinnamon Press
Published: 2024-02-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

Stormy lust coursed through Sam’s veins as he lost himself in his ghost’s rugged, chiseled features, framed, as if in a classic painting, by several strands of hair. The silver blushed to silky orange from the fire’s glow, looking fey and magical, adding to the lord’s mystique.

Sam knew he was a good fuck. After all, he had years of practice. He enjoyed sex, enjoyed a willing partner. So why did this man affect him differently than other men and women he’d been with? He’d come without even touching himself. Hell, he almost came from that first kiss. And not even a handful of minutes after a ball-emptying climax, he was on his back on a carpet in front of a warm fire. The light deepened the tint of skin. So much skin. The nobleman was large, and hard, and that big body leaned over him as he licked, kissed, and caressed his way down Sam’s smaller, thinner frame. He shivered when the young lord discovered each new area.

To have a man like this on his knees, worshipping his body, was heady indeed. To have this man whisper salacious and tender things while lavishing his body with affection was one step away from unbelievable.

“Your skin is so beautiful, more perfect than I ever could have imagined. Tan to my pale.”

A soft kiss to his shoulder, then a lick up his neck made him shiver again.

“Never, even after a hundred years, could I tire of your lethal sighs and whimpers.”

Tender lips on lips, a nip on the ear. Goose bumps all over his body.

“I’m holding myself back now, but it takes all my will not to plow into your tempting, lovely arse.”

A light touch down his leg, up the inside of his thigh, and then one finger, whisper-soft along his crack, had his arse clenching. Tingles spread to his brain.

“My— May I call you mine? At least for tonight?”

A moan spilled from his own throat, so he nodded in answer.

“Good,” whispered in a rough, almost choked voice. “You are my good, good dark angel. So sweet and beautiful on the outside…”

A kiss to one nipple. He arched off the floor with electric shock.

“And so wickedly sensual on the inside. I will take you tonight. You realize this, I suppose.”

He was gasping, making incomprehensible utterances before a strangled, “Yes. Now.”

A chuckle. “Not so soon, you who are mine. My bricklayer.”

A strange, painful clutch gripped his chest. Take a deep breath. Find your self-control.

“You will beg me to take you before I enter your perfect body.”

He shook. I cannot breathe for lust, want, sensation. I cannot beg without breathing.

A finger parted his cheeks, tapped his hole.

Want and need surged through his body. He pushed, and the tip of an oiled finger slipped just past his entrance. He found his breath. “Augh. Now. Goddamn you. I need you to fuck me now.”

“That’s right.” He shoved his finger in hard, pulled out and added a second, then a third.

Sam quivered at the sensation of being breached so quickly.

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