The Mercenary by Cecelia Mecca

Author:Cecelia Mecca [Mecca, Cecelia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Medieval
Published: 2019-09-16T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 20

Sabine could not think. She could do nothing but allow herself to be carried from the tub like a babe. When she gingerly set her feet down on the floor, she was unsure of her ability to stand.

He was there almost immediately with the drying cloth, but rather than give it to her, he began gliding it down her body, across her stomach. When he knelt down to dry her legs, Sabine finally began to regain some semblance of steady breathing.

But it didn’t last long.

“I’m unsure I need to be dried there.”

When he looked up, Sabine could see his face against the backdrop of his muscled shoulders. The heady combination, along with the current location of his hands, nearly made her knees buckle again. She held on for support as Guy chuckled.

“Unsteady?”

He seemed pleased by the fact.

Sabine would have responded, but Guy stood then. She watched as he dried himself.

“So many scars,” she murmured, not daring to look down.

Guy tossed the cloth to the side. Although he wasn’t grinning, she could tell he held back a smile.

“You laugh at me,” she said, wanting to fetch the cloth and cover herself.

“Nay,” he said, unmoving. “Though I intend to shed you of a lifetime of modesty.

He broke eye contact to slowly lower his gaze down her body. As he did, Sabine could think only of hiding herself, but when she moved to do so, Guy shook his head. For reasons beyond her understanding, she acquiesced.

“Your turn.”

Sabine had never felt so exposed. She complied, though, and did as he had done. Arms of a warrior, a flat stomach with at least two scars that she could see to match those on his shoulders. Four? Nay, five. Mayhap he should wear armor more often.

And then she finally looked lower. Hard and thick, his manhood was as she remembered from the brief glance she’d taken when he entered the bath. So very different from her.

When he closed the distance between them, Sabine gave in to the need to touch him. She wrapped her palm around him, and Guy guided her hand into stroking him up and down. Closing his eyes, her husband let go as she continued on her own. When he bit the inside of his cheek, Sabine actually smiled. Then she remembered how he’d pleasured her. Slowly, at first, and then faster and faster. So she did the same, knowing by his expression her aim had found its mark.

His eyes flew open as his hand covered hers once again, stopping the movements.

“You learn quickly.”

With that, he hauled her against his chest, kissing her with such force it actually startled her for the briefest of moments. But then, all modesty set aside for the moment, Sabine allowed herself to revel in the intense pleasure her husband provided. As he moved them toward the bed, his hands were everywhere at once. But there was one place she wanted them most, so she grabbed his hand and moved it.

Guy simultaneously lifted her onto the bed and complied with her not-so-subtle ministrations.

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