The Tudor Prince by Constance Kent

Author:Constance Kent
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: elizabethan england, medieval romance, enemies to lovers, hidden royalty, england 1500s, shakespearean era romance, tudor england love story
Publisher: Writewood Creations Publishing

Chapter Twelve

NICHOLAS carried Avery to the bed and lay her down. Exposed, her nipples were taut and tingling. He bent over and toyed with one, rolling it around his tongue and then bit down gently—a nip, but she had never experienced a sensation like that before. Avery’s back arched and she tried to push him away but he caught her hands and pressed them down. He tongued the other breast with painful slowness until she was drowning in pleasure.

Blackstone was still clad in his breeches and hose, and his jerkin and doublet hung open from his shoulders. He ripped all from him, taking her breath away with his passion and his command.

His lordship dropped between her legs and pried them apart. From his lips, he blew warm air over the mat of springy hair that concealed her sex. The lewd act opened Avery to another level of arousal and she was almost tortured with desire.

And then the Revel Master went a step further. He drew his tongue between the folds of her flesh and tasted her sex.

Wave after wave of ecstasy rolled through her as he suckled her most private region. Pleasure she did not anticipate—a fog of lust and exquisite need was building inside of her.

I belong to him, he must feel it to be so, Avery thought. Or he could not do this.

Her mind worked feverishly hot, and then there was nothing, only a blinding white crescendo of sexual climax that obliterated all thought.

Then Lord Blackstone was inside her. At first, pressing against the entrance to her womanhood, then penetration, and then spearing through her virginity. Avery bit back a shriek of pain—fantastic, dreadful, sickness-producing pain—a bloody breech that marked her as his forever.

Her breath held. She searched his face wildly for a sign of love. Her defiler’s eyes understood everything—saw everything. The natural—the right place for Avery Weller was with Nicholas Blackstone and he felt the same. He simply must feel the same!

Her body recovered from the initial shock of penetration, and as he began to move inside her, Avery discovered the beauty of total surrender. She was joined with him in a profoundly intimate union, and yet somehow Blackstone kept himself apart.

She was not so fortunate. For the first time in her life, Avery fell into a deep pool of emotion and was utterly vulnerable with a man. She was his instrument and Nicholas was drawing music out of her, making her feel both strong and delicate at the same time.

She closed her mind to all else but his lovemaking, knowing that the bliss she felt in this fraction of time would come to an end. Hers was a temporary heaven. How terrible to discover where she belonged too late to stay there forever.

Nicholas rode her, his hips flexing, driving his cock upward inside Avery’s untried body. He fisted her hair and buried his face against her breasts with a howl.

Their lovemaking did not last long, being too intense to be sustained. Flaring hot at its climax, Nicholas strained upward, groaning and then gave out a mighty shout.

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