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“That was the correct response, but I did not particularly care for your tone,” Hector stated coldly. He underscored his words with another strike upon her rear.

Although the hits weren’t overtly painful, the sharp sound of his hand coming down against her bare behind and the suddenness of the contact startled her every time.

Juliet pressed her face into the sheets to muffle her whines. She clawed at them as he pulled her downwards, so her hips would rest against the edge of the bed. She squealed as he turned her around to lay on her back and then spread her legs apart and inserted his finger into her wetness.

“Hector,” she called breathlessly.

The last thing that held her awareness was the sight of him sinking to his knees as he grabbed her by the hips and mouthed at her wet folds.

Juliet’s hands found their way to Hector’s hair, sinking into the soft, dark locks as she questioned incoherently.

“Hector…wait! W…wait, what are you…”

His tongue circled her drenched bud, and she moaned, loud and long, unable to gather her wits before he pressed closer to lap more deeply inside of her. The nerves throughout her body sizzled and burned with explosive fury as he opened her and reignited her with each clever stroke of his tongue. The blindingfever of her ecstasy had returned with full force as Hector relentlessly tantalized and teased her magical place.

“Hector, please,” she begged, writhing desperately in his strong grasp.

He pulled back slightly and smoothly slid his finger into her.

“Oh!”

Hector grinned and hummed softly as he inserted a second finger into her. He slowly and sensually stroked along her inner chamber, bringing Juliet even closer to the edge of reason.

“You have no idea how long I have wanted to do this…” he told her, still slowly thrusting his fingers in and out of her. “How many times I have dreamt of having you submit to me like this.”

With a final rough thrust of his fingers, Juliet clenched the sheets and exploded with rapture as every part of her sizzled and quaked.

“Although my dreams pale in comparison to the real event, I was right about one thing,” he said, rising to his feet and pulling his shirt over his head.

He carefully drew her up by her shoulders and pulled her into a deep kiss, sharing the taste of her that lingered on his tongue as one of his hands ripped the ties from her corset and freed her.Hector held her breasts and circled their tight, pink buds with his thumbs and coaxed breathy moans from her parted lips.

“You are just as lovely as I knew you would be.”

She sighed as he kissed her again and then positioned her onto her hands and knees. He adjusted her slightly, so her back was low, and her hips were higher. Juliet shivered with unbridled longing as his hands caressed her curves, cupped her voluptuous breasts, and coursed gently down her back, branding her with his touch.

“Perhaps I should have taken you more seriously when you told me to find you when I wanted you,” he grumbled, leaning over her to leave kisses on her shoulders and along the nape of her neck.

“You should have. I do not know why you…”

Her retort was cut short by a half scream as he sunk his teeth into the juncture between her neck and shoulder. The pain released a wave of pleasure that shook her to her core.

“Oh, darling, I thought I had warned you about your tone,” Hector tutted in disapproval as he stood up and undid the openings of his breeches.

Juliet had barely recovered as he braced one hand firmly on her hip and warned, “Take a deep breath, my darling. This might hurt a little.”

CHAPTER 24

She did as he had asked, overtly familiar with the consequences of disobeying him. Juliet gasped as a foreign thickness suddenly slid into the entrance of her womanhood. Hector slowly pushed his hot and throbbing member inside of her waiting chamber. She pressed her face into the pillow and tried to adjust to the uncomfortable sensation.

The strangeness faded quickly, and she adjusted to her husband’s thickness. Hector remained still and drew soothing circles on her skin with his thumb and waited for her.

“I…I am all right,” she said gently.

He pressed a kiss on her back and withdrew the full length of his erect shaft, leaving only the tip between her wet folds. With a moan, Hector thrust his manhood into her waiting warmth.

Juliet felt her maidenhood break, and she cried out his name as he filled her, her hands finding purchase on the sheets as heset a rhythm, rocking back and forth, each thrust drawing more groans and gasps from her lips.

Juliet was propelled into a sensual frenzy as his rigid shaft entered her again and again. The air was filled with sounds of their heavy breathing and the scent of their arousal. The collisions between their sweat-slicked bodies reverberated throughout the bedroom and echoed in Juliet’s ears.