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She gasped and her hips squirmed in his lap.

"Be still, wife." He told her.

"I cannot." She admitted.

He chuckled and kissed her again, pulling her hips to his.

"I know." He said against her neck.

He lowered her back onto the bed and kissed his way down her body. When his hot mouth closed over her nipple, she gasped and shot off the bed.

"Be still, wife."

"Your grace." She begged.

He didn't stop but increased the suction on her nipple, nipping her and then laving her with his tongue. The combined sensation had her writhing off the bed but he stilled her with a hand.

"Your grace." She moaned again, digging her hand into his hair.

She couldn't even marvel at the softness because he moved to the other breast, the other hand squeezing her firmly.

"Your grace."

He nipped her one last time and moved down her body till he neared her secret place.

"What are you..." She asked trying to sit up.

"I want to show you something new." He smiled, sniffing her deeply. "Your desire smells divine. I cannot wait to drink of your nectar."

Victoria reddened deeply and still tried to pull away from him. None of the books she had read had mentioned anything of the sort.

"I don't know what..."

"Lay back and trust me."

His eyes looked like they were laughing at her but he didn't push her. Instead, he patiently waited for her to relax, placing small kisses on her abdomen.

She remembered the conversation they'd had in that dark room when he could have taken advantage of her. He had instead stopped and walked away. She looked at him again and nodded, relaxing against the bed.

She felt him smile against her skin, his hot breath against her woman. She felt herself tense but the remembered to relax.

He kissed her once and then twice and then groaning against her, laved her in one long stroke that had her squirming. His tongue was hot and wet against her and when she felt his tongue slide into her, her hips moved of their own accord against his mouth.

When he bit slightly on the throbbing core of her, she screamed out her pleasure, gripping his hair in her hands.

He groaned against her, applying suction to the throbbing nub at a pace that winded her. It was altogether too much that no sounds could come out of her.

"You taste better than anything I could have imagined." He groaned against her as he licked her again in one long stroke. "Damn."

She bit her lip as he groaned again. He made her feel like he was actually enjoying the attention he was paying to her.

Soon her body began to buck as she felt her entire body light up.

"Your grace." She begged not knowing what she begged for but knowing it was only he who could give it to her. "Please."

He didn't speak but moved a finger to her entrance, sliding it in slowly and then increasing the pace.

The world grew in color and fell apart in a colorful stream that she wasn't sure she could survive and when it was over, she lay back trying to remember her name and where she was.