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He slid further inside her and then in one sharp thrust, he was inside her and she could swear she had not felt anything more painful.

She squirmed at the intrusion and he stilled her, moving out of her and in again, slower this time.

She hissed and clawed at his shoulder.

"Please." She begged.

The pain had faded and now she felt if he did not move, she would truly die. She felt well and truly filled now and she knew nothing else would ever come close to such an experience.

"Victoria." He groaned, thrusts coming faster.

She matched his thrusts and soon stars exploded behind her eyes and he followed soon after her, shouting out his pleasure.

He rolled off her and pulled her to his chest as they rested for their hearts to calm. Her hands caressed his chest and scars as his hands squeezed her shoulders and waist.

Soon their lips found each other’s again and he slid her atop him, entering her gently.

She gasped but asked him to teach her with her eyes and soon she was riding out her pleasure at a gentle pace he kept with his hands on her hips.

She had not known her body was capable of such pleasure or her hips could move so fluidly atop a mans but now she knew, she wondered just what else she could do and as she screamed out her pleasure again, she was looking to see just what she could do to evoke another shout of pleasure from him.

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When she awoke, they were almost late for the morning meal and she was startled to find Anthony already fully dressed.

"Why did not you wake me?" she asked sitting up, then remembering she was naked, hastily pulled the sheets to cover herself.

His eyes had shot down to her chest and then back to her eyes and the heat in his expression warmed her cheeks.

"You did not get enough sleep last night." He answered alluding to the fact that it wasn’t until the wee hours of the morning they had finally slept.

"I thank you for your consideration."

He nodded and then moved to the bed.

"I already asked your maid to run you a bath. I thought you might enjoy that before going down for breakfast."

She nodded and smiled at him which caused his ears to redden.

"will you wait with me?" she asked softly. "I would like to break my fast with you."

"You do not mind me being here while you bathe?" he asked.

She shook her head and when he shot her a mocking look, she braced herself and rose from the bed, making a show of trailing to the bath chamber.

She turned to give him a triumphant look but when she saw the tell-tale bulge in his breeches, she hurried to the bath.

She would not have minded him touching her again but she was still sore and his suggestion of a warm bath helped immensely.

When she finally emerged dressed, the bulge was gone but he gave her an appreciative glance which warmed her.

They descended the stairs to the dining room and met his mother already seated and while she answered her son warmly, she merely turned up her nose at Victoria’s greeting.

"It is not seemly for a woman to wake so late. It speaks of poor training."

"Mother." Anthony scolded. "It is my fault we’re late."

The woman sniffed and turned away.