Page 38 of A Virgin for the Duke of Depravity (Ton’s Beasts #2)

She let out a small moan at the feel of his skin on her breasts. He slowly moved his mouth to her nipples, where his tongue swirled around the sensitive skin, hardening them and making her moan his name.

“That sound will never get old,” he laughed against her skin. “But you still have not listened. I said you must take your dress off.”

Obediently, Margaret rose from the settee and pushed the rest of the fabric over her hips so that the gown fell to the floor. Gracefully, she stepped out of the fabric and stood naked before him.

“I want you to feel what you do to me,” Leo murmured.

He tugged at the laces on his pants and freed himself so that she could see him fully for the first time. Margaret came to sit next to him, and he directed her hands to his manhood. He moved his hand over hers, showing her how to touch him, how to make him moan her name.

“Tell me what you want,” Leo rasped.

Margaret could feel how slick she was for him, how badly she wanted to feel him inside her. He reached down and stroked her bud with his fingers, moaning when he felt her slickness.

Part of her wanted to feel his mouth on her again, but she was ready to make love to him. She was ready to give herself to him, completely. She wanted to belong to him in a way that she had never belonged to anyone before. She trusted him with her body, and her heart, and she couldn’t wait anymore.

“It is time that I make you mine,” he growled against her skin.

Margaret pulled back from him and looked him in the eye. With a nod, she gave him permission to do what she had been so desperate for since the moment she heard his voice in her grandfather’s ballroom.

Leo pulled her on top of him, her legs straddling his hips. He reached between them and slowly guided himself into her, moaning at the feel of her around him. Margaret could not help but smile, knowing she could make him feel even a fraction of what she felt.

He moved her hips up and down on his cock while he kept his mouth on her breasts. She tossed her head back and felt her hair swing down her bare back, her teeth biting into her bottom lip. She did not want to let the sounds out for fear the girls would hear her on the other side of the door.

“Leo,” she whispered, lowering her mouth to his.

He reached down and circled her bud with his thumb as he kissed her passionately. Margaret felt the waves of pleasure roll through her from the crown of her head to the tips of her toes.

“Please,” she begged. “Please, whatever you do—don’t stop touching me like this.”

“Careful, wife. It sounds like you might come for me.”

Margaret could hear the smile in his voice and knew that he would honor her wish.

He stroked her faster and bucked his hips into hers, his breath coming faster to match her own. Margaret pulled back from him and looked him in the eyes. If she was going to climax, she wanted to look at him.

Let him see what it was like to make her his.

And then she fell over the edge. Her legs shook so violently that she was glad they were on the settee, that she did not have to stand until she was ready. No longer caring who heard, she cried out his name.

Leo continued to thrust into her until she felt him start to shake. He pulled her face to his and kissed her until their breathing returned to normal.

“Now, do you see what it is like to belong to me, wife?” Leo smirked, tying the laces on his pants. “I dare say that you quite enjoyed it.”

“If I were not worried about the girls finding us, I would never get dressed again,” she laughed. “But they have to come back to let us out. We have been in the library for hours.”

“Be careful what you wish for.”

He chuckled as he helped her pull the dress back up over her shoulders, fastening the buttons along the back. He was almost to the nape of her neck when they heard the girlish giggles.

“You don’t think they have been outside the door this whole time, do you?”

Margaret tried to remember how loud she had been. The last thing she wanted was for the girls to suspect what she and their uncle had been doing.

Leo shook his head. “They never stay too long after they pull a trick. Plus, wife, I would not embarrass you like that. I’ve been at war, remember? I can hear my enemies approaching from afar.”

“Did you just call those sweet little girls your ‘enemies’?” Margaret giggled as he kissed the back of her neck.

“I’ll have to consider them as such, since they stop me from making love to you again,” he murmured against her skin.

She took a deep breath, but she didn’t have time to reply.

The door rattled and clicked open just as Leo did the top button on her gown.

He took a step back from her, but it would not be enough for anyone to believe that they had simply been reading in the library.

After all, Margaret’s hair was loose around her shoulders, tangled and mussed where his hands had run through it.

“Have you two naughty girls had your fun?” Margaret asked with a laugh.

How could she be upset with them when they had managed to bring her and Leo together?

Perhaps they were smarter than she had thought.

Annie and Kitty tumbled into the library and clung to her skirts.

“Have you and Uncle made up?” Kitty asked shyly. She peeked from behind Margaret’s skirts, looking at her uncle.

“We have,” Leo said, smiling. “But that does not excuse the very naughty thing you two have done by locking us in here. You must never do that again, do you hear?”

“Does that mean that you will really be our aunt now?” Annie asked.

“Yes,” Margaret said, hugging the girl close to her. “You two are part of my family now. You will belong to me just as much as you belong to your uncle.”

“We are sorry for locking you in here,” Kitty blurted.

To her credit, she did look apologetic.

Her sincerity made Margaret laugh, and she scooped the girl up into her arms. “What do you say we go to the kitchen for some juice?”

“You girls head down to the kitchen. Aunt Margaret and I will be done soon. Tell the servants you want four glasses of juice in the front sitting room,” Leo instructed, and Margaret set Kitty down.

Leo grabbed Margaret by the wrist when she made to walk out of the room.

Annie and Kitty raced out of the room, their little feet pattering down the stone stairs.

“I just wanted to remind you that you are mine now,” Leo said, pulling Margaret close to him.

“How could I forget, dear husband?”

“There is one more thing that I want to say,” he added, refusing to let her go. “You have been brave enough to tell me how you feel. It is only fair that I tell you that I am in love with you, dear wife.”

Margaret rose on her tiptoes and pressed a kiss to his lips. Some situations did not need words, she found. A kiss could convey everything she wanted to say much faster.

“I do not know how you have done this, but you have completely undone me,” Leo murmured.

Margaret laughed, blushing.

“I dare say that won’t be the last time you come undone for me,” she teased.

He kissed her back enthusiastically, and the two of them left the library to meet the girls in the kitchen.

Yes, I could get used to this life.