Chapter Twelve #2
He pointed to the floor before him pleased when she obediently knelt. He said nothing, merely watched her. He yanked off his tunic and folded his arms. She looked up at him. The anger in her stare only made him harder. He chuckled, laying his hand on her cheek.
"You please me, wife."
Surprise flitted across her face. "Then you believe me?"
He shook his head. "I still don't know what to believe."
"Surely by now, you realize I've done nothing against England."
He shrugged. "No matter. Remove my hose."
"Nay, you cannot think what those rebels said is true!"
"Stop talking, and obey."
"But –"
He moved his hand to cover her mouth. "I had hoped not to have to bind and gag you tonight, but I will if you force me. Obey the order."
Instead, he felt the sharp bite of her teeth. He yanked his hand away.
"So be it."
He reached down and grabbed her arm, hauling her up and against him. With quick movements, he turned her, then bent and pulled the sash free of her gown. He wrapped it quickly around her wrists, securing her. Soon, she knelt before him once more and he tugged at his hose, freeing his aching cock.
"I only have one use for your mouth tonight."
Tears glimmered in her eyes and for a moment, he found himself tempted to release her.
Until he recognized the fury also glinting in her shimmering violet gaze.
He gave a grim smile, even knowing that after tonight, if she revealed nothing more, he would declare her innocent.
But he couldn't share his intentions just yet.
If the slightest chance remained she had indeed fed the rebels information, he had to see it through.
On the morrow, he and Edward would observe the brother.
In the meantime, he would take great pleasure in her fiery emotions.
"Do as you're told."
Hesitation accompanied a narrowing of her eyes, yet, she sucked in a deep breath and leaned forward. With her arms secured behind her, her balance was precarious, so he stepped closer and placed a hand on her shoulder to steady her.
The first tentative swipe of her tongue along the head of his dick nearly had him coming already.
He gritted his teeth, savoring the hesitant way she explored him.
When her lips opened to enclose the tip of his cock, his knees nearly buckled.
He braced himself, sliding his other hand into her dark locks, holding her in place, surging into her sweet mouth.
Her inflamed gaze moved to his and he nearly lost himself then. Somehow, he regained control, once more entranced by the movements of her lips and tongue. He held back as long as he could, but she sucked greedily on his aching flesh and he was no match for her innocent instinct.
With a roar, his fingers tightened on her head and he exploded into her mouth. Through it all, she held his stare, swallowing every drop of his seed. When she drew away, she licked her lips and it was almost enough to send Royce to his knees beside her.
Once he regained control, he pointed to the bed. "Lay yourself down at the end and present your arse for me."
The sorrow in her eyes almost undid his determination to punish her until she begged for him to stop. He folded his arms and fixed a fierce glare on her.
Slowly, and with much difficulty, she rose to her feet then made her way to the bed. As instructed, she laid her upper body on the mattress, her arse fully exposed. With his foot, he kicked her legs wider apart, the sound of her startled gasp sending fire to his cock.
He stroked her flesh, savoring the way she quivered under the touch.
Slowly, he let his fingers roam over her, pushing her legs still wider as he slipped his thumb between the groove of her cheeks.
He found her tiny hole and pressed lightly against it.
She stiffened and tried to rise. He used his free hand in the small of her back to hold her down.
"Nay! My lord, please no!"
"Silence!" He lightly circled her hole and soon, her resistance faded. Her hips wiggled in the most delightful way, her flesh clenching at the teasing touch. He continued for a few more moments, until pleading gasps escaped her.
Without warning, he raised his hand and brought it down hard on her arse.
She squealed and again fought against his hold, but she was no match for his strength.
He struck again and again, relishing the way her skin reddened and grew warm.
He paused to stroke her gently once more and a hitching sob echoed around him.
When she quieted, he once again spanked her, hard, over and over, until a hoarse shriek erupted.
He stopped, soothing her tender skin with a gentle caress.
Her arousal scented the air, hardening him further.
He slipped a finger along her pussy, pleased to find it soaked.
His seeking fingers gathered her moisture then once more he found her rear entrance.
She stiffened again, but soon calmed as he used his fingers, wet with her juices, to lubricate her.
With a couple of strokes on his hard cock, he moved into position behind her.
At the first feel of his cock near her bottom, she cried out and tried to move away, but he kept a tight grip on her bound wrists.
"Nay! Don't do this!"
"I will gag you if I must. Now be quiet. I am going to enjoy your pretty arse tonight and you will not refuse me."
A choking sound echoed in the chamber. A sob? His cock lurched between her fleshy cheeks. He moved slowly, pushing against her resisting muscles. Her entire body tensed.
"Relax and 'twill go much easier."
"My lord, please!" Her raspy voice held a tremor of fear.
He pushed harder, hearing her whine and plead, but not making sense of her words. Her tight muscles tried to repel him, but he gave one more shove and was inside, her tight passage clenching hard. Slowly, he continued to move deeper, but knew he would not last long.
Her high-pitched cries urged him on, and he moved gingerly within her. She shrieked, trying to squirm away, but the motion only impaled him deeper in her warmth. He used his free hand to stroke her back soothingly, glancing down at her tear-streaked face.
He stilled his movements. "Gillian, be calm. You will find pleasure in this if only you would obey."
"'Tis hard to be calm with your cock up my arse, you pig-headed oaf!"
He chuckled. "Very well, then."
He resumed his leisurely pace, enjoying each clench of her muscles.
He reached under her and found her clit, and tickled it.
Her moans took on a different sound then, hot and full of need.
He continued to torment her with the twin sensations, stroking in and out while he circled and flicked at her clit.
Her entire body trembled violently beneath him.
His head seemed to float far above his body, the pleasure running through him so intense it stole not only his breath, but his wits.
With every squeeze of her clit, Gillian's arse clenched nicely around him, the pleasure lunging higher.
She moaned and cried, and he thought she begged, but couldn't be sure.
The lust had hold of him and he didn't want to relinquish its fierce grip.
He stroked her sex, sliding two fingers up into her pussy while his thumb continued its teasing dance around her clit.
To his surprise, she actually pushed back toward him, driving his cock and fingers deeper inside.
Her harsh pants mingled with his. She continued to move with him, her voice and body urging him on.
No longer able to resist, his balls tightened, moments before his seed erupted with force.
Beneath him, his wife's body rippled and clenched, a keening wail coming from deep within her.
He continued to fuck her with his fingers, even as he pulled his softening dick from her body.
Another fierce trembling and sharp cry erupted and she came again on his hand, soaking him.
He eased away and rolled her to her back.
Holding her gaze, he lifted his hand and licked her juices from his fingers.
A shudder ran through her and she sucked in a deep breath, desire darkening her eyes to a deep purple, the color of the night sky just before the dawn.
His cock stirred once more, but he ignored it as he pulled her up.
He turned her and cut the sash holding her wrists together.
When she moved to face him, he pushed her back to the bed.
"We are not done yet."
She rolled, scooting away from him, but he read the eagerness in her gaze.
Her full lips, swollen with passion, curved into a sly smile.
He crawled up along her passion-slicked body, pinning her against the headboard, relishing the way her breasts rubbed against his chest with each of her shuddering breaths.
"You'll not escape me that easily, wife."
He lowered his head and took her mouth in a bruising kiss. Her arms wrapped tight around him and she opened her legs in invitation.