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.He lifted her skirts out of the way.The feel of his hand caressing her bottom made her wiggle her hips.“You appreciated my fingers in you before.Ride them again.”His fingers teased her opening.She waited until he’d eased his index finger in just a short length.Slowly sinking back on his digit, she moaned.As she pulled forward, he slipped another finger into her.Before she knew what she was doing, she was rocking back and forth on his fingers.She gritted her teeth to keep from begging him to finish the game they’d played for a good part of the afternoon.Oh, my.Oh, my.She pushed back harder, pulled forward quicker, until she was nearly at the breaking point.“Look outside.”Forcing her eyes open, she watched the snow swirl.The curl of passion weighing heavily in her belly built.She panted against her raging heartbeat.The twinges from before were twice as strong now.Please.She wanted to cry.Please.“Remember, you can’t climax until I say so.”She gripped the handles tighter when he removed his fingers from her drenched pussy.Wanting to tell him, ‘don’t stop’, she whimpered.His hand slapped her butt.She sucked in a sharp gasp.“Do you want my cock, slave?”“Aye, Master.”“Say it, slave.”“I want your cock, my Master.”Before she could blink he slammed his erection into her.Filled to the hilt, she gritted her teeth.Breathe.Breathe.Breathe.He was huge.He growled “Don’t say a word.”She nodded.His hands spread her butt cheeks wide and his fingers dug into the delicate flesh of her hips.The warmth radiating off his chest warmed her back when he leaned down.“I can’t wait for us to be at our home and I can fuck your arse,” he whispered.Tremors tripped up her thighs.He started to thrust.She shivered.His plunges came fast.All the way in, nearly all the way out until she was ready to shatter.It took all her energy to keep from begging him to bring her satisfaction.“Come for me, my slave,” he rasped against the shell of her ear.He kissed her hair then straightened.With his hands on her hips, his thrusts turned rough.“Come for me—now.”She did.Contractions ripped from the top of her head to the tips of her toes.Gasping for air, she held onto the handles for dear life as he pummeled her pussy.And the contractions wouldn’t let go.On a growl, he pulled her back so he was fully imbedded.His hot seed drenched her core.Panting hard, Eliza rested her forehead against the screw.Her heart felt ready to beat out of her chest.Gratified that he wasn’t doing much better, his heavy breaths wafting her hair, she gasped when he eased his cock out of her.“That was phenomenal,” he muttered.He wrapped his arms around her.Held in his embrace, she nodded.Aye.Phenomenal.“We should straighten our appearances.My papa wants to leave soon.”“Over my dead body.” He slid out of her.His hands caressed her bottom before he righted her skirts.Spinning her around, he stared down at her.Embracing her, he studied her face.“Eliza, I won’t allow you to risk your life in this storm.”Worn out, she nodded.She no more relished going out in the storm than she wished to leave the comfort of his arms.Reveling in the heat radiating from his chest, she heaved a satisfied sigh.“He doesn’t want to be an imposition to your family.”“I understand.” He kissed the top of her head.“‘Tis nothing short of suicide to go out in this.”As if Mother Nature was trying to make his point the wind rattled the storefront windows.An icy breeze skittered over her face.She hugged him tight.“I’ll try to talk some sense into him.” She might as well talk to a brick wall.If her sire got a notion in his mind, he normally was steadfast to see it through.“Nay, I will speak with him.” He stepped away and fixed his clothing.“I already have a question to pose to him.”“You do?” Maybe she was fishing for confirmation William intended to ask for her hand in marriage or if he wanted to negotiate a formal courtship, she wasn’t sure.In truth, it made little difference.Unless, he doesn’t plan to ask either.Her mood deteriorated that fast.Tears stung at the corners of her eyes.“We leave for my home in Kent on the morrow or as soon as the roads are safe to travel.‘Twould serve us better for the details to be hashed out before then.”“We?” Stunned by his announcement, words failed her.One day? A few days? Perhaps a week? He’ll not have the time to attain a special license.Her throat worked hard to swallow the knot of worry clogging her breath.There won’t be time to post the banns.Her brain was frantic as she tried to grasp what was happening.Questions rolled through her mind.Are you asking me to elope? Oh, the horror of that.If that was his intent her reputation would be permanently marred and all hopes for Constance would be burned to ash.Are you asking me to live in sin? She laid her hand on her chest.“I can’t…you won’t…my papa would never…” Think.“Eliza, whatever it is you are trying to spit out, do so.”“A chaperone,” she whispered.He must expect Papa to provide a chaperone for me.She relaxed a little.Her great-aunt could act as a proper escort for her, though the woman was deaf as a door and about half-way blind.“Aye? My aunt, my mother’s sister, will perform the duty.” William sighed.“She lives quite close to me and would enjoy your company.” A smile quirked his lips.“Did you expect me to kidnap you, or something like that?”Relief gushed through her.She waved her hand in the air.“Nay.I’m just out of sorts.” Very, very out of sorts.“If I could have my pantaloons?”He chuckled.“Of course, though once you are wed and properly bedded, I doubt you will find much need for clothing.” Striding to where he’d stored her unmentionables, he retrieved them.He handed them to her.Only once did they get caught on her boot as she hurriedly slipped them on.“Why is that?” she asked absently as she adjusted the waist and tied the tapes.“Because I plan to keep you naked and in my bed.” He entered her personal space and brushed his knuckles down her cheek.“You’d like that, wouldn’t you, my slave?”Blushing, Eliza nodded.* * * *William leaned his shoulder against the doorframe to his room.For the most part, Daniel Dogood had seen reason.He’d agreed to wait at least another hour before considering leaving for the family’s house.“I’d also like to speak to you regarding your daughter.”“My daughter?” The wizened old man narrowed his eyes.“Did Constance offend you? Did she try to wheedle her way out of paying for that bit of nonsense she ordered?”“Nay, Sir, I meant your other daughter.”“Eliza?” The man physically relaxed.“What about her?”“I’d like to marry her, Sir.”“Why?”William had already prepared himself for a discussion on the level of the Great Inquisition.“Because I am in need of a wife, and she is in need of a husband.” ‘Tis as simple as that.Daniel gave him a little grin.“You don’t waste any time.Not that I blame you.Eliza isn’t a classic beauty but she has a lovely attitude.” Daniel turned his head and stared out the small window in William’s spartan room.“You know she was engaged.”“Aye, sir.”“Not that I necessarily approved of the match, but there was a glimmer of hope that they’d find peace given time and a steady hand.” Daniel appeared to want to say more about that.“Geoffrey Falston didn’t have the temperament to handle a lady like Eliza.For the most part, she’s kind and gentle, but she’s got a mind too.She can be opinionated, and ain’t afraid to speak her peace should she feel the need.” Daniel steered his gaze back to William’s face.“That’d be her mother coming through.”“I’d not destroy her spirit.”“Good.Good
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