Seducing the Ruthless Rogue (36 page)

“For the love of…” he broke off and rested his forehead against hers, sweat beading his brow.
 
“You have to stop.
 
Do you ken?”

“No.”

“If you don’t stop, I’ll explode.”

“You’re exaggerating,” she scoffed.

“How much of those scientific texts did you read?”
 
When she did not answer, he groaned and brushed a soft kiss against her lips then moved towards her ear.
 
“There is a fluid inside me.”

“Your seed,” she said blushing.

“Yes,” he cleared his throat.
 
“As long as I don’t release it, and I stay excited, we can continue on with our activities.”

“But as soon as you release it?”

“No activities for a while.”

“How long is a while?”

“Depends.”

“Shall we see?”

“Bless your parents for being scientists.”

“Why do you say that?” she asked curiously.

“If I had to explain this to any other miss, the wedding night would be over and she would be under the bed brandishing a sword.”

“Lucky for you that you were caught in a compromising position with me, and you already know what I can do to you.
 
Besides night is a long ways off, and
I
am not the one brandishing a sword,” she whispered in his ear.

“Aye,” he groaned before slipping down the bed.
 
“Your hair is beautiful, fanned out like that.
 
Looks like spun silver.”
 
He dropped kisses along her neck and down her chest, up the slopes of her breasts.
 
He paid equal attention to each, laving first one peak, then the other.
 
As he captured one in his hand, plumping and squeezing, he took the other deep in his mouth and suckled fiercely.
 
Cassie’s back arched off the bed, pushing the plump piece of flesh further into the hot, moist cavern of his mouth.
 
She spread her arms out beside her, fisting the bedsheets.
 
When Mack switched, Cassie let out a soft sigh of pleasure.

Then he was leaving her breasts, causing her to whimper.
 
He placed kisses along each rib, then dipped his tongue into her navel.
 
He gave a flick and it caused an odd sensation within her.
 
She looked down and saw Mack look at her, a cocky smile on his handsome face.
 
Cassie watched and felt his hand press and glide down her stomach to that spot between her thighs.
 
She jumped when she felt his finger penetrate through the slit of her drawers into her nether lips.

“No,” she gasped.

“Yes,” he replied.
 
“This is all part of it.
 
This is me readying you to take me into your body.”

Cassie dropped back on the bed and stared at the ceiling, trying to ignore what he was doing to her down there.
 
“Umm, I usually do not wear drawers,” she said, breathing heavily as she felt his finger slowly enter her.

“Don’t say things like that,” he ordered.

“Why not?” she queried.
 
“Mama insisted it wasn’t healthy.”

“Bless your mother.”

She felt the silken drawers being pulled down her legs.
 
Instead of trying to cover herself, she raised up on her her forearms and looked at her husband as he pushed down his pants.
 
“Shall I remove my stockings and garters?”

“No,” he managed to get out.
 
“Cassie darlin’, I don’t think I can wait much longer.”

“Good, I should like to know what this is all about,” she said matter-of-factly.

Mack’s responding laugh turned into a groan.
 

“What are you doing?” Cassie demanded, wild-eyed, as Mack pulled her to the edge of the bed.

“I don’t think I can even crawl across the bed to you, you have me in such as state.
 
No one like you before.”

“And there best be no one like me, or anyone else for that matter, after.”

“I don’t think I can survive more than you.
 
Lock your legs about my waist.
 
There.
 
I don’t know if this will hurt or not.
 
I’ve never had a virgin,” he raised his hand, “nor will I ever again.”

“Do it,” she said, squinting her eyes, and bracing herself for whatever was to come.
 
When she felt him teasing her lips, her eyes flew open.
 
“What are you doing?”

“Relaxin’ you,” he responded.

“You said…”

“I know what I said, but there’s no reason you can’t enjoy it as much as possible.
 
After all, that is why people do it so much, regardless of what those old crones of the
ton
say.”
 
He continued to kiss her and then broke away to pay attention to her beautiful, honeyed globes once more.

Cassie felt the heat in her body rising once more.
 
This time, instead of fisting her hands in the sheets, she tangled them in Mack’s short hair.
 
She held him to her, afraid he would stop what he was doing, that he would take away her pleasure.
 
Cassie felt his lower body move away from hers slightly, then she felt something probing her entrance.
 
This was much larger than his finger, and for an moment, she panicked.
 
Then the strangest thing happened.
 
His hand moved down there and found something she had only secretly, accidentally, perhaps, explored on her own when taking baths.

Mack brushed that place with his finger and Cassie’s breath hitched.
 
She did let go of his hair at this point, her hands fluttered.
 
She grabbed Mack’s back, pulling him closer, forcing him to leave her breast and capture her mouth once more.
 
Cassie squirmed as Mack manipulated that area.
 
She promised herself to look it up in a scientific text later, now all she could do was feel.
 
She squirmed as he made her body feel things that were foreign.
 
She broke the kiss and fell back on the bed, gasping for breath.
 
Her body felt hot and sensitive to every touch.
 
The sheets at her back felt as if they were scraping her skin.

Cassie moved and felt something large and alien enter her body.
 
It stretched her.
 
Ever curious, she looked down and saw his member physically connected to her.
 
She looked up into his eyes, and tightened her legs, pulling him further into her.
 
They watched one another until he was fully sheathed within her.
 
She took a moment to consider how she felt.
 
She grinned as she realized she felt quite marvelous.
 
Cassie wiggled a bit and found she could take in just a little more of him.

“Are you all right?” Mack asked, his concerned face swimming in her vision.

“Of course.
 
Is that it?”

“Hardly.”
 

She watched as Mack reached over and grabbed a pillow before stuffing it beneath her hips and buttocks.
 
Cassie gasped at this new sensation.
 
This different angle took her breath away.
 
Then he did something very unexpected, he began to withdraw.
 
Just when she thought to protest his leaving her, he inched his way back in.
 
Slow and steady he moved, each withdrawal and each thrust glided along that place he had manipulated earlier.
 
Cassie felt something building within her, but he was moving too slowly for it to build.

“Hurry,” she ordered.

“What was that?”

“Hurry, you should hurry,” she encouraged.

“You think that’ll help?”

“I hope so.”

“What about this?”

She squeaked when he reached between them and pressed on those sensitive nerves that lay at her opening.
 
“Again.”
 
This time she groaned.

“I think its a good thing the window is shut,” he groaned in response.

“You talk too much,” she accused.

“Me?”

“Yes.
 
Just do…” she broke off with a moan as he shifted his hips in a new manner.
 
“Oh, my,” she cried.

“Are you close, Cassie darlin’?”

“To what?
 
I feel like I might fly.
 
I just need someone to push me off the cliff.”

“Yes, that’s it,” he coaxed before moving once more to her sensitive peak.
 
While suckling at her breast, he manipulated that area she had no name for, but soon would.
 
All the while he increased the speed of his thrusts until soon, Cassie could take no more.
 
She threw back her head and shouted her release to the ceiling, her legs locked tightly about him.
 
He ground against her, holding her mons tight to his to receive his seed, growling as he exploded inside of her.

Chapter 20

Cassie and Mack both lay with their legs hanging off the side of the bed, their hearts racing.
 
She still had a pillow beneath her hips and still wore her stockings are garters.
 
The room smelled of sweaty bodies and sexual musk.
 
The sun shone on them, warming them as the perspiration began to dry on their bodies.

“You’re so bloody beautiful,” Mack said.

“You don’t have to keep saying that,” Cassie panted.
 
“I’ve decided I enjoy the marriage bed, so no need to keep doling out compliments that aren’t true.”

“You are so bloody stubborn.”

“So that is what some women twitter about, and men think they can’t live without.”

“What?”

“Copulation.”

“Ach, sex.”

“That sounds so harsh.”

“Copulation sounds so scientific.
 
At least with sex there are emotions involved.”

“And what emotion did we just share, might I ask?”

“That, Cassie darlin’, would be lust,” he turned towards her.
 

“I don’t know that I would exactly classify that as an emotion.”
 

“Did your heart race?”

“Exertion.”

“Did you feel excited?”

“Perhaps.”

“Lust.”

Cassie crawled up on the bed, letting the pillow fall to the floor.
 
She began to push the garters and stockings down her leg.

“Allow me.”

“I thought you said it would be a while.”

“So I did.
 
I also said I didn’t know how long that would be as it is always different with each couple.
 
Besides, there are things you can still enjoy until I’m ready.”

“I believe once was enough.”

“Once is never enough,” Mack grinned wickedly as he slid down a garter and began to roll down a stocking.

***

Mack pulled on his robe.
 
The setting sun highlighted the gorgeous woman that still lay in the bed.
 
Cassie lay sprawled on her stomach, the sheet covering her legs and buttocks, leaving her back uncovered.
 
He felt himself stirring just looking at her.
 
He was not sure that he had convinced her how beautiful she was, but then he had the rest of their lives to prove it to her.
 
He turned and just reached the door when her voice, husky from sleep, wrapped itself around him.

“Where are you going?” Cassie lifted slightly, and turned her head to look at him.

“I thought I would see what type of food Bartlett left for us.”

“Excellent,” she dropped back to the mattress.
 
“Bring plenty.”

“Demanding, aren’t you?”

“I’m starving.
 
Someone has exhausted me.”

“Don’t lock the door behind me,” Mack warned, eyeing the broken lock, with a twist of his lips that looked nothing like a smile.

“Perhaps I should,” she bantered back.
 
“Look what happened last time I did.”
 

Mack approached the bed and laughed when Cassie flipped over and pulled the sheet up to her chin.
 

“Food,” she ordered and pointed towards the door.

“I need sustenance of another type before I can go prowl for food,” he approached the bed and kissed her lips.

“You’ll tire of me, you know.
 
Of this.
 
You’ll find someone attractive and biddable.”

“Attractive and biddable I might find.
 
The biddable part will even make her very tempting,” he ducked as the lone pillow on the bed flew past him.

“How dare you!”