by Sandra Heath
He laughed. “I knew, all right!”
“I wanted you so very much, and at first I didn’t even know what I was bringing about. It was very agreeable, however,” she added in a whisper.
“Just think, my darling, if ever we should be parted at night, you can summon me at will.”
“Only at night?” she inquired, widening her eyes innocently. “What if the mood should take me in the morning, or afternoon?”
“Do with me as you please, my darling,” he breathed.
“Make love to me again,” she whispered, for they had done so more than once already, but still she wanted more of him.
“Madam, you are insatiable.”
“I fear so. My lord, are you telling me you are too tired?”
He smiled. “What would you do if I said yes?”
She reached under the pillow, and drew out the anguinum. “You wouldn’t stand a chance, I fear.” she said teasingly.
“Have you no mercy?” He bent his head to kiss her nipple, drawing it slowly into his mouth.
She closed her eyes in delight. “No mercy at all.” She sighed, her hands roaming over his back and then down to his taut buttocks as he moved on top of her.
“Then it is as well you have no need of an anguinum to arouse me,” he replied, pushing deep into her. When he could push no more, he looked down into her eyes again. “What think you of your second marriage, my lady?”
“Oh, it compares very favorably indeed with my first.”
“I’m relieved to hear it, because I intend this to be the last of Marigold’s marriages.”
“And I intend it to be the only one of Rowan’s,” she replied, closing her eyes with pleasure as he began to make slow, delicious love to her.
She was faintly aware of two tiny bills tapping at the window as Robin and Jenny peeped in and then flew off again. She was also aware of the distant quack of a very individual mallard, but the sounds drifted into oblivion as ecstasy melted her entire being.
Copyright © 1999 by Sandra Heath
Originally published by Signet (ISBN 9780451196828)
Electronically published in 2016 by Belgrave House/Regency
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