by Sahara Kelly
He sighed. “Here’s my suggestion.”
Gilles and Guy straightened slightly at his words.
“If I read you all aright, there is some more affection here than just the desire to defend the weak and right an injustice. Am I correct?”
“Yes, my Lord.” Guy’s answer snapped out first, but Gilles’ was right behind.
“Completely, my Lord.”
“Very well. Sir Guy Northbridge. You have performed admirably in my service, and I have been proud to ride beside you and call you friend. Will you accept the domain of Maltby Abbey upon such time as Sir Dunstan departs this earth, guarding it with your life, and protecting it, ensuring that it continues to grow and offer tribute to your King? Oh, and Mistress Mechele comes along with it, of course…”
He chuckled as he saw the man’s customary harsh features fall into stunned lines. But he did not wait for a reply, simply turned his head.
“Sir Gilles deSoleil. The time we have spent together has reassured me that you too are a worthy and honourable Knight, one whom I also cherish the right to call friend. Will you accept the domain of Lymington, guarding it with your life, protecting not only its lands, but those of its surrounding estates, and making a fair reporting of its tributes to your King? Oh, and since you’ll need a good woman beside you, I’ll toss in Mistress Linnet for good measure…”
Benstede could no longer keep his chuckle hidden as Gilles’ face blanked and his jaw dropped.
Both women looked stunned, shocked and excited all at once.
“We will, my Lord,” answered the Knights Elemental as one.
“Ladies? Do you find this plan tenable? Will you wed these poor lads and save them from a life wasted in loneliness and hardship?” he teased.
Linnet snorted, and Mechele giggled.
“Gladly, my Lord,” came the simultaneous answer from two sets of lips.
“Well then, I think ‘tis a good day’s work we’ve done here. Now run along, all of you. I have accounts to review and a bloody great mess to clean up.” He crossed to the door behind the four as they headed from the room.
His bellow followed them down the long hall. “Someone get me some food, will you?”
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A s’ennight Later—Maltby Abbey
A soft sound punctuated the darkness in the chamber of Sir Guy Northbridge and the new Lady Northbridge.
It resembled a moan, and in fact, was caused by Guy, who was sliding his cock gently in and out of his wife’s silken sheath.
They’d loved hard and fast, and now it was time for him to simply stroke her to her peak once more, letting the touch of his lips and hands bring her again to the brink of oblivion.
And himself as well, come to think of it.
“Ah my wife…” he whispered, more to hear the sound of the words than anything else.
“Yesssss, husband,” she cried, as her legs tightened around his waist and her breath began to leave her lips in short quick puffs. “Oh yesss…”
His cock slammed into her now, his balls hitting her body with each stroke and his hands pulling her hips to align her even closer.
She was hot, wet, and fit him like a glove.
He was truly in heaven.
It took no more than seconds for them both to once again reach their release, and Guy cried out as his seed spurted from him and filled his wife’s body, and, he hoped, her womb.
To give Mechele his child, to raise their family together—such a miracle it would be.
His heart glowed as bright as the sun as he collapsed over the prostrate body of the woman who had stolen his heart.
At the same moment, at Northbridge House…
Lady Linnet duSoleil sat astride her new husband and thought that nothing could equal the magnificent feeling of his cock buried deep within her, and his hands playing with her breasts and her mound.
She moaned and arched her back, giving him access to her body, and probably her soul too.
She knew he’d take good care of both.
His hips were moving now, and she met his gaze, blue eyes striking sparks from her brown ones as he neared his release.
She rode him hard, knowing that he could take all she could give, and more. They’d loved slowly and gently at first, but now was the time to let go, and allow their heat to burn them both.
She shuddered and pushed down, eagerly meeting his hard cock as it thrust up inside her. She could swear that she felt him at her womb.
“Now, Gilles, now…” she screamed, heedless of the rest of the household. The room rang with her cries and her husband obeyed her without a murmur.
He buried himself to the hilt, deeper and deeper, and then shouted aloud as his cock pumped her full.
She forced herself as far as she could onto his body, feeling her inner muscles tightening and pulling his seed from him and up into her very soul.
She wanted his child. To bear him fine sons and daughters and make the house ring with their laughter.
Saints, never had a woman loved a man more. Her sunny husband had warmed her cool heart and brought light into places she’d not known were dark.
Until he’d touched her.
Together they collapsed, sweaty, sticky, panting and happy.
Northbridge House fell silent at last.
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And so the North Wind blew on the delicately swollen and moist tissues of his beloved wife and made her shiver—not with cold but with desire.
And the Sun shone on his beloved wife, warming her heart and melting her into the passionate woman she’d suppressed for so long.
The estate of Northbridge, as it was now known, eventually merged with that of Maltby, and to this day the little village of Northbridge-Maltby thrives amidst green fields and quiet forests.
Its oldest churchyard boasts a pair of matching gravestones, side by side. The inscription on each is identical, and is often wondered at by tourists who find themselves with time to spare in this enchanting hamlet.
“Here Lie Two Brave Knights
And their loves.
They Brought Fresh Winds,
Sunshine, and Joy.
They will always be with us.”
And in truth, they always are. For a little way down the street from the ancient graveyard is a pub with a very unusual name, where cool drinks are served and warm conversation enjoyed.
The sign swinging above the door displays a painting of crossed swords above the words…The Knights Elemental.
About the Author
Sahara Kelly is always happy to explain to editors that her spelling errors aren’t really errors, since she was born and raised in England, where an extra “u” is quite in order. She likes to think it adds colour to her writing. Sadly, it’s not a widely held belief in the United States, so she’d like you to know she still retains a lot from her English childhood even though you won’t see much of it in her spelling.
Arriving in America with her almost-complete collection of Leslie Charteris’ Saint novels and a passion for Monty Python, Sahara’s new life eventually expanded to include a husband, offspring, citizenship, and a certain amount of acclimation to her new surroundings. (She still cherishes that extra “u” though.)
After more than two decades of writing, Sahara is now enjoying the greater freedom offered to authors by the rapidly expanding self-publishing scene and looking forward to many more such experiences. Being freed of restraints has opened doors—for Sahara and many other writers. There are now no impediments; no obstructions barring the path from writer to reader. Which is, in many ways, exactly as originally intended when that first storyteller sat on a rock outside her cave, tugged her bearskin around her shoulders and smiled at her kids across the open fire with the words “Once upon a time...” (or however it sounded several million years ago.)
To find out more about Sahara Kelly and her writing, please drop by her website and visit her at:
Sahara Kelly (Website – http://www.saharakelly.com)
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p; This is where Sahara shares none of the intimate details of her life, but will present you with a list of books she'd like you to buy so that she can go do research on a beach in Aruba and be pampered with massages accompanied by drinks with umbrellas in them. She’ll send you a postcard. Thank you.
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Also By Sahara Kelly
(*- co-written with S.L. Carpenter)
Mistletoe Masquerade
A Ridlington Christmas Novella
The Landlocked Baron
Book 1 in the Pearls of Baron Ridlington series
St. Simon’s Sin
Book 2 in the Pearls of Baron Ridlington series
Word of a Lady
Book 3 in the Pearls of Baron Ridlington series
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The Mistletoe Marquess
Outrageous Ladies
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The Gypsy Gentlemen Series
Honor and Secrets
Control and Compassion
Endings and Beginnings
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Oh My Laird!
Deverell’s Obsession
The Fifth Wife
Julia and the Devil
Discreet Madness
The Viscount and the Witch
Feels So Right*
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Whole Lotta Love Series
Love in the Cards*
Love on the Road*
Love Under the Lights*
A Whole Lotta Love* (the boxed set)
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Happy Endings*
With a Little Help from my Friends (with Ciana Stone)
Letting Off Steam
Winding Her Up
Stripping Her Gears
My Renaissance Romance
Hired Help*
Open House
So Into You*
Faerieland needs YOU
My Wish
My Prize
My Hero
Showing Off*
And many more…
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Several of the above titles were co-written with friend and writing partner S.L. Carpenter. Together, they have a dozen or so books available, each featuring their trademark touches of humour and heat. Their most recent releases are a contemporary romance - a bundle of their very first three books now available together – Feels So Right, a collection of strange fairy tales – Happy Endings - and the Whole Lotta Love series.
These, and a whole bunch of Sahara Kelly’s other books, can be found online for your eReader or your reader app. Quite a few are also in print. No excuses, people. You can add her stories to your bookshelves physically or digitally. Go get ‘em.
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Sahara would like to mention that she and S.L. Carpenter co-own a small business, and have been up and running for five years. They have blended another of their shared passions — art — and formed an online graphics business focusing on the complicated world of writers. If you’re interested in seeing what they get up to when they’re not writing something twistedly hot and sexy, they’d like to invite you to come visit their company at the link below and check out some of the amazing cover art currently being created by S.L. Carpenter. They’re certainly never bored…
P and N Graphics, LLC
www.pandngraphics.com
Happy Reading…