Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 92771 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92771 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
“But rumors could have fueled Lord Torrance’s feelings toward Ryland, creating and building animosity,” Shade suggested.
“True enough,” Ena said and yawned.
Shade took the tankard from the woman. “You need to sleep. I will see you tomorrow.”
“I worry if Lord Torrance discovers what a skilled healer you are he will demand that you serve him,” Ena said as she settled herself comfortably in the bed.
Shade tucked the wool blanket around her. “Fear not, Ena, all will be well.” She hoped her words would find truth since she feared what The Monk would do if Lord Torrance made demands of his wife.
Quint entered the bedchamber to find his wife standing in front of the hearth, her head bent, staring at the flickering flames. He hadn’t gotten a chance to speak with her since leaving her at Ena’s cottage. He had spent time with Nug to discuss some things that needed to be done, and he also needed to see that things he had ordered done were finished. He stationed guards by the dungeon so that Witley or Monty could not speak with James. He refrained from hitting Witley again, though he gave him a warning, and he doubted he would even look Shade’s way now.
She had been in his thoughts the whole time. He missed her when she wasn’t near, missed her smile, the touch of her hand, the way she would drift into his arms, how she would lay her head on his chest, and how her soft hair would tickle his nose.
He went to her, easing against her slowly and running his hand down her arm in a loving caress. He nibbled softly at her neck when she leaned back against him and tipped her head to the side inviting his lips. He wrapped his arms around her locking her against him and continued to playfully nibble at her neck.
Shade relaxed in her husband’s arms, glad he held her locked against him or otherwise she might collapse, his nibbles sending such a delicious sensation through her and turning her body malleable.
“I have a need for you,” he whispered.
“Not as great as mine,” she said softly and wiggled her bottom against him until it settled on his hard shaft. “Though maybe you do.”
His hand slipped down to rub between her legs. “Then it is best I make sure you’re ready for me.”
Shade moaned, his touch, though through her garments, more than pleasurable.
Soon his hand found its way beneath her garment, and she spread her legs enough for his finger to find its way inside her.
“I’m ready,” she said on a grasping whisper.
“Not yet, wife. Tonightt, I enjoy every inch of you.”
“I won’t last.”
“Then I’ll bring you to climax again,” he whispered, his nibbles turning to bites of love along her neck.
His hand left her, and she moaned disappointed, but not for long. His hands deftly stripped her of everything she wore, then he rid himself of his garments. She soon was back in the same position, braced back against him. Only this time, his hand explored her breasts, squeezing and pinching gently while he returned to feast along her neck and shoulder, his swollen shaft poking at her from behind.
His hand once again returned to tease her between her legs and his other hand gripped beneath her chin and forced her head back to look at him. “Climax for me.”
Gooseflesh prickled her body, his voice tender but a command, nonetheless.
“Now, Shade, now,” he commanded, his touch working magic and his hard manhood pressing urgently against her.
She couldn’t resist. Her body and her passion surrendered, and she cried out as a wave of pleasure completely devoured her. She fell limp against him when suddenly she was scooped up into his arms and laid on the bed and he was inside her, his powerful thrusts bringing her to life once again.
She locked her hands on his muscled arms and held on as tight as she could, letting the mounting pleasure sweep her away until it exploded in blinding pleasure, and she called out his name at the same moment he let loose with a loud groan as he emptied his seed into her.
They soon were wrapped around each other, Quint drifting off to sleep and she rested her hand on her stomach to see if his seed had taken root. She felt nothing just as she did the few times she had tried before now. She was barren or past childbearing age. She should accept it and not worry over something she could not change.
You are all I need.
He loved her and that was all that mattered.
“So, is it true? Asher is on a mission for Lord Torrance and will not show up here until he completes it?” Nug asked after he settled at the table in the solar with Quint and Dru the next morning. “Or is it a ruse and he is on a far different mission for Lord Torrance? And one that should concern us.”