Total pages in book: 207
Estimated words: 196971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 985(@200wpm)___ 788(@250wpm)___ 657(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 196971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 985(@200wpm)___ 788(@250wpm)___ 657(@300wpm)
His fingers clutching her hips, he yanked her towards him just as he shoved his cock into her as deep as he could.
"Master!"
And then she was cumming, and as soon as he felt the thick, creamy substance rush out, he moved rapidly, a quick, rough succession of thrusts——
Fuck.
His cock shot out its load inside of her, again and again and again until Mihail himself was almost without breath, his big, hard body shuddering at the way her pussy remained so tightly clamped around his cock. It was the longest and most powerful orgasm he had ever experienced, and for it to happen with an untutored innocent such as her...
Rhapsody was still busy catching her breath and trying to make sense of her thoughts. She had this rare urge to speak, but even as her lips parted, no words came out.
The marquis was still fully embedded inside of her, and his hot, sticky cum overflowing past her folds. The intimacy of what just happened had her completely overwhelmed, her heart fit to bursting with all the feelings crowding inside it.
Slowly, she looked up at him, only subconsciously aware of the way she was silently asking the marquis to help her understand what had just happened. And maybe it was the magic of heartkeeping at work again, maybe it was something else, but whatever it was, the marquis seemed to hear her silent plea—-
His head lowered, his lips brushing against hers, and for some reason that even she could not comprehend, his feather-soft kiss was exactly what she needed.
Her heartbeat eased, and her soul rested. His arms tightened around her, and she burrowed close.
"Sleep," her Master ordered gently.
And she did.
Lying next to his pet, the marquis remained awake and watched night turned into day, his thoughts disturbed by an ominous sense of premonition.
Tonight had greatly changed things, and for once, he found himself struggling with a question of honor. He had always known the difference between right and wrong, and that had not changed. But whereas he used to always do what was right as well...
Chapter Five
"Ihave come to a conclusion, milord," the marquis heard Rhapsody call out from the en-suite the next day.
He was seated on the bed, back against the headboard, and one leg propped up while he waited for his pet to return to his side. It was a drizzling Sunday morning, and outside his window, the shadowy outline of the Woods of the Wraiths was a grim reminder of the dangers the kingdom still faced. His whole life, the safety of Chalys and his duty as a vassal had always been foremost in his mind. But for once, he had made the decision to focus on his pleasures, and right now, the sole source of his enjoyment was a twenty-year-old girl who thought herself Not Normal.
Mihail and his pet had yet to leave his bedchamber since last night, and it was already the longest time he had spent with a woman. Even more surprising, he had yet to taste her for the second time. She had bled a lot last night, and he had wanted to give his pet enough time to heal. Such consideration suggested a concern towards her that was beyond what a Master would feel for his pet. This was heartkeeping territory—-
The sound of her bare feet padding over the floor had the marquis looking up, and his body clenched with arousal when he saw his pet walking towards him with her gently swaying hips. She was a stunningly sensual sight to behold, sable locks flowing down her back while his dress shirt, which was overly large for her, exposed an ample amount of her breasts and almost the entire length of her long, shapely legs.
As soon as she was close enough to reach, he yanked her down to him, and she tumbled onto his lap.
"Milord?"
Questioning eyes peered up at him. It was clear she was searching for a rational explanation behind his action, and Mihail allowed himself a slight smile. "Bed play," he murmured in explanation, knowing she would want one.
Rhapsody's confusion cleared. "I see."
Despite her lovely face remaining utterly blank, he could readily imagine the gears of her mind once again working overtime, with his pet assiduously filing this interaction for future reference.
Master making me fall for no reason = bed play.
The thought had the marquis overcome with the urge to laugh, but because he was not the type to do such a thing, he made a show of coughing instead.
His pet was instantly concerned. "Are you alright, Master?"
Mother of Hell, but he could easily jack off every time she called him that. Cupping her chin, he wordlessly pulled her close to plunder her mouth, and his pet, an apt pupil, right away wrapped her arms around his neck and eagerly kissed him back.