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he never
wanted to leave this bed. He nuzzled his cheek against hers,
whispering in her ear, “Now that I have ruined you, is my work here
done, or may I make love to you again?”
    She slipped her hand between their bodies,
and wrapped her fingers around his hardening shaft. “I insist that
you do, Master Grey.”
    He groaned against her neck, and this time
let her move her hand gently up and down the length of him, letting
her rub her thumb occasionally over the tip of him. When he could
no longer bare not touching her, he slipped his own hand between
their bodies, finding her folds and slipping his fingers into them,
rubbing back and forth, flicking her pearl with his fingertips,
before he slid his fingers inside of her. She bent her head back
and moaned, but did not stop her touch on him.
    Grey arched his hips forward, his fingers
pumping in and out of her as he lowered his head and took her
nipple in his mouth, sucking on it, while his free hand kneaded her
other breast. She moaned again, and Grey almost lost control of his
restraint. He knocked her hand away, grasped his member and found
her damp sheath, pushing himself into her until he was buried to
the hilt.
    She gasped, his shaft feeling both wonderful
and painful in her raw, tight passage. He stopped moving inside
her, his muscles bulging as he held back. “Have I hurt you?”
    She shook her head rapidly from side to side.
“No. Do not stop. I need to feel you. I need you inside me. Grey,
please.”
    That was all he needed to hear before he
pulled his length out and then pushed it back into her, hard and
quick. He pulled himself free slowly, before once again thrusting
back into her quickly. Slow, quick, slow, quick. He kept up the
rhythm, torturing them both, their hips arching together.
    Saribella buried her head into the crook of
his neck and shoulders, biting any flesh within reach of her teeth.
It was almost too much to bear and she wanted him to stop yet she
desperately wanted him deeper inside of her. She felt as if she
were on fire, the heat from his body burning her. She gripped the
blankets tightly in her hands before she wrapped her arms around
him, her fingers now digging into his back.
    “Faster, please. Grey, faster,” she moaned,
her breath ragged.
    He needed little encouragement, quickening
his pace until his hips were slamming into her slender ones and
this time she did not even need his fingers to send her to
oblivion. Just the feel of him inside her sent her over the edge
and she screamed out in ecstasy. At that moment of her coming, the
door was flung open.
    The servant yelped in surprise, and Saribella
heard her mother’s voice. “Frances, what is it? Did you find
her?”
    Before Grey could even stop his body from
thrusting, he found his own release, just as Lady Greenley, along
with her handmaid, walked through the door into his room.
    “Saribella?” Her mother exclaimed, her hands
flying to her mouth in shock. “What have you done?”
    Grey kissed Saribella’s temple, whispering,
“Be strong, my little mage. You can do this.” He pulled away from
her then, his still-hard member slipping noisily from her damp
center. He could do little to hide his bare body from Lady Greenley
but he grabbed the sheet as he rolled onto his back, covering the
both of them.
    Shaking from both fear and ecstasy, Saribella
faced her mother, sitting upright on the bed, covering her breasts
with the sheet as she did so. “You would not listen to me, Mother.
I told you I did not want to marry Thomas, and now I cannot."
    Lady Greenley barked at the servant to leave
and the terrified girl left without a word, shutting the door
behind her. She turned back to her naked daughter. “You have ruined
yourself over that? You have ruined yourself to escape a life with
a good man. My stubborn daughter, did you stop to think how this
might make Thomas feel? That you were willing to do so much to end
your marriage to him?”
    Saribella blushed, but she lifted her