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“It’s so very…different from what I expected,” she said, running her hands up and down his shaft, fascinated to see it thicken yet further. “As a child, I once saw my cousins at play in the stream. They did not look like this.”
“Those were mere boys,” he said, his expression becoming somewhat pained as she ran a curious fingertip around the head of his manhood. “A grown man is very different from his childhood self, just as a woman is different from a girl. You did not always look thus.”
“No,” she admitted, smiling. “But the changes in me weren’t quite so…drastic.”
“Perhaps not to you, but to a man, there is an enormous difference. You are no girl, Victoria, but a young woman in the full bloom of her beauty.”
“You are beautiful, too,” she said, running light fingers over his chest. She paused to tangle them briefly in the sprinkle of russet curls there before journeying farther down. She molded his shape beneath her palms. Solid muscle and sinew lay just beneath the warm surface of his skin. How could he be so hot in this freezing room? It was as though a fire burned within him, radiating heat like yon hearth.
He stretched and she watched, mesmerized, as the cords of his calves and thighs stood out. Back at their country estate, she’d on occasion watched the blacksmith shaping iron, awed by his great strength. Julius was like that all over, only leaner, less bunchy.
Desire filled her again and, reaching out, she boldly guided his head to her breast.
He obliged her, drawing gently upon it, nipping and nibbling until she whimpered with pleasure. After only a moment of this exquisite torment, however, she pushed him away and down.
Grinning, he wedged himself between her thighs and dipped down to taste her again, teasing her most sensitive flesh with the lightest of touches.
At last, when she could take no more, she embedded her hands in his hair, demanding satisfaction.
He rose and guided himself to her slick entrance, but hesitated as the smooth, rounded tip of his cock pressed against her folds, parting her just a little.
The sensation was maddening.
“Victoria, there is still time to—”
She clutched him, wrapping her legs around his torso and pulling him down. With a sharp, lancing pain, her virgin’s barrier gave way before the force of his entry. She cried out, her entire body tensing.
He stilled, kissing away her tears, murmuring endearments into her ear. “It will never hurt like that again, my love. I promise you,” he swore. “If you wish to stop…”
She shook her head.
“Then I will move again only when you are ready.”
True to his word, he remained immobile, allowing her body to adjust to his invasion.
Such fullness. Victoria could feel every pulse of his throbbing shaf
t within her. As the discomfort slowly wore off, she experienced the urge to move.
Cautiously, she wriggled a little.
A stab of something like pleasant lightning flickered through her. She did it again, and another shock of warmth ran up her belly and down her legs, making her toes curl.
He let her take the reins, moving as she would. When she pulled him deeper, he growled with satisfaction as she fully embraced him.
Back and forth they rocked as one, the pace building, the tension mounting until, eyes wide, Victoria cried out as she climaxed for the first time in her life. Every nerve was flooded with ecstasy as pleasure radiated out from the place where they were joined.
He pressed harder, shifting slightly upward in time with each spasm and, incredibly, the convulsions within her intensified. Gasping, she closed her eyes and clutched at him, helpless against the tide. Her gasps as she peaked for a second time were drowned out by Julius’s shout of exultation as his seed burst into her in a hot rush.
Julius awoke with a groan but did not open his eyes. He didn’t wish to break the spell. He smiled, feeling the rise and fall of Victoria’s gentle breathing as she slept against his chest. Smiling softly, he stroked her hair.
She is mine. He would speak with her father immediately upon returning to Richmond Manor and obtain a special license tomorrow. He breathed deep, savoring the moment.
The soft settling of a log in the hearth roused him. There was a powerful chill in the air. He should get up and tend the fire. Reluctantly, he opened his eyes and looked at the hearth to see no more than the barest embers aglow.
He glanced at the door. The light coming in around the edges was tinged with red.
Sunset.
