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Without needing to be told what to do, she wrapped her legs around his waist and he moved to a different chair, one with no arms, and sat down. His member pushed toward her center and her aching intensified. He kissed her lips passionately as his hands freed the pins from her hair. It tumbled down in a fiery mass and he gazed at her with awe in his blue eyes.

“It is as though I am seeing you for the first time, Jenny,” he whispered, taking a lock that had fallen over her breast between his fingers and twirling it.

But then need took over and his mouth closed over one nipple while his hand rolled the other one between his thumb and finger. Jenny was once more lifted off the earth. The more he gave her the more she wanted and there was no being satisfied until she had all of him.

His name on her lips was a plea. “I need you,” she gasped, digging her nails into his shoulders. Circling her waist with one arm, he lifted her and guided himself into her very slowly, his eyes staring deeply into hers. A twinge tensed her body and he drew her closer, concern creasing his face.

"No, Nicky," she said. "Don’t stop. Please."

Kissing her again, he resumed easing into her and the kiss took her attention away from the pain. When he was completely in, he guided her movements such that she rode him. It was thrilling and Jenny threw her head back, losing herself.

Nicholas growled and joined her thrusts with his own. Her pleasure mounted and peaked, so much so that she needed to hold him tight. Her release came like a tempest, crashing through her like waves. He followed shortly, clutching her tightly, almost squeezing the breath out of her but she loved every moment. She loved him.

They rested in each other’s arms for several minutes before he carried her back to the divan where she lay atop him with his arms about her. This was the best moment of her life and she didn’t want it to end. A lone tear trickled down her temple and onto his chest.

“That night you came to me in red,” he said, stroking her hair, “I wanted to have you in every way possible. I thought making love to you was the answer and I would miraculously find myself married only to you but it was selfish. It took every ounce of restraint I had to push you away.”

“That would not have been selfish. We both wanted it and it would have made our marriage real.”

“I couldn’t love you and leave you.”

“I don’t care about the consequences, Nicholas. You are my husband and I’d be damned if I let you slip away from me again.”

“Forgive me, Jenny.”

"It is done, Nicky.” She raised her head to smile at him. "You are mine now and you are stuck with me for good."

“I wouldn't have it any other way." He kissed her. “I was afraid you were going to walk away from me and our marriage when you found out.”

“In case you have not noticed, I rather like being a duchess.”

“Just a duchess?” He nuzzled her neck and she could feel him growing again against her belly.

“Yourduchess.” A contented sigh left his lips and he closed his eyes. After some time, he opened them, looking more serious.

“I have a friend in Versailles, Vicomte de Chauveau, and I have sent word to him about the marriage and asked him to aid me in investigating the authenticity of the document.”

Jenny sat up, brushing her hair from her face. “You doubt it?”

“Entirely. I cannot remember a thing about that night. I need more proof.”

“And what will you do with that proof?” she asked him. What he’d apprised her of just now gave her hope. She had no doubt of his love now and as long as he would fight, she would never give up.

“I am going to fight them,” he answered.

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