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Relief had her laughing. Thank God she’d found a man who understood her so well, and who realized how much she loathed being an object of pity.
He wrapped his hands around her waist and lifted, helping her to straddle his hips. His erection nudged between her legs, sending a lovely jolt of sensation to her core.
“There is one stipulation to engaging in this position,” he said.
Ainsley wriggled, getting more comfortable. A gratifying moan rumbled from her husband’s throat.
“And that is?”
“You are not to go leaping or rolling off, as you did last time,” he said with mock sternness. “I don’t care if Angus and his entire pack of hounds come storming into the room. No more misplaced knees to the most delicate parts of my anatomy.”
Ainsley rocked a bit, enjoying the press of his erection against her aroused sex. “I promise. But I must point out that your anatomy currently feels anything but delicate.”
“No,” he rasped. “You’ve made me as hard as a standing stone.”
She started to chuckle at the silly description, but her amusement faded when Royal began kneading her breasts. He urged her to rock against him while he played with her tight nipples, and they pleasured each other for long, luxurious minutes. Soon Ainsley was shaking, poised on the verge of release.
“I don’t think I can wait much longer,” she gasped as she leaned forward to rub her breasts against the hard musculature of his chest.
“Nor I,” Royal growled. “Up on your knees, sweetheart.”
Since her legs were shaking, she was forced to brace her hands on his shoulders to push up. He slid a hand between them and unlaced his smalls, freeing his erection.
Ainsley glanced down, awestruck and slightly intimidated by the size of him.
Royal wrapped a hand around his shaft and pushed the tip against her sex, gently rubbing through her slick heat. She moaned, curling her fingers into his shoulders as the first spasms rippled out from her womb.
“Ready, love?” His voice was deep and rasping.
She nodded, rather astonished at how ready she was. Yes, she was nervous, and yes, she feared it would hurt. But she was done with being afraid. And as for the pain . . . well, that would eventually fade. And it was a small price to pay to make Royal happy.
“Look at me, bonny lass,” he rumbled.
They locked gazes as the head of his erection slipped into her tight entrance.
“If it hurts, tell me and I’ll stop.”
She clamped her hands on his cheeks and leaned over him. “If you stop, I’ll kill you.”
He choked out a laugh before moving his hands to her hips, holding her steady as he pushed farther into her.
Ainsley mentally braced against the pain. He was thick and incredibly hard, parting her in a slow, relentless slide. For a few seconds, she struggled to catch her breath. Her slick channel clamped around him, throbbing, as her body adapted to Royal inside of her.
And there was no pain. There was only him.
Amazed, she stared down at him. Royal stared back. His pupils were huge, and his cheekbones were flushed with heat. She could almost believe he’d been drugged.
“All right?” he gritted out.
She nodded.
“Can you say it?”
Ainsley took a deep breath and flexed her hips. Royal’s eyelids fluttered as he let out a groan.
“Better than all right,” she whispered, leaning down to kiss him.
He curled his hands around the back of her head, exploring her mouth with a thorough, determined passion. Then he gave a small thrust, and it was Ainsley’s turn to moan.
