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His hips slammed into hers, causing Clara to cry out at the impact, her body shoved up the mattress until her head bumped the headboard. Reaching up, she pressed her hands flat against the heavy wood to stop further injury. Hugh didn’t slow his rhythm in response, just kept a steady barrage of strong strokes that left her gasping for breath. And when he returned to her sensitive nipples…
Well, she just couldn’t take it anymore. Muscles tensing, her release cascaded through her body, waves and waves of pleasure crashing into her with no end in sight as Hugh grunted, a thumb lowering to circle her oversensitive clit to prolong the sensations.
“Hugh… I can’t…”
“You can. You’ll give me what I want because you want to please me. You’re my good girl. My sweet little lamb who will come when her wolf commands.” He draped her legs over his arms, changing the angle of his thrusts to hit a special spot inside that made her pant with need.
“Oh, god… What… Please…” Unintelligible pleas fell from her lips as another orgasm burst forth, and she shook with its force, somehow stronger than the last.
“One more, love. Give me one more, and this time take me with you.” Hugh’s demand came through heavy breaths, sweat dotting his skin, and Clara felt again the familiar ache building in her bones.
I need to please him. I want to pleasure him.
Clara clenched her pussy around him, remembering his reaction earlier, and he swore, his movements going off-kilter. “So, you’re not going to play fair, hmmm?” She did it again in response, and miraculously, he chuckled, a look of tenderness entering his hazy eyes. “No, you’re not. Because you’re a stubborn woman, aren’t you?”
With one final thrust, Hugh shouted out his release as her body followed his into oblivion, and Clara almost wished she could feel that jet of seed filling her up like it did her mouth earlier. But that was one wish she couldn’t afford to come true—the threat of pregnancy. She didn’t want children—not now, not ever. She’d had enough of caring for others to last her a lifetime, even if it did make her a selfish person.
Hugh collapsed atop her, crushing her beneath his weight but she didn’t mind, rather enjoying the comforting security his large body gave blanketing hers. Closing her eyes, Clara sighed, exhausted. He hadn’t lied about testing her limits. She felt as weak as a kitten yet satisfied. Like the cat that got the cream.
“Rest now, little lamb,” Hugh whispered in her hair. “Your wolf stands guard over you.” He stroked her hair, and she marveled at the change from brutal possessor to tender lover.
The two sides of the Earl of Covington.
And she yearned to discover more.
***
“If you could visit any place in the world, where would you go?” Clara asked as she and Hugh lazed about in bed after another bout of lovemaking the next afternoon. She liked to tease him about his age, but time and again, he proved how his experience was an asset, not a liability. Hugh drew out pleasure like honey from a jar, a slow and sweet ascent to satisfaction, until her body trembled from each delicious peak he bestowed upon her. Only then would he possess her completely—thrusting his cock deep and forcing her to join him in one final release.
“I haven’t a clue,” Hugh admitted, the fingertips of his hand skimming down her naked back. “Years ago, Louisa and I took the girls to Paris, but travel hasn’t been a priority outside of raising the girls. Even my tour of the Continent was canceled due to the circumstances between Louisa and I.”
This was the first time he’d mentioned them in their secluded bubble, and Clara almost regretted asking the question. While she cared for Sarah and Mary, they didn’t belong in this moment. Guilt for keeping this secret from them might rear its head once she returned home, but until then, she only wanted to focus on making happy memories.
“I’ve wondered what it’d be like to see Tuscany or Madrid. Somewhere sunny and warm.” After years of being cooped up in her dreary familial home, exploring an area full of sunshine appealed to her on a soul-deep level.
“Warm and sunny…” A low rumble of approval vibrated beneath Clara’s cheek. “Sounds divine. Shall we plan our imaginary agenda? My vote goes toward you lounging nude on a divan under the Italian sky.”
If only it didn’t have to be imaginary…
“As long as I’m not the only one required to eschew clothing,” she quipped, nipping at his corded neck. Strength imbued every inch of Hugh’s body, but he never used it against her—choosing to shower her with tenderness, exacting his will through coaxing rather than brute force.
“Of course not. I must always be prepared to satisfy my little lamb.” A pinch of retribution stung her bottom before he rubbed it away, his fingers drifting between her legs to toy with the curls shielding her sex. “Because you’re an insatiable little minx, aren’t you?”
“You are entirely to blame.”
“Not T.L. Kenny?”
Clara braced her elbows on his chest, so she could meet Hugh’s mischievous gaze. “Their books sparked the flame, but you’re the one who fanned it into an uncontrollable blaze. One you stoke for hours on end at times.” The previous evening’s activities flitted through her mind—Hugh’s mouth trading off with his fingers to bring her to multiple peaks of ecstasy.
"I need to prolong your pleasure as long as possible since I'm not as young as I used to be. Unfortunately, it takes more time to recover these days."
"That wasn’t a complaint. I much prefer quality over quantity."
He choked back a laugh. "You're good for my ego."
"And you're good for my pussy." It felt liberating to use the crude language he’d taught her. Made her feel more like a sensual lover up to his standards and less the inexperienced virgin she’d arrived as—not that he seemed to mind either way. Hugh seemed enamored with everything about her, from her plump body to her preferred reading material.
This time a chuckle burst forth without restraint. "I can't believe you said that, bold as brass. Your parents aren't likely to believe you went on a trip to Bath once you return with this mouth on you." He tenderly traced her lips, and she shivered at the reverence in his touch.
