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“Wolven,” she gasped.
“Come with me now, before I take you right here in the hallway for all to see.”
“You are wicked,” she said as they made their way down the stairs, practically taking them two at a time. She could hardly keep up with the beast.
And if this was a sign of things to come…
“I believe you just said that I was rude and you liked it.”
“You remember correctly.” Only a few couples remained on the dance floor, and there were some monsters gambling in the card room. “Rude, vulgar, and wicked, and I cannot wait to see what you plan to do to me in that garden.”
His only answer was a guttural sound, resonating in his throat, that was truly wolven.
The sun had risen, painting the sky with the most spectacular pinks, oranges, and purples.
“The garden looks so peaceful like this,” she said. The pathways were coated with a light mist that glowed in the light of the still-burning lanterns.
Wesley only had eyes for her. “Have you had a chance to enjoy the statues?”
“I have not. Master Bow brought all of the ladies on a tour of the house before I arrived.”
“I do say you are in for a treat.” He led her into the labyrinth of trees, flowering bushes, and shrubs. “It is very different from your garden at home.”
“My garden is not for show. I enjoyed growing vegetables and herbs, things that were useful, as much as I loved the things that are beautiful.”
“You will have your own garden at Bournehurst, if you choose.” He turned to her. “I can think of nothing more beautiful than you.”
“Wolven, you do not need to flatter me so, but I must say I like it.” Her cheeks flushed, and she pulled away from him playfully. As the sun rose in the sky, there was an urgency to their mission. Her time with her husband was not guaranteed.
If he was even her husband anymore. Not that it mattered. Her heart belonged to him.
“I hope to do many things you like.” He stopped in front of a statue of two figures engaged in a very scandalous activity.
As Phillipa looked closer, she realized it wasn’t two figures at all. It was three. A naked woman, seemingly floating on air, with two male partners. One with his face between her legs, and the other on her breast.
She couldn’t tear her eyes away from it.
“It is just one of many, my love.” Heat rolled off his body. “I shall have you inspect them all and you can let me know what pleases you most.”
“Wolven, this is wicked.”
He grinned. “You said that was what you wanted.”
It was on the tip of her tongue to say that she liked him wicked, but he was right. She did want this. She wanted to feel the ecstasy of this woman, forever immortalized in marble, as if it was her own. Her pussy pulsed in response.
“You will not have to say the words aloud, my love. I shall be able to smell your arousal.”
“Wesley.”
“Let’s enjoy all of them.” He put his hand on her back. “For you will not be able to miss my need.”
Her eyes inadvertently darted to his breeches. His cock strained against the fabric, threatening to burst through. There was no denying the size of the bulge. She swallowed hard, wondering if he could sense how much her mouth was watering as well.
They walked through the garden, taking in each statue. One more sensual than the last. “Are there any that you like, my love?”
“I like them all.” There was no way he wouldn’t be able to scent her desire. The inside of her legs were soaked with it. “Which ones do you like?”
“The first one is stunning.” His snout was against her neck, the heat of his body searing her through their clothes.
