Authors: Katherine Kingston
Daring Passion (3 page)
She opened herself for him. He rolled over her and rested
his knees between her legs. The tip of his cock nudged at her opening. He
looked down at her.
“Are you ready for this?” he asked. “’Tis not easy for a lady
her first time. I want not to hurt you, but it can’t be completely avoided.”
She brushed her fingers against his cheek, tucking back the
hair that fell across it. “I want to be your wife in all ways.”
His smile was reward enough for whatever pain she might
suffer. How could it be any worse than the spanking he’d administered? And that
had actually led to more pleasure.
His muscles bunched, then he pressed himself forward. Her
body offered some resistance, but he pushed harder, forcing his way through.
The barrier gave way. She gasped at the hot, burning pain.
He paused, watching her face, waiting for the fire to dim.
After a moment she adjusted to the intrusion. Seeing her relax, he began to
move, pushing forward and pulling back. It continued to hurt for a bit, but
then the burning faded. Without her actually willing it, her body began to move
with him, pushing up to meet his thrusts. He buried himself deeply inside her.
His face tensed into those lines that looked like pain but
were actually fierce pleasure. She thrilled to know she had the power to bring
him such joy. His breath came in great gasps as his thrusts came faster and
faster.
Something woke within her, a pulsing throb that began to
grow in response to his moving in and out. Its rhythm tried to match his, an
alternating tensing and relaxing, with the tensing getting deeper and harder
each time. She moaned and dug her fingers into his back as it grew.
After three hard thrusts, he suddenly paused at the top of
the next one, waiting for a long, long moment. His face pulled into the tight
lines that showed him all but overwhelmed with sensation. Then he plunged
again, pushing himself all the way into her. His cock stretched her, filled
her, and touched a special place deep in her quim that made her explode with a
pleasure too enormous to be contained. She screamed her joy as the tension
broke in both of them. He pressed hard into her and planted his seed deep
within. Their bodies bucked together in joint ecstasy. He let out a long groan
of fulfillment.
Pleasure rolled over her in another series of waves. She dug
her fingers into the flesh of his back, tugging her toward him, holding onto
him as the world rocked around her, then steadied. He collapsed on top of her,
though he kept most of his weight on his elbows. He kissed her and buried his
face in the soft skin of her neck. She smoothed his hair, rubbed down his back
and held his broad shoulders.
“My lord,” she murmured.
He lifted his head to look at her.
“I had no idea,” she said. “My sister said there could be
pleasure for a lady in it, but nothing she said made me realize it would be
like that.”
“Then the pain wasn’t too unbearable for you?” he asked.
“Nay, my lord. It was brief and sharp, but soon buried in
the other feelings.”
“Richard, please, when we’re private,” he said. “Anne.”
She loved the way her name sounded on his lips.
“Richard,” she said. It rolled strong and smooth off her
tongue.
“It will only get better,” he promised her. “The next time
there will be less pain.”
“You don’t plan to spank me each time we do this?” she
asked, daring to tease him.
“Would you have me do so?” he asked.
“Nay… But it did seem to add something after the pain faded
to a sting. It was…exciting.” That didn’t exactly convey how she’d felt about
it, but so many new and unexpected things had happened, she’d be some time
sorting them all out.
He watched her for a moment with an enigmatic smile that
promised many adventures yet to be undertaken. “I’ll remember,” he answered.
“Perhaps we can explore some other ways to give you a nice burn if it suits
you.”
“I know not… I’ll think on it,” she said. She barely got the
last word out through the tightness in her chest. The idea of how he might
provoke such sensations both excited and terrified her.
“There are many other things to try out that I think will
pleasure you,” he said.
“There can be more than that?” she asked.
“We have much exploring yet to do,” he said.
She sighed and tightened her hold on him. “My lor— Richard,
right now I feel so very fortunate.”
He ran a hand through her hair. “No more so than am I. Yet
we both took chances with our future perhaps we should not have.”
“What did you, Richard?”
He looked surprised. “I spanked you and thus risked earning
your anger and hatred. I’m grateful you accepted it with such grace, but I
feared it might not be so.”
“Then why did you? Surely your promise to my father could
have been fulfilled in some less…risky way.”
“Aye.” He sighed again. “But I was disappointed, too, and
felt you needed to learn a lesson.”
“What lesson, Richard?”
“You know not?”
“Nay.”
“Perhaps I’ll need spank you again to make it clear. I was
disappointed you didn’t trust me enough to allow that I could handle the
negotiations with your father and bring them to a satisfactory conclusion.”
“But how was I to know it would happen? All I saw and heard
led me to conclude the negotiations were not proceeding.”
“And therein lies the lesson you must learn. Things are not
always as they appear. In truth, your father and I were enjoying the game, and
building our alliance through friendship in the process. Your actions this
night have put that in jeopardy.”
“Oh.” Such a possibility had not occurred to her, yet now
that he mentioned it, she saw how it might be so. “I didn’t realize.”
Anne’s dismay must have shown on her face because he put his
hands on her cheeks and kissed her.
“’Tis not so terrible as that,” he said. “When your family
sees the difficulty you have in sitting tomorrow, they’ll know things have been
set right. It will go a long way to restoring the friendship.”
“Then I must let it be known?”
“I’ll not force it on you,” he said. “The choice is yours.”
“But it will help you if I do?”
“Aye,” he admitted.
“Then I shall request a pillow when I sit at table
tomorrow.”
His smile was beautiful to her. It set a fire burning deep
in her heart. This man she would love for all her days.
“I’ll make it up to you,” he said. “But first, I have
something for you.”
He sat up, reached over to the table beside the bed, found a
small chest, opened it and drew something out. “Your hand,” he requested.
Anne levered herself up as well and held out her hand. He
slid a ring onto her finger, a beautiful gold band, set with a series of gems
glittering red, green and blue. She drew in a sharp breath.
“It’s beautiful.”
“No more than you are,” he said. That hot look was back in
his eyes. The light from the torch shone off his sleek, dark hair and gleamed
on the sheen of sweat coating his magnificent chest.
“You are also, my Lord Richard,” she said.
“If it pleases you, then I’m glad it’s so.” He leaned over
toward her and whispered in her ear. “Now lie down and roll over. I have some
cream to put on your bottom to reduce the soreness.” He blew softly in her ear,
making her shiver with delight and anticipation.
“And a few more things I would show you about your body,” he
added. “I trust you weren’t planning on sleeping this night.”
I’m really very ordinary, you know, so it’s hard to know
what to say. I’m a mom and a grandma. I do laundry and clean house (well,
sometimes) and wash dishes like everyone else. I grew up in New York (the city,
that is) and moved to North Carolina some thirty years ago. I discovered books
early and buried myself in them as much as possible as a child and a teenager.
I still love sinking into a good book and getting swept away.
I’m an unabashed reader of genre books. I love mysteries,
romance, science fiction and fantasy. Horror, not so much. I wrote my first
short story at the age of ten, but I didn’t take up writing seriously until
many years later. I love the Medieval period and did a great deal of research
into it while in college, even though it wasn’t my field. That’s why my
historical erotic romances are set in that period.
I dream a lot, too, which makes writing the perfect vocation
for me. How else can you claim to be working when you’re sitting in an armchair
staring out the window?
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