Lord Greyton's Fall From Grace (Lords of Avalon Novella Series) (15 page)

“What is this, Owen?”

She lifted the lid to reveal a square cut emerald ring su
rrounded by tiny pearls
.
“Owen, i
t’s beautiful.” Tears stung Grace’s eyes
.

“It was my mother’s engagement ring, Grace
.
I wish it to be yours as well
.
I know you cannot wear it until we are properly engaged, but I want you to have it
.
I want you to know you have my heart now and always
.”

“Oh, Owen,” Grace cried out happily as she
placed
her arms around his neck, mak
ing
certain the ring stayed safely inside the box
.

Owen was surprised by the passion with which Grace kissed him
.
His arms snaked about her and he pulled her close, molding
the hardness of
his body against her softness
.

Grace brought her hands down and closed the lid on the ring box
.
“Can you keep this in your pocket, I’m afraid I shall lose it,” she whispered in a sultry tone.
He slipped the box into his pocket
.

Clearly his lady had other things on her mind
.
The thought excited Owen
.
His hands moved to her bottom and he pressed her against his hardening cock
.
He kissed her
hungrily
.
He allowed his hands to move up her torso to cup her lovely breasts
.

Grace clung to his lapels
.
“Owen, I want you to make love to
me before you go to Italy,
” she whispered as she kissed his throat.

Owen stiffened
.
He wanted to
.
Badly
.
“Grace, my dearest, I could leave you with child.”

“We shall b
e married as soon as you return.
I
f I am with child no one shall know before
you return
.”

“Grace, I want our first time to be comfortable, I can’t make love to you here in the wood.”

“I know, but you
can
come to me tonight, Owen
,
”
she posed.

He hardened
further
at the thought of spending the entire night making love to Grace
.
“Yes, my love
.
I will come to you tonight.”

F
iery passion
ignited between them and
flamed higher, burned stronger
as their kisses deepened
.
Th
eir
exploring
hands
grew bolder, their caresses more demanding
, more seductive
.

“Owen, I burn,
” Grace whispered, half out of her mind with need
.

His lady was passionate
.
He considered himself to be
a lucky man
.
He looked about and spied a large fairly flat rock
.
He backed Grace toward it
.
He spread out his cape over the rock
and lifted her up
.
He sat her upon it
.
He continued to kiss her as his hand moved to her hem and lifted her skirts enough for his hand to trail up her stocking covered leg
.
He continued on to the silkiness of her bare thigh and through the o
pening of her drawers
.
He found her gloriously
wet already
.
Owen groaned
as h
e slipped his fingers inside
her hot, slick core and massaged
her
.

“Owen, isn’t there any way we can both…can you not…oh you must think me horrible!” Grace blushed profusely.

“No, my love, I am very happy to find you are so passionate
.”
He continued to
stroke
her with his fingers. Lord his cock was fully engorged
.
He longed to slip inside her warmth.
Tonight
!
He could love her tonight.

When Grace’s hand moved to the fall of h
is trousers, he froze
. “Please, Owen
.
If
we do this
now, I shall not be nervous
the entire
day
.
We will have more time tonight
if we do this now.
” She unfastened his trousers and slid her hand inside
.

Feeling her fingers
close around his
cock almost pushed him over the edge
.
He allowed her to explore him with her hand for a time.
When she
began to
caress him
further
,
he plucked her hand from his trousers
.
He removed his hard, erect cock
.
It stood stif
f and rigid as it sprang free
from his trousers
.
Placing his hand beneath her buttocks he pulled her forward slightly
.
He moved his fingers to the sensitive nub between her thighs and teased her mercilessly
until she came apart
.
She sagg
ed against him
,
her head resting against his shoulder as she
gulp
ed in deep
breath
s
.
He leaned into her
and placed the head of his cock against her
opening
.

“You know
it will hurt at first, Grace?” h
e whispered as he slowly began to fill her. He eased her torso back
, his
arms
cradling
her to cushion her from the hardness of the stone
.
As he
laid
her down, still
holding
her
close against him,
he filled her inch by inch until he reached her barrier.
He looked into her
liquid
brown
eyes
.

Grace nodded
.
“Do it, Owen.”

He drew his hips back and plunged through the
thin
barrier
,
shudder
ing
with pleasure
when he
found himself
embedded
deeply
inside
her wet heat
.
“Grace, my love,
”
h
e whispered against her ear as
he
urge
d
her to wrap her legs about him
.
H
e began to move slowly inside her.

“Owen!”

He stopped
.
“Am I causing you pain, Grace?” he asked in concern, his voice thick.

“No, no pain
.
No pain, Owen, don’t stop
!
Don’t stop.”

He grinned
down at her
.
Owen
watched her fea
tures as he pleasured her. H
e slowly thrust in
and out
.
As she met him, began to move with him,
he
pushed deeper, moved a little faster, thrust a little harder.
His lady was beautiful
and so very p
assionate
!

He watched her every expression as he made tender love to her, ever aware his lady sat upon a hard stone.
Their pace increased. Grace
moved
with him, matching his
rhythm
.
She moaned and arched beneath him as she neared release again
.
His need was great.
He felt a spasm in his lower back
.
She was so tight, so hot and wet
.
Perspiration beaded upon his brow
.
He pushed deeper
.
He continued to cushion her with one arm
.
He moved the other hand to her clitoris
with the intention of making her come quickly
.

It
was
but
a few
seconds
until
Grace
moaned and
convulsed
with the power of her release
.
Owen
let go, giving in to the powerful explosion
that rocked his being
.
He rode the waves
of e
cstasy
.
H
e
inten
ded to pull out and spill his seed
on the rock
but he was deep inside her whe
n she shattered and he exploded,
pump
ing
his seed into her with long, deep strokes
.
Her sheath throbbed about him
.
He thrust deeply
twice more,
spilling more seed and groaning
in pleasure
as he did
.

He cradled Grace to him as they recovered
.
He placed soft kisses to her temple, her eyelids
,
and
her chin
.
He feathered his lips against hers as they clung to one another,
their breathing ragged,
both
sated but spent
.

“Grace, sweet, Grace,
”
he
murmured as he straightened and pulled out of her
.
H
e bent and kissed her lovingly then arms
still
about her, he drew
her
up to a sitting position
.

Owen
put his clothing back in order
.
Removing a handkerchief from his coat, he walked to the pool and
bent
down to wet it
.
He brought the cloth back and bent to gently clean her
.

Grace saw
the pinkish stain on the handkerchief as he
drew
it
away from her
.

“Are you in pain, Grace
? 
Did I hurt you?” He carefully pulled her bunched up skirts back down.

“No, I’m
perfectly
fine, Owen, truly
.
I’m w
onderful, in fact.
” She gave him a dazzling smile
.

He returned h
er smile and kissed her again. “I’m the h
appiest man in the world, Grace,” h
e whispered in her ear
.
And he was
!
He was in love
.
In his mind, Grace was now
his
;
h
is
woman
, s
oon to be
his wife
.

Owen helped Gra
ce set herself to rights
.
H
e drew her
in
to hi
s
embrace
and
simply
held her
.
They gazed into each other’s eyes and whispered words of love
to one another
.

They returned to Radley for Grace to change and her small trunk to be loaded for her overnight stay at Roseland
.

Although it wasn’t exactly proper, Owen informed Grace she would be staying in the Viscountess’ room, for in his mind she
was already his
.
There was just the
matter of formality
remaining
to make things legal upon his return
.
He wanted her to stay in the room that would
soon
belong to
her
.

When they arrived at Roseland,
they discovered
Owen’s party of friends had
already
arrived
.