Page 51 of The Duke and the Unwanted Bride

“I told you what.”

“You’re going to throw me out? I would like to see you try.”

“Do not tempt me.”

“I tempt.” She laughed coldly. “I tempt knowing that there is nothing you will do. You will not touch me, remember? A man might. But you, husband, are certainly not?—”

He crossed to her in a flash, and she gasped as he was on her. His large hand grabbed the blanket around her shoulders andtugged at it. She let go, allowing it to be pulled off her near-naked body.

Frederick stumbled back, blanket in hand. It took him a moment to realize what had happened. His eyes moved from the blanket to her near-naked form, his brow furrowed, the anger inside him still there… a building passion that grew as he drank her in.

Hannah felt exposed and utterly defenseless, like a deer cornered in the wild. But she did not falter, pushing her chest out and holding his gaze, licking her lips and curling them as if to bite him.

A moment passed between them, frozen in time as he took her in and she welcomed his gaze. He wanted to remain angry. He wanted to remain furious with her. But the sight of her near-naked body had the desired effect—it did not calm the beast within, but unleashed it.

Without another word, he crossed to her again, dropping the blanket as he went. He cupped her face in his hands, pulled her in, and kissed her as if his life depended on it.

It was not their first kiss, but it felt like it. A dying fire being re-lit. Lightning striking a lone-standing tree. That breath one takes when they breach the surface of the water, thinking themselves near death only for life to embrace them. It shot through Hannah’s body, struck her heart, had her gasping even as she moved her lips to better kiss her husband.

He gripped the side of her face as he ravished her. His lips parting her own, his tongue darting into her mouth and tasting her. He bit her lower lip next, tugged at it with his teeth, and then kissed her all the harder. She had sensed the beast unraveling inside him, but she’d had no idea what that meant until now.

And oh, how she loved it.

The way he kissed and held her, she could feel his suppressed desire finally springing forth. The way he had resisted her. The way he had held back. Totally uninhibited now, he held her so she could not leave him, kissing her mouth, moving down and licking and nipping her neck…

He dragged her to his bed and then sat down, his hands quickly sliding under her thighs and lifting her onto his lap so that she was straddling him. His lips trailed down her neck as his hands gripped her waist and squeezed. Her head tipped to the side, giving him more access, and his hands moved up until they wrapped around her breasts.

“Urgh…” she moaned as he licked down her chest, pulling down her slip and exposing her breasts. “Frederick—urgh!” she yelped as his lips found a nipple, biting and sucking on it like a starved child.

His lips then moved to her other breast and lavished the same attention on it.. His hands slid under her buttocks and squeezed them roughly. He then began to move his hips, coaxing her to gyrate hers, already able to feel his member stiffening.

Hannah thought to speak. To ask what to do. But she feared to break the momentum, to remind him of what he was doing. So she stayed silent, letting her moans do the talking.

She gasped as his hand slid between her legs, his fingers tracing her inner thighs until they found her nether lips. One finger gently stroked her, testing and teasing before slipping inside. She let out another gasp and buried her face in his neck, but he fisted his hand in her hair and tugged as he continued to stroke her sex.

“Ah… yes… right…. ah…” she moaned, biting his shoulder. “Do not stop.”

“Do not tell me what to do,” he growled.

“You a-are not in charge of me,” she stammered as his finger continued to stroke her, massaging her bud, making her body shake as it had just last night.

“Would you like a bet?”

He pulled back and looked right at her, his eyes flashing with lust. She met them with a steely gaze, as if in a warning. He smirked, growled, and then, suddenly, he stood up, lifting her with him. He turned around and dropped her back onto the bed, where he hovered over her.

His mouth found her neck and breasts again. Each lick sent a pulse to her sex. Every suck had her shaking and spasming andbegging for more. As he sucked on her nipples, his hands fiddled with the buttons of his pants, undoing them. Then he pushed them down his legs and stepped out of them.

Her eyes widened as they landed on his throbbing member. Not knowing what to do, but knowing what he wanted, she reached down and wrapped her hand around it. His body went stiff, and he groaned.

“Oh God…”

“Like this?” she asked as she twisted her hand, stroking him up and down.

“Just like that. Do not… stop…”

She flashed him a wicked smile. “Do not tell me what to do.”

Hannah knew what was coming next, for there could only be one thing. With Frederick on top of her. With her legs wrapped around him. With his member hard and throbbing in her hand, and her sex wet and ready, there could be but one thing.

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