Page 37 of The Duke and the Temporary Bride

“Benedict,” she gasped at the realization. “What are you?—”

“I said quiet,” he growled as he forced her legs open. “Do not dare move.”

Selina hesitated, for she suddenly realized how out of her depth she was. And while she might have balked, the commanding look in his eyes had her wanting to do anything he asked. Sheneededto please him.

Her fingers delved into his hair as she opened herself to him.

He lifted the skirt of her dress and began to kiss up her thigh, licking her skin softly, nibbling and then biting down, which had her gasping. She could already feel the warm wetness between her thighs. And the way he moaned as he kissed her only made her legs tremble harder.

He moved to her folds. He licked them and then gently dipped his tongue inside her. Then he stroked it up her folds, toward her pleasure center, and she gasped as waves of pleasure shot from between her thighs and spread through her body.

And when he finally wrapped his lips around that bundle of nerves and began to suck, the noises that Selina made were that of a wild animal. Such that she wondered if she was the true beast.

“Urgh! Yes! Ben—Oh! Argh! What are you—there! There! Yes! Yes!” she screamed at the top of her lungs as he sucked on her. As he slipped his fingers inside her and pressed them against her wall. As he slid them in and out to the rhythm of her breathing and panting and shaking.

“Do not dare stop!”

Benedict pulled back, pushed up the skirt of her dress, and looked up at her. “What did I say about telling me what to do?”

Her eyes went wide, almost fearful. “I?—”

“Don’t.” He was on his feet in a second.

She gasped as his hands wrapped around her knees and pulled her forward. She almost fell off the table, but he stepped closer to her, kissing her full on the lips again.

They were man and wife now. There was nothing wrong about what they were doing. And while consequences might eventually arise from this, Selina did not care. She was far too turned on for that.

While kissing her fully on the lips, Benedict moved his hands to his pants and began to undo them. Not knowing what to do, as his pants dropped and his member sprung out, Selina wrapped her hand around him and squeezed.

“Urgh…” He groaned as his body tensed up. There was a power to it, a sense that she had full control over him.

“Like this?” she asked between kisses as she continued to squeeze and stroke up his length. His legs shook as she did so, and she relished it.

Funny that before now, the two had only kissed. Funny that now, despite everything that had happened and everything that had not, they both seemed to understand what would happen next. Even funnier still that neither seemed willing to question it.

With her legs wrapped around him, and with his member out and ready, Selina prepared to be penetrated. Only, he paused when he caught her looking at him. It was subtle, but he seemed to rear back as if from worry, as if ashamed of what she must have seen.

Selina almost laughed it off, but before she had a chance, Benedict lifted her to her feet and turned her around.

“What are you—oh!” she gasped as he pushed her forward so that she was bent over the table. “Benedict…”

He leaned over her and growled in her ear, “Do you want this?”

“More than anything.”

Benedict thrust himself inside her. One glorious motion that saw her take his full length until he was buried all the way to his balls. Her body went stiff as she accepted him. She moaned and tried to fight him, only to relax as he leaned over her and bit her neck.

Then, slowly, gently, Benedict began to thrust. Long, powerful thrusts. He pulled out all the way before pushing back inside of her. Each time he did, Selina stiffened and gasped, then melted as she took him fully. Her hands were flat on the table. His arm was wrapped around her neck. She was so small and helpless compared to his lumbering frame, and the power he felt over her was a turn-on in itself.

“Yes!” she moaned as he started to thrust harder. “Yes… there… Benedict…”

“You asked for this,” he growled as he continued to thrust into her. “Remember that.”

“I deserve it,” she cried out in pleasure. “All of it.”

“You wanted the monster!”

“Give him to me!”

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