Page 73 of My Fated Alpha: The Royals

Seriously, Ilie—-

I only want to please you.He pushed her inside the powder room, locked the door, and then he turned to his wife.

Lift your skirts up,he ordered her.

Curse you. But she was already lifting her skirts up, and already she could feel herself getting wetter as she heard him unzip his breeches. He turned her around, pushing her towards the wall. Her breasts flattened against the cold surface.

I love you, ma lisse.And then he plunged his throbbing cock into her pussy.

She swallowed back a scream.

The marquis thrust in and out of her, every stroke deep and hard—-

Someone knocked on the door. “Excuse me? Is anyone inside?”

Her eyes widened.Ilie!

The marquis chuckled in her ear.Answer her, tell her you will open the door in a minute.

“I am sorry, milady, I will be able to open—-”

Her husband reached around her body for her clit.

She choked.

“Is that you, Lady Soleil? Are you alright?”

The marquis began strumming her clit like it was an instrument to play.

She closed her eyes.Curse you, Ilie.Out loud, she croaked out, “Yes. I have just the most p-pressing headache—-”

Oh God, Ilie was moving so much faster now, and what he was doing with her clit—-

“Just give me a moment,” she panted. “P-please?”

“Of course, milady.”

The marquis cupped her chin to turn her head around so he could capture her mouth with a kiss.I love you.

I love you but I also hate you—-aaaah!

The marquis had pinched her clit, and before she knew it she was already coming—-

Ilieeeeeeeeeeeeeee——

She cried out into his kiss as her body shuddered against his. A moment later, she felt the marquis give the same telltale shudder, and then his powerful hips were pumping even more furiously against her, his cock shooting out load after load of his cum.

Exactly one minute later, and Soleil stepped out of the powder room, her hair undone, and her gown more than a bit rumpled. Behind her, wind whipped inside of the room from a half-open window.

Lady Mitchell stared at her in dismay. “Oh, my dear marchioness. Was it that bad?”

Inside her mind, her husband said with a smirk,Very, very bad, do you not think?

Shut up.She summoned a smile. “It was, but I am feeling much better now, milady. Thank you for the concern.”

Ilie and his marchioness met halfway in the ballroom. “Another dance?” But he was already spinning her into the dance floor.

She smiled up at him. “Sometimes, you are so very—-” Before she could finish, she felt her phone vibrate against her thigh.

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