Page 103 of Coerced Queen

The words carry a hint of darkness that holds a promise of sinfulness.My body answers with flames erupting beneath my skin.There’s no mistaking his intention as he seems to devour me with his sight alone.I’m ready to drop my clothes right here in front of the fireplace.Making love with my husband in front of the fire sounds like a great idea, but before I can voice that, he takes my hand and leads me across the floor to the adjoining door on the other end of the room.

He’s right.

It’s better to do the responsible thing and use a room.After all, we’re not alone.

Only, when he opens the door and ushers me inside, my breath catches at the sight in front of me.We’re on a covered terrace with glass walls that give magnificent views of the mountains.On the middle of the wooden deck, steam rises from a Jacuzzi.A few deckchairs are scattered around, facing the vista.

I cover my mouth with a hand.“Oh my God.This is incredible.”

The corner of his mouth tips up.“I’m glad you like it.”

He pulls me behind him toward the Jacuzzi where a small table is set with juice and freshly cut fruit.Flowerpots with plants create a wall around the Jacuzzi, giving a measure of privacy.

He lets go of my hand and rests his cane against one of the deckchairs.I watch with fascination as he strips naked, baring his strong body and scars as well as his impressive hard-on.

“What are you doing?”I ask, glancing at the snowcapped landscape outside.“The guards are watching the house.What if someone sees you?”

He gets into the water with some difficulty.“They can’t see us behind these plants.Come on.Get in.”His smile is seductive.“The water is nice.”

He pushes a button.Immediately, bubbles erupt on the steamy surface of the water.Biting my thumb nail, I consider the invitation.Thanks to the central heating, the terrace is warm even as sparkly snow glistens coldly outside.It’s tempting, but I’m reluctant to take off my clothes here in the open.

“You won’t regret it,” he says with a wicked gleam in his eye.

I’ve never been inside a Jacuzzi.I can’t see the men from here, but that doesn’t mean they don’t have their binoculars trained on the terrace.However, knowing Saverio as well as I do, he’ll never let anyone get a glimpse of my naked body.As he assured me so many times, any such man will end up dead.

Making up my mind, I duck behind the plants and peel out of my clothes before quickly climbing down the steps into the water.

Oh wow.

The warmth is soothing.I moan as I sink into the bubbles up to my shoulders, admitting with a sigh, “This is heaven.”

Saverio pats the seat next to him.“Come here.”

I go over and sit down.Jets of water hit my shoulders and my lower back, massaging my tense and tired muscles.I haven’t even realized how wound up I am until now.The war against Raphael is taking its toll on everyone.

Closing my eyes, I lean my head back on the side.“How come you’ve never made me get into a Jacuzzi before?”

He chuckles.“Are you enjoying it?”

I open my eyes and lift my head to look at him.“I’m more than enjoying it.I’mlovingit.”

He brushes back his dark hair with his fingers.“In that case, I’ll get you one.”

The action bunches his biceps, drawing my gaze to his muscular arms.“A Jacuzzi?Really?”

His expression turns earnest.“Whatever you want.Say the word, and it’s yours.”

He’s serious.Saverio never says anything he doesn’t mean.The oath is generous as well as a little scary because he’ll just as easily kill someone for making me unhappy as he’ll buy me a yacht if that’s what I want.Yet it’s not the weight his words carry that gets to me.It’s having him next to me with not a shred of clothing while decadently gentle bubbles caress all the erogenous zones of our bodies.

The sight of him naked in the water is mesmerizing.I can visualize the shape and size of his cock beneath the foamy bubbles as well as the darker, bulbous head that bobs in the flow where it reaches his navel.The dark patch of manly hair that cuts a triangle across his groin and cushions the heavy sac at the root of his cock makes me want to bury my fingers there.His handsome features are devastating in their beauty, the perfectly unblemished lines of the unmarred left side mixing with the shockingly damaged right to create a powerful portrait of masculine perfection that’s only enhanced by the imperfection and the stark contrast of the black eyepatch.

Lowering his head slowly, he aims for my lips.My whole body starts tingling even before he slants his lips over mine.He doesn’t ask for permission to explore my mouth.He licks the depths with hungry, lazy strokes of his tongue, effectively and meticulously waking every nerve ending in my body.

I turn helpless in the wake of the ecstasy that fires through my veins.This is how a rabbit must feel in the clutches of a boa constrictor when it wraps its prey in an oddly soothing but lethal caress.Lethargy as sweet and thick as honey takes over my brain and turns my thoughts foggy.

When I moan helplessly into the kiss, he lifts me onto his lap so that I’m straddling him.Without breaking the magic spell of that dangerous kiss, he tweaks my nipples and manipulates them with cruel pinches and tender flicks of his thumbs until my breasts are swollen and heavy and my body begs for a deeper touch.

“Sav,” I protest when it gets too much, pulling away not only to breathe but also to clear my mind that feels drugged with lust.

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