Page 91 of The Moonstone Governess
Then she felt an exquisite build and release, a beautiful shattering like an explosion of shimmering stars. She soared above herself, her body lost to this pleasure Daire had evoked in her. “Daire.”
“I love you, little dove.” He kissed her and quickly undid his falls, tossing his trousers aside to free himself and enter her.
It was not long before he soared, and she joined him again, surprising herself because she thought she had spent every bit of herself. But there was magic in their coupling, in their bodies joining as one. She breathed in the heat of him, felt the delicious weight of his body atop hers. She kissed his damp skin as he thrust into her and cried out in pleasure as he spilled his essence into her.
When they were done, he rolled onto his back with a joyful chuckle. “I knew it would be spectacular. I knew you would taste like lavender and honey. So sweet, little dove.”
He took her into his arms and kissed her lightly on the forehead. “I love you, Brenna.”
“I love you too. Daire, I did not think I could ever be this happy.”
He kissed her again, this time on the lips. “Nor did I ever dare give myself hope of finding the peace and contentment that had eluded me all of my life. But I have found it with you. I would not be surprised if our moonstones were lighting up the entire coast of Cornwall at this very moment.”
She smiled. “They could be. Indeed, they must be after tonight.”
They fell asleep wrapped in each other’s arms.
*
Come morning, Dairesat up suddenly, and the abrupt motion wakened her. “Sorry, love. But I think Matthew is here.”
She rolled toward him and said sleepily, “There must be some mistake. What time is it?”
“It’s early yet. Not quite six in the morning.” He slid out of bed, gloriously naked, and hastily donned the trousers and shirt he’d worn yesterday that were strewn atop the plump chair. “I thought I was imagining it, but listen. Do you hear him?”
“Yes.” Brenna slipped out of bed too.
Daire paused to smile at her. “Good morning, beautiful.”
She blushed, for she had not been wearing any clothes either. She looked around for something to cover herself. “I cannot put my wedding gown back on.”
He strode to the armoire. “Here, take my robe. Your clothes are next door in the duchess’s dressing room. I told the lady’s maid we hired for you not to start until tomorrow. I had not planned on either of us getting out of bed at all today.”
She blushed again.
“Ah, my sweet wife. We’ve only just started exploring each other. If I had my way, I would have you in my bed all week. But I suppose we shall not have even a day to ourselves.”
He watched her slip into his robe that was much too big for her, and then helped her roll up the sleeves. “Gad, you look better in it than I do. Let’s find out what is going on, then I am taking you straight back to bed.”
He took her by the hand, and they followed the sound of Matthew’s voice to the nursery. The boy was crying.
Brenna and Daire rushed to him.
Daire took the boy in his arms. “Matthew, what’s wrong?”
“One of the maids at the inn said Brenna wasn’t going to be my governess anymore.” He reached out for Brenna, so Daire transferred the boy into her arms.
“Matthew, no one is going to take my place. I will always take care of you. But I am now something more permanent than a governess. Do you know what that means? The word permanent?”
He shook his head. “No.”
“Well, it means that I am never going away.Never.I am not merely working for your uncle, but I am now his wife.” And after last night, she certainly felt every bit claimed by Daire. “It also means I am your aunt. We are not only friends, but now related to each other. This means we belong to each other for all of our lives.”
“Then you’re not leaving me?”
“No, Matthew. We are a family. Your uncle and I shall always be with you. We love you.” She feathered the boy’s face with kisses until he was laughing.
That seemed to satisfy him.
