Page 105 of Her Dark Seduction
“Hush,sweetling, I must first ask you something.” He caressed my cheeks with his thumbs and brought his face close until I could see nothing but his beautiful eyes. That vivid blue had comforted me during my nightmares. It had not been Maman’s ghost watching over me in the darkness, but someone living, someone who loved me just as much.
“I would ask you to be my wife.”
“I am already.”
“Aye, but now I ask you openly, as I dreamed of doing when first I looked into your eyes, kneeling before you as a man in love.”
I hesitated, and he drew me to him, kissing me on the lips. “Do not fear love,ma cherie, it can bring you joy if you let it. My heart is yours—yours alone, and forever.”
My heart burst with love and I lifted my hands to his, smiling through the tears.
“Ah, my love,” he said gently, “’tis the first time I have seen you smile forme, and I would not have your beauty marred by tears.”
“They are tears of joy, husband.”
“Then you will have me?”
“I will gladly give myself to you.”
He kissed me again and I melted into his embrace. I offered him my lips and sighed into his mouth as his tongue begged entrance. I replied with my own tongue, drawing him into a slow, sensual dance. I gloried in the taste of him, the taste of wine, spices and man, a heady cocktail that obliterated my senses. I was completely at his mercy, but I willingly yielded to him. After a long journey I had finally reached my home.
