Starlight (10 page)

“Yes, here, my lovely little fiancée,” Tristan affirmed with a sparkle in his dark eyes. They were both already breathing heavily and he knew that she wanted what he offered just as much as he did. “Come, you did not imagine that my hunger for you would lessen in any way now that our liaisons must no longer be illicit ones?”

“But anyone could walk in on us, Tristan –“

“Mmm.” He silenced her with another impassioned kiss. “Rather thrilling,
ma belle
, is it not? So cease your protests and lift your skirts so that I can take you as I know you so badly want me to do.”

She had never been able to resist him.

As her wildly trembling hands tugged her skirts up past her waist, he lifted her onto the shelf and reached for her undergarments as he brushed his lips against the soft curve of her throat. “So, are you ready for me, Esther? Are you ready to take my cock inside you?”

Esther loved how hoarse and heavily accented his voice became when he was in the grip of his passion for her. “Oh yes, Tristan,” she whispered. “Always.”

There was no possibility that he could hold himself back; not when the elation of slowly realising that she would be forever his was making him giddy with heady lust and joy. He slipped his hands underneath her buttocks to cup them in the palms of his hands and held on tightly as she willingly parted her legs and pushed forwards against his cock.

“Then you shall always have me, my guiding star – always.” With that firm vow, Tristan drove his cock into her and threw his head back as she fisted her hands in his hair and rocked against him in perfect time with his deep thrusts.

Her body craved the physical release from the frenzied tensions the morning had brought – and Esther knew just how to achieve it. She sought out Tristan’s lips with her own as he gasped frantically and then she reached down one hand to hasten the climax already building inside her.

He groaned desperately as her fingers inadvertently brushed against the shaft of his cock and alerted him to what she was doing. Tristan broke the kiss to fight for breath and cover her flushed skin in frantic, adoring kisses as her fingers worked furiously against her clitoris. “Ah, my darling! I hope you will always know how beautiful I find you to be!”

Esther arched deeply as Tristan urged her on with incomprehensible groans and gasps of French. With him, she felt no reticence or shame – nothing but a deep and innate sense of rightness she had felt with no man before, not even her husband. He was the chance of happiness she had never thought could be hers again; and as that joyous thought burst into her consciousness, she lurched and slumped into his waiting arms as her explosive orgasm rocked her body with wave after wave of soaring ecstasy.

“How I love you, Tristan!”

Her fervent cry thrilled Tristan more than anything before as he felt the tight heat of her muscles contract and grip his cock, coaxing him onto the precipice of his own climax. When he tensed and buried the full length of his cock inside her, Esther realised how near he was.

She breathed in deeply, still glorying in the feverish and heated thrills of her release as she lifted her head again to look into his dark eyes. “Come…come inside me, Tristan,” she begged breathlessly, hooking her legs around his waist to insistently hold his cock inside her.

He shuddered violently as he battled to restrain the forceful orgasm that was so torturously near. “Are – are you sure,
chérie
? I will gladly do so, but what about –“

Esther covered his lips with her own to silence his hesitant reminder. When she broke away again, her eyes were shining with unshod tears but her conviction had in no way lessened. “I want to be your wife, Tristan – and I want to bear your children. Come inside me, my love.”

Her words were all the encouragement Tristan needed. Their eyes locked as he thrust into her once last time before finally allowing himself to climax inside the woman he loved with all his soul. As his release shot down the full length of his cock and sent his hot seed pulsing into her, he kissed her again and revelled in the strength of the unguarded passion and love he saw in Esther’s eyes – a love that he knew was reflected in his own.

She clung to him tightly as he gazed down at her in silent awe. Neither of them needed to speak to communicate the dizzying depths of all that they felt, for in the space of six little days Esther and Tristan both knew that they had fallen in love; a love that would undoubtedly last a lifetime.

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