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Authors: Kate Pearce

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before they finished with me, my cries muffled on Gervase’s oil-soaked chest as I shook

with a never-ending climax.

We lay locked together for a long time. I even slept for a while, exhausted by my

passions. I awoke to hear Gervase whispering fiercely to Gideon, “I’ll not let you have

her like this again, Gideon. She’s mine from now on, do you understand?”

Gideon kissed my shoulder and slid off me, his reply equally quiet. “I know that,

you fool.”

I heard him slip on his clothes and leave. I whimpered and cuddled closer to

Gervase at the sudden cold.

“Eden, we need to go. Wake up, love.”

I opened one eye and regarded him. “Why can’t we stay here?” I grumbled and

Gervase laughed.

“Because I want to fuck you again and I don’t intend to do it until you are in your

own bed.” I rocked my hips against him and he hissed a curse. His cock started to

twitch and grow inside me.

“Why not here?” I kissed the corner of his mouth and he held me away from him.

His shaft slid out of me with a soft sucking sound and I pouted.

“Because we need to bathe and get rid of Gideon’s scent before I fuck you. You may

think me over possessive but I need to make you mine again.”

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I reluctantly crawled to the edge of the bed and looked for my dress. “Then why

did you allow Gideon into our bed?”

Gervase swung his legs over the side of the bed and picked up his shirt, his

expression unreadable. “Because he needed you.” He paused to pull his crumpled shirt

over his head. “Because he is my twin.” He stepped into his breeches and fought to

close them. “And because I wanted to make sure you really preferred me.”

I paused in my dressing, went over to him and put my arms around his neck.

“And?” I inquired as he encircled my waist. “Are you satisfied?”

He nodded, his eyes intent on the knot of his cravat. I kissed him full on the mouth.

“Thank you for allowing me to fulfill my fantasy. But it’s always been you, Gervase,

only you.”

He grunted, picked up his coat and offered me his arm with a flourish. “All right

then, we can stay here but first we must bathe and change.”

I bathed alone and readied myself for my last night with Gervase. Tomorrow I had

to meet with his father and find out my future but this night belonged to me. It was past

midnight when Gervase returned, clad only in a black silk dressing gown, his golden

hair damp from the bath.

I walked towards him, the transparent butter soft silk of my borrowed night robe

hissing against my skin. He took me into his arms and turned me to face the mirror, his

expression serious. I stared at his reflection, noticing how small I looked locked within

his muscular arms and how safe I felt.

He whispered against my neck. “Bend forward over the chaise lounge. I must have

you quickly.”

I leaned forward and his cock nudged my labia and pressed into me. He grabbed

my hips and pulled me backwards as he pumped forwards, making each long thrust as

deep and as powerful as he could. I held onto the back of the couch and watched him in

the mirror. The concentration and primitive lust on his face and the play of his muscles

was so erotic that my sheath clenched again and again around him.

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He slid two fingers into my back passage and then withdrew his cock from my

pussy. I moaned at the loss but he shook his head and plunged his cock in with his

fingers, his voice rough in my ear. “Here too, where Gideon was. No other man will

come in you again, just me.”

He groaned with each stoke and soon came, flooding me with an unending stream

of his seed. My legs were trembling when he finally released me and led me over to the

bed. He stretched out and lay down on his back and beckoned to me like a king.

Smiling, I knelt over him and he grinned.

“I sense that you are plotting something, Eden. You have an incredibly sensuous

gleam in your bewitching green eyes.” He raised an eyebrow. “What would you like to

do with me? Now that I have gotten over my possessive caveman lust, I am all yours.”

I took a deep breath. “Will you let me make love to you, Gervase?”

He regarded me for a long time, his eyes heavy with desire and something else and

then nodded. “Of course.” He drew his hands over his head and gripped the

headboard. “If you truly wish to make this memorable, how about you tie my hands up

here? Then I really will be unable to touch you.”

The thought appealed to me as Gervase had known it would. I climbed off the bed

to find something to bind him with. In a drawer, I found several wide black ribbons. I

returned to the bed and used two of the shorter ribbons to tie his wrists to the

headboard.

The third I kept in my hand as I knelt up to survey my captive. I leaned over and

kissed him gently on the mouth, enjoying the roughness of his unshaven chin and the

softness of his lips against mine. I began to work my way down his body, stopping to

kiss and nuzzle and worry over every scar that marred his perfection. He spread his

legs as I moved over his hard, flat belly, dipping my tongue into his navel, making him

squirm.

I avoided his erection and continued to slide my way down to his feet. After kissing

and licking the arches of his feet until he pleaded for mercy, I crawled back up and sat

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between his legs. With a wicked smile, I unfurled the black silk ribbon and held it taut

between my two hands. My nipples hardened and showed through the silk as I rubbed

it over my breasts. Gervase licked his lips, his attention riveted on the movements of the

ribbon.

Then I took the ribbon and wound it lightly around his shaft, covering his flesh. His

hips moved restlessly forward as I knelt up, took the end of the ribbon between my

teeth and pulled it off in one slow spiraling motion. I did it again and again until the

ribbon was stained with his semen and he strained against his bonds.

Leaving the ribbon wrapped tightly around his cock, I ignored his threats and sat

facing him, my knees open and overlapping his thighs. Capturing his heated gaze, I

stroked my clitoris with one hand and pinched my nipple between my finger and

thumb. I rocked back and forth, enjoying the sensation of his coarsely haired thighs

against my soft thighs and buttocks.

My excitement grew as lust mounted in his gaze and he was forced to watch me

pleasure myself to a climax. His fingers flexed within his bonds. I knew he was trying to

break free.

“Eden…” The words sounded as if they had been torn from his throat. “Fuck me,

please.”

I shook my head and he growled an obscenity. This was my last night with him. I

was determined to extract every sensual memory I could from it. Gervase didn’t know

it yet, but the sight of a beautiful, well-made man with a huge cock tied to my bed

begging me to fuck him would have to last me a lifetime.

I unfurled the black ribbon with a flick of my wrist and tied it around my narrow

waist. As Gervase watched, I brought the loose end from the back between my legs and

secured it at my waist. I crawled up Gervase’s body and knelt over his face so that he

could see how the ribbon ran between my labia and covered my clitoris and my

passage.

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I slowly lowered myself down towards his mouth. With a groan he started licking

the black ribbon. His tongue probed and curled along the edges, trying to get

underneath it, but I pulled it tight.

In desperation, he rubbed his tongue and his unshaven chin against my clitoris

until it swelled against the ribbon. Then he sucked both into his mouth, holding on with

his teeth. As he pleasured me, I arched backwards, put my hands behind my back and

grasped his cock. The second I touched him, he came, soaking my hand. He cursed long

and loudly.

I raised myself away from his face before he could attempt any punishment and

smiled down at his maddened features. His jaw tightened and he whispered, “You little

tease. Just you wait until I get my hands free. I’m going to fuck you until you beg for

mercy.”

I bent and licked his mouth and then bit down hard on his lower lip. “I plan on

leaving you tied up all night, so think again.”

I slithered down to where his seed lay in pools on his stomach and anointed my

breasts with a generous handful until they gleamed and dripped. Then I trailed my

nipples over his lips until he took them into his mouth and suckled me.

“See how you taste,” I murmured as his cock rose against my naked back, nudging

the black ribbon. “I want it all from you, tonight, Gervase. I want to suck you dry.”

I braced myself on my knees over him. An expression of relief crossed his face. I

lowered myself until the swollen, weeping tip of his arousal brushed against the black

silk ribbon. He could go no farther. I moved my hips back and forth, enjoying the

sensation and his obvious frustration. I angled my body and slid up and down the sides

of his massive erection until he writhed in lack of fulfillment.

My body throbbed with the need to take him but I fought to control myself. I stared

at Gervase who was covered in a thin sheen of sweat and even more desirable as a

result. I put one finger between my legs and held the ribbon to one side. Gervase stilled

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as I slowly lowered myself down onto his cock. I came instantly and had to force myself

to pull up and away from him.

The expression on his face as I climbed off the bed was indescribable. He roared.

“Come back here and finish what you started. Come and fuck me!”

I poured myself a large brandy and sauntered back towards him. “Would you like

some of this?”

He shook his head. “No, damn it! I want to fuck you.”

I sat down next to him and sipped my brandy. Gervase’s lust filled eyes narrowed

and he fisted his hands.

“What exactly do you mean, Gervase? You have already fucked me several times.” I

kissed him and allowed some of the brandy to trickle into his mouth. He smiled back at

me, showing his teeth. I shifted away. His whole demeanor radiated a primitive rage.

“If I tell you, sweetheart, it won’t be a surprise, will it?”

I finished my brandy and paused to unwrap the ribbon from between my legs,

desperate to release the throbbing pressure. I quickly straddled Gervase and lowered

myself down on him with a grateful sigh. Before I could raise myself up again, Gervase

planted his feet firmly on the mattress and pushed upward until his whole lower body

came off the bed. With a gasp, I struggled to right myself as he thrust higher and my

legs slipped against his hips. It was as exhilarating as trying to master a wild horse. I

struggled to stay on top of him as he fought to buck me off.

I knew I was doomed when I heard a harsh ripping sound and Gervase freed his

right wrist. With a triumphant roar, he pulled out of me and pressed me face down into

the sheets as he busied himself freeing the left.

“Now, my lady,” he said breathlessly, “I have the upper hand.” He rolled me onto

my back and carefully removed the long black ribbon from around my waist. He ripped

the ribbon in half with his teeth and dangled the pieces in front of my nose. There was

nothing I could do to stop him looping the ribbon around both my wrists and securing

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it on the headboard. He slid off the bed and went to pour himself a drink before

returning to sit beside me.

“Open your legs, Eden.”

I did as he commanded, well past modesty now and eager to see what he would do

with me. I sighed as his long fingers tugged at the soaking curls in between my legs.

“You are so wet that one might think that you had serviced an entire regiment

tonight rather than just one man.” I shivered as he circled my swollen bud with the tip

of his thumb. “I never imagined I would meet a woman, let alone a lady, who would be

able to keep up with my sexual demands, but you not only keep up you exceed my

expectations.”

He opened my legs even wider and settled between them.

“I think I will dry you off. And then we can start again.”

He took the corner of the sheet and wiped away the wetness. He even pushed the

fabric inside me to make sure I was completely dried to his satisfaction. When he had

finished, he bent forward and kissed me, his rich male scent filled my nostrils. The

gentle brush of his cock against my belly made me melt inside.

After a long deep kiss, he sat back, glanced down between my legs and frowned.

“Eden, you are wet again. I’ll have to dry you.”

I began to sense the game he intended to play as he wiped me dry. He suckled my

breasts until the inevitable happened and I grew wet and swollen with need again.

The rasping of the cloth became a torment and a punishment as I strove to remain

unaffected by his caresses and kisses but couldn’t. I knew I would be wet again as he

nudged my mouth with the wet tip of his cock but refused to go inside even when I

opened my lips.

As his hand returned between my legs, he pretended to sigh as he drew forth more

of my juices and sucked his fingers. I bit down hard on my lip and tried not to stare

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