Page 25 of My Beastly Duke

Pausing just in front of the table, he turned his head to look at her with his eyebrows raised.

“I would like to see you, if we are to consummate this marriage, then I do not want to do it the dark.” Her lips quivered slightly as she spoke, hinting at the anxiety she must have been feeling.

Coming up straight, he looked at her, feeling a strange stirring in his chest.

Why does she make me feel like this?

His eyes wandered over her body and stopped at her ankles. The robe had been tightly drawn to the sides, yet there was no sign of a dress hanging beneath. Had she been anticipating his arrival? The thought drove him wild with lust as the bulge in his breeches pressed against the fabric.

Marina averted her gaze and blushed as if had been able to read his thoughts.

“Very well.” He nodded and drew away from the candle.

The relief in her eyes was short-lived when his smile turned to a wolfish grin.

“But we shall do things my way.” His gaze wandered back up her body and rested on her breasts as her nipples hardened beneath the fabric. It took all of his strength to keep himself from taking her in his arms and ripping the fabric from her body.

The whimper she had given on the first night in her chambers kept him from acting too harshly. He needed to take his time and ease her into the situation for now.

“Your Grace?” She seemed to muster the courage to utter the question.

Spotting her dresser, Aaron walked across the room and opened the drawers, finding what he was looking for after a moment or two.

Marina’s breasts rose and fell rapidly beneath her gown as she saw the silk scarf on his hands.

“Do you trust me?” He spoke softly before running the fabric through his fingers and meeting her gaze.

“Yes but… how will I know what is happening?” Her fingers clutched the back of the chair when he came forward, making her knuckles turn white.

“There are other more subtle ways to enjoy the pleasures. One can find a whole new world when one comes to rely on all of your other senses…” He walked around her, placing the scarf over her eyes as she gasped a little in shock.

“Will it hurt?” Her voice was soft and steeped in concern as he fastened the fabric behind her head.

“No, I will be gentle.” He placed his hands on her shoulders, feeling the slight tremor that ran through her body when he brought his lips closer to her ear. Her reaction made him wonder if he was doing the right thing, yet she did not seem to be pulling away from him or cowering in fear. On the contrary, she seemed to be leaning into what he was doing.

The soft light of the flickering flame highlighted the contours of her neck as he pressed his lips against the tender flesh. Reaching around, he gripped the sash of her robe and slowly undid the knot, allowing the fabric to fall from her shoulders and pool at her feet.

Marina instinctively reached up to cover her breasts even though her back was turned to him.

“Don’t,” he commanded in a sharp tone, gripping her hands and lowering them to her sides as he admired the soft dimples on her lower back above her buttocks.

Her arms quickly relented to his grip as he lowered them to her sides and turned her around. The dark shade of her hard nipples flamed the desire between his thighs. Her breasts were perfectly plump and firm, adding to her curvy figure.

A soft gasp of surprise escaped her lips when he raised his hands and touched the puckered flesh, running his thumbs over the tips.

“Shhh… Just enjoy the sensations.” He cupped her breasts in both hands and gave a gentle squeeze before dropping his hands to her sides.

The intoxicating scent of roses filled his lungs, making him take a deep breath as he touched her chest. Her beauty was incomparable to any woman he had ever seen in his life.

“Will you kiss me first?” She seemed to panic when he dropped his head to her chest.

Glancing up at her, he flicked his tongue over her left nipple, eliciting another sharp gasp. “I will kiss you wherever you ask me to. You may find me kissing you in places that you never even dreamed of.” He closed his mouth over the dark bud and used his tongue to make her moan, swirling it slowly in steady motions.

Her hands moved to his head, tangling her fingers in his thick mop of hair as her gasps slowly turned to moans.

The sounds of her pleasure were like music to his ears as he discovered all of the ways that he could touch her body. Moving to her other breast, he licked the nipples a few times before drawing it into his mouth and repeating the process.

Making her way down his neck, her fingers traced a path to his back before he stopped her by placing his hands over hers.