Page 27 of My Beastly Duke
“I like the way you purr for me, Kitten.” He gripped her thighs and kissed a path back up her body before lying beside her on the bed.
Marina seemed to be catching her breath as he lay beside her and gently ran the palm of his hands over her hard nipples. “I thought I was about to faint…” her breathing came in rapid succession as she reached up to remove the scarf.
“Not yet.” He quickly gripped her wrist and lowered it back to her side.
“But I want to see you.” She pleaded with him, her lips parting with every labored breath.
He gripped her breast firmly before swinging his leg over her body, pinning her body to the bed while still taking care not to harm her. “We are not done yet,” he growled before pressing his lips against hers.
“There is more?” She unexpectedly moaned with pleasure again before wrapping her arms around his neck.
“Do you want to feel what you do to me?”
Aaron gently lowered his body onto hers, positioning his knees between her thighs. The hard bulge in his breeches pressed against her core, making her moan as he deepened the kiss.
Bringing her legs up on either side of his body, she wrapped her legs around his waist, drawing his body even closer to hers.
He was about to remove his breeches when her hands snaked down his neck, heading directly toward his back. Panic took over as he quickly reached for her arms and pinned them beside her head on the bed. “That is enough for this evening.” He pushed himself off of her and quickly reached for his shirt before pulling it over his head.
Marina’s brows knit together in a frown as her body stiffened on the bed. “I…I do not understand.”
Looking down at her beautiful figure, he realized just how close she had come to discovering the monster that he was.
I can’t let her see me like this.
Dread filled his body when he wondered what she would think if she saw his body. Would she be repulsed by him?
Her breasts rose and fell in the flickering light as she waited for Aaron to respond.
“There will be plenty of time for the rest.” He made his way back to the bed and gripped the sheet, pulling it over her naked body.
A look of disappointment came over her face when he backed away, leaving the room before shutting the door firmly behind him.
She will not want me when she sees the monster beneath my shirt.
He shut his eyes and leaned the back of his head against the door, wishing that things could have been different. His life would have been normal if his father had not been such a sick excuse of a man.
Chapter 12
Marina awoke alone in her bed, groggily looking around as she tried to recall what happened the previous night.
Aaron.
Heat suddenly flooded her cheeks as she spotted the silk scarf lying beside the bed. Her body had created a fine melody beneath the onslaught of his touches, yet he had left her again.
Confusion filled her mind as she sucked her lips between her teeth and wondered what had made him stop. There had to be something that made him withdraw, they had both been so in tune with one another until the very end.
There has to be something I am doing wrong…
Her mind reeled will all kinds of possibilities until her mind finally landed on Adam.
The doors to her chambers swung open, revealing a bright-eyed Isolde who came bounding into the room with a stack of fresh linen. “Good morning Your Grace,” she chirped in a sing-song voice.
Having become used to the girl’s wild and somewhat untamable ways, Marina rolled over and sat up straight. “Good morning, Isolde, has the breakfast been set already?”
“It has, Your Grace. His Grace has already eaten and gone for a ride, but breakfast and a fresh pot of tea are waiting for you in the breakfast room.” She placed the stack of fresh linen on the dresser and looked around the room.
“Oh.” Hope sank in Marina’s chest as she had thought that Aaron would be waiting for her. Everything had changed for her in the space of one evening, yet nothing seemed to have changed for him.