Page 60 of My Beastly Duke
Gasping with pleasure, Marina threw her head back, reveling in the sensation of her husband inside of her while her hair fell down her back in a waterfall of gold.
“Yes, good girl… just like that…” he moaned desperately as his hands guided her movements back and forth.
Looking down at him, Marina noted the look of pleasure on his face, urging her on as he shut his eyes. Her movements slowly picked up speed as she too began to whimper and gasp with pleasure.
Their movements became more and more frantic as she rocked back and forth, placing her hands behind her on his thighs for support.
“Marina…” Aaron growled louder this time as his hands left her hips, making their way up her body where they cupped her breasts and teased her nipples.
Moaning quickly turned to panting when the tension in her core began to build, threatening to release at any moment. “Aaron, I think I….” Her voice trailed off as she began to tremble, feeling every muscle in her body tighten in ecstasy.
“Oh, Marina!” Aaron’s body suddenly stiffened, as he finished inside of her, filling her body with intense heat as she spiraled down from the orgasm that wracked her body.
Her scream filled the air as every muscle in her body suddenly jolted, sending waves of pleasure throughout. Collapsing on top of him, she panted for breath while he moved the strands of her hair from her face.
“I so love it when you come for me, Kitten,” he gently whispered against the top of her head.
The hard feeling of his warm muscles beneath her cheek, brought a warm sense of safety to her being. She relaxed completely and allowed him to move her to the side, carefully positioning her body against his.
“Are you happy?” He asked her softly, pressing a gentle kiss against her forehead.
Opening her eyes with a bright smile, Marina looked at him. “Happier than anyone has a right to be.”
His eyes filled with sorrow again, making her heart ache unexpectedly. “I am so sorry, Marina, I thought that I was protecting you, but I did not realize that I was only protecting myself and hurting you in the process. Can you ever forgive me for being so selfish?”
Lifting her hand, she stroked his cheek. “There is nothing to forgive anymore. I too was foolish, thinking that I could stay away from you and be content with things when I knew that my very breath called to you. I may not have said it in my menagerie, but I love you, Aaron. I love you ever so much that I felt as if I would die for thelove of you.”
Surprise filled his eyes as Aaron looked at her.
“Do you not believe me?”
He shook his head and buried his face in the nape of her neck. “I am a monster, Marina. How could you love anyone who is as scarred as I am?”
“Because you are my scarred duke. I would not want to have anyone else as my husband. As stubborn, pig-headed, and difficult as you are, you are mine. Scars and all.” She ran the tips of her fingers over his scars, feeling as if her chest would burst with love.
Drawing her closer, Aaron kissed her passionately, searching the inside of her mouth with his warm tongue.
She felt almost breathless when he let her go, allowing her to fall back onto the pillow as he propped himself up beside her on his elbow.
“I thank God every day that you came into my life. I still remember the look of fiery determination in your eyes when you stormed into the room, demanding satisfaction.”
Bubbly laughter escaped her throat, filling the air with brightness. “And I can still recall the look of utter panic in your eyes when you saw all of my animals. I thought for sure that you would turn around and leave!”
“I almost did.” Aron’s laughter mingled with hers for the very first time, making her see him in an entirely different light.
“I am glad that you decided to go through with the arrangement. I could not imagine myself being happier with anyone else. Even if my bird has a foul mouth.”
Rolling his eyes, Aaron tilted his head back before pinching the bridge of his nose between his finger and thumb. “About that bloody bird, I think you should know now that Adam has taught him a few new words.”
“What kind of words?” Marina propped herself up with both of her elbows behind her back.
Sighing heavily, Aaron once again shook his head. “Let’s just say that we should start looking for a new butler. I do not think that ours will be staying on for much longer. You will soon hear the words that I am referring to.”
Frowning for a moment, Marina cocked her head to the side before laughing at her husband’s exasperated expression. “You know, in a strange way, the only legacy that the late Baron of Wallace has left us is Henry’s penchant for bad words. It seems quite poetic considering the fact that he hated all of my animals.”
“I never thought that I would say this, but I think there is at least one thing that the late baron and I had in common.” He raised his eyebrows at her.
Suppressing her laughter, Marina reached out and cupped his cheek, falling back down when he deepened the kiss. Their tongues tangled together, each fighting for dominance until she yielded to him and pulled back with a soft sigh.