“But I wanted you to spend in my mouth,” she protested, wondering if such a thing were possible.
He groaned again. “Next time, my darling.”
So it was, then. Rhiannon smiled, thinking she would like that very much indeed. How good it was to be married at last. To be free to be with him in every way.
Aubrey helped to arrange her so that she was astride him, and together, they guided his cock to her soaked entrance. She sank down on him as he thrust upward, and they met each other in the middle, finding a rhythm that had them both hurtlingtoward bliss in no time. Aubrey took her nipple into his mouth as he fucked her, and she came helplessly all over his cock, a rush of wetness bursting from her as stars exploded before her eyes. He cried out her name and filled her with his seed.
In the aftermath of their mutual release, she collapsed atop his chest, listening to his heart hammering fast, matching her own. He sifted a hand tenderly through her hair and kissed her crown.
“I love you, Aubrey,” she said, thinking of the miracle they shared.
The miracle of love, of the new life within her. The miracle of how they had found each other, two souls who made each other whole. The miracle of how, even though they had been torn apart and all had seemingly been lost, they had found their way back again.
And here they were, husband and wife.
Her heart was so happy.
“I love you too, minx,” he said, his cock already beginning to stir within her again. “I’ll always be your grasshopper.”
She smiled and kissed his chest, teasing them both by moving up and down on him ever so slightly, testing the waters. “And I’ll be your goddess of the dawn.”
“Again?” he asked with great interest as he thickened within her.
She sat up and met his gaze, smiling, feeling thoroughly wicked and utterly wonderful. “Again, darling.”
And they made love slowly and thoroughly a second time before they fell into a deep and sated sleep, tangled in each other’s arms.
Thankyou so very much for readingDuke with a Lie! I hope you adored Rhiannon and Aubrey’s rather scorching path to happily ever after as much as I loved writing it. Brother’s best friend is one of my favorite tropes.
More Wicked Dukes are preparing to fall. For a sneak peek at the Duke of Riverdale and his mysterious duchess (Lady Blue, is that you?) do read on for an excerpt of Duke with a Duchess.
Plus, I’m thrilled to share with you that I’ve collaborated with my close friend and phenomenally talentedNYTandUSA TodayBestselling author Melanie Moreland on a new Regency romance, Maid for the Marquess. Be sure to look for an exclusive sneak peek of Maddie and Alexander’s swoon-worthy age gap HEA after Duke with a Duchess.
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Duke with a Duchess
Wicked Dukes Society Book 5
When Everett Saunders,Duke of Riverdale, needed to marry in haste, he found the perfect duchess. One who would grant him an heir and a spare and rusticate quietly at his estate, allowing him to carry on with his life of debauchery. At least, that was the woman hethoughthe’d married. Instead, he unwittingly leg-shackled himself to a cunning, fortune-seeking liar. The only solution to his woes is abandoning the conniving baggage and simply carrying on as if he doesn’t have a wife at all.
Nothing in her life has ever gone according to plan, and her hasty marriage is no different. But Sybil, Duchess of Riverdale, isn’t about to meekly allow her rakehell husband to abandon her and go on with his life. When her letters to him remain unanswered, she takes matters into her own hands, determined to obtain a divorce by any means, fair or foul.
Riverdale, however, is unwilling to let her go unless she gives him an heir. Sybil has no choice but to accept the sinful arrangement proposed by her husband. She’ll submit to his desires in the bedchamber, but he’ll never again have the power to break her heart. All she has to do is keep herself from falling back in love with the merciless rogue she married.
Chapter One
Sybil tippedthe pitcher toward her sleeping husband’s head. A stream of cold, clear water poured forth, landing directly on the thick mahogany locks that were a great source of pride and vanity for him, splashing over his unfairly handsome face.
He sputtered and jolted awake, sitting up as water streamed down, his bedclothes falling in his lap.
His chest was bare.
Sybil intentionally averted her gaze. Because whilst the Duke of Riverdale was a terrible, faithless husband, his body, like his face, was as perfectly proportioned as any marble from antiquity. At least he was the only one presently occupying his bed. Otherwise, she might have broken the pitcher on his head instead of merely pouring water to wake him.
“What the devil?” he sputtered, shaking like a dog to dash the water from his eyes.
