"You refuse to obey again. You could have simply answered my questions. Instead, I will show no mercy."
A shiver passed along her spine. She held his gaze, silently daring him to continue. His menacing grin drew another tremor. Of fear, or something else? She preferred tothink the former, lest she again label herself as wanton. 'Twas not her, 'twas his own wickedness that left her nipples hard and aching, her sex slick and swollen. She could not be blamed for what he did to her. And she would never admit to desiring his debauched games.
He slowly removed his overtunic, then his shirt, and finally pushed his hose down. His cock sprang free, hard and erect.
"Before we get started, you will pleasure me."
She blinked, not sure she understood. "And how will I do that bound as I am?"
"There are ways."
His hands rested on her shoulders and he pushed her to her knees. She now stared straight at his hard shaft, understanding sprouting, even as she denied he could possibly...
"Open your mouth."
Her eyes widened as she met his gaze. "Are you daft?"
"Nay. Now do it, or suffer."
"I'll suffer anyway, you cruel bastard."
"Insult me again and 'tis another infraction for which you will be punished. Open your mouth."
She shook her head, sealing her lips. He glowered at her and reached for her head. She tried to back away, but on her knees and bound as she was, had no leverage. He curled his fingers into her hair, holding her still as his fingers pinched her nose shut.
Damn the man for doing this to her! She could hold on only so long before she needed air.
When she parted her lips to breathe, he slipped his finger in and spread her jaw wide. Before she could pull away, the tip of his cock rested between her open lips.
"Don't bite or I will beat you."
He meant it, she knew, and tried to resist the urge to do exactly what he warned against. He guided his cock further into her mouth.
The sensation was not unpleasant, as she'd feared. His hard and hot flesh held an enticing musky taste and sheswirled her tongue along his length. He gave a groan and her gaze darted up. Pleasure lined his face and a responding desire burst within her. She had pleased him. Mayhap this was a way to win him over.
"Suck," he ordered.
Enthralled by the way he held her still while sliding deeper into her mouth, she obeyed and gave a long pull on his shaft. He groaned again, his hips moving in a gentle rhythm. His grip in her hair loosened, becoming a tender caress. Between her legs, her juices slid down, wetting her thighs. How could she enjoy this? 'Twas madness! Yet, she did enjoy it and knowing she pleased him gave her a strong measure of satisfaction.
She continued to suck, her tongue stroking his flesh and noting the way he throbbed within her mouth. She dared another look up at him. His eyes had closed and the lines in his face melted into delight. She recalled how he had used his mouth on her. It had been decadent and wicked, but oh so delightful. She imagined he felt the same way now.
His flesh seemed to thicken and a momentary panic set in. But he held her in place, his body stiffening. A moment later, he erupted into her mouth. Fearful of choking, she swallowed his seed, surprised to feel no disgust, only an enhanced enjoyment that she'd brought him to this point. When his softening cock pulled from her mouth, she sucked in a deep breath. She wondered how long his taste would linger. For a time, she hoped, not that she'd ever tell him that. Her sex clenched, anxious to be filled. Performing this act on her husband had stirred her desires more than she thought possible.
"You have a natural gift for that. I look forward to it again."
His voice, husked with desire and release, set her quivering anew. Before she gathered her wits, he grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet. Her knees ached from kneeling on the stone, but she was too worried about his intentions to care. He gripped the top of her chemise andpulled, tearing the thin fabric from her body. She shivered in the coolness of the chamber, but defiantly held his stare.
His gaze roamed her body. Her nipples hardened into tight points when that tawny stare landed on her breasts. He reached between her legs, grinning triumphantly to find her wet. Heat scorched her cheeks.
"You enjoyed that as well, wife. Knowing you are so easily pleased will make my task that much easier."
"What task?"
"Getting you to reveal the secrets you keep. I'll not let my wife's mysteries jeopardize the king's safety or my holdings."
"I keep no secrets!"
But she did, and she feared what he might do to loosen her tongue. She thought briefly of Simon. His life might be endangered if Royce decided to force the truth from her. She had to keep him from learning of her brother for a little longer. Until she could be sure Simon's life would be safe from harm.
