With an exaggerated swoon, I placed the back of my hand to my forehead and fell at Kendrick. His rich laugher joined mine. He caught me before I could fall, his hand spanning my waist, the other moving under my legs.
A soft snort, followed by a giggle issued from Lady Lillian. Her color was heightened, and a sheen of lust was in her eager gaze. “‘Lord Golden lifted his arm and wrapped it around the dark knight’s shoulders. Shouts from above could be heard, some frantic, others triumphant. One stood out. Lady X had led the charge and was directing the men to capture the miscreants. Alone in the darkness, the dark knight kissed Lord Golden, grateful to have found the man alive when he feared he might never see his lover again.’” Lady Lillian typed, leaving us to use our own imagination.
Lord Kendrick tilted his chin and met my amused regard. I had missed him so much. It was comforting to be in his arms again. He dipped his head and caught my lips in a searing kiss. I tightened my grip around his neck, losing myself in the moment's passion. For over ten years, I had carried an unrequited love for him. He let my legs slide down his body, his cock silky against my belly. Never in a million years would I have acted on that love until Lady Lillian had set me free. I rubbed my cock along his, anticipation mounting.
“Oh, this is good,” Lady Lillian said.
“We will make it better.” Lord Kendrick gripped my bottom and threw me onto the bed, falling in it with me. Hungriness drew the skin taut against his cheekbones, desire sharpening the angles of his face.
I had never thought to see him looking at me in such a manner. My chest expanded with a growing sentiment. I rolled over and climbed my way up his body. The muscles of his stomach flexed, my lips trailing a path from the top of his thigh to the smooth expanse of his hip. To make love to Kendrick was the greatest gift. I nudged his cock with my cheek, my fingers lifting his length high while I rolled his ballocks in my mouth. He tasted of man and sinful delights, a feast for the palate.
The typing increased in speed. “‘Lord Golden had dreamed of nothing else in the horror of his entrapment, but the day he would once again be united with the dark knight.’”
Her words hit close to the truth as I continued to explore his cock. I had left, naively thinking that I could start a new life. However, my heart and soul belonged to the duke and duchess. I fisted his shaft, licking a path along the smooth crown. Lord Kendrick’s unexpected arrival in Liverpool and subsequent invitation to return to London with him couldn’t have happened at a better time.
“‘Lady X rushed into the dungeon to find her two lovers embracing. After she liberated them, she led them up a winding staircase into a lush chamber.’” Her voice was breathy and low, but not from shyness. She watched us with scorching regard, her fingers flying over the keys.
“‘The dark knight lifted entreating eyes to Lady X, begging her to join them in a celebration of life.’” Lord Kendrick took up the story. He clasped the back of my head, his hips lifting every time I brought my mouth down. His excitement pulled me in as I worked his member.
“‘She stripped off her clothes, climbed into the bed, and allowed Lord Golden to pleasure her cunny while the dark knight buggered Lord Golden,’” Lord Kendrick said.
“The dark knight has been giving this much thought.” Lady Lillian offered an amused grin. She stood from her place at the typewriter to join us, removing the chemise as her bare feet padded across the floor. Her breasts bounced with every step, hips swaying. She had evolved from a shy miss to a sensual woman. All long limbs and tempting angles, she slid into the bed and rested her back against the wall. I released Lord Kendrick’s cock and climbed off him as he rolled away. Eyes bright with lust and love, she reached for me, her hand settling on my shoulder.
My arse angled toward Lord Kendrick in invitation. I glided my hands up her thighs, my eyes locked on her glistening cunny. She was highly aroused, the swollen nub begging for my attention. I slid my palms under the curve of her bottom and dipped my head, licking her slick flesh. She moaned, her back arching. The tang of woman with notes of lilies drove me insane with want for more of what she offered.
The nutty scent of the almond oil Lord Kendrick preferred filled the air. He slackened my center with a slicked-up finger, each manipulation a draw unto itself. I had buggered him often, but he had only performed the intimacy on me a handful of times during our month in Scotland. He was ever the solicitous lover, and I had a burning need for him to take me.
Lady Lillian issued tiny purrs of pleasure as I alternated between tonguing the sensitive nub and sucking on the engorged flesh. During our time in Scotland, I learned her likes and dislikes. She responded to my touch without hesitation and never once hid behind the façade of modesty.
I lifted my head and looked over my shoulder at Lord Kendrick. “‘The dark knight penetrated Lord Golden and sank deep into his altar while Lady X looked on.’”
“‘Lady X wished to watch the men satisfy their hunger while Lord Golden satisfied hers.’” Her hand on the back of my neck, she guided me back to my former place, her meaning more than clear.
Yes, Lady Lillian had found her voice.
Lord Kendrick pushed his cock into my arse, the sensations almost too much. He was large, his thickness touching every nerve inside my body. I held onto her legs, the skin pliant beneath my fingertips. Intent on pushing her over the edge, I worked her cunny until she screamed, her head rocking back and forth, lithe limbs tensing. Pleasure washed over her face before she collapsed back onto the bed, her chest heaving.
“Hand me one of those condoms,” I said to Lord Kendrick. He withdrew from my body and retrieved the condom. I lifted my torso and donned the rubber sheath. Hands on her hips, I brought her down the bed until my cock was at her channel. I thrust into her heat and looped my arms under her shoulders. She skimmed a hand into my hair, her nipples boring into my chest.
Lord Kendrick planked my back. Holding the bulk of his weight with one arm, his knee planted in the mattress, he slowly glided his shaft into my center. “Are you ready,” he asked, his mouth drifting along my shoulders in a series of sultry kisses.
“Yes, please,” I said, trying my best not to spunk. He began to move, setting the pace for the three of us. With every pump of his cock in my arse, I was driven deeper into Lillian. Sensations rocked through me both inside and out. She was very snug and wet with need. I held her stare, unable to look away. “I love you.”
She clasped my nape, a tear running down her cheek. “And I love you.”
Wiping it away with my thumb, I couldn’t express how much she meant to me. I thought my love for her came from a deep and abiding friendship. It transcended that. I was in love with her as much as I was in love with Kendrick. In my mind, they were my family and would forever be.
“I’m so glad you are home.” She brought my mouth to hers, placing soft, sensual kisses on my lips before pulling back, her breathing labored.
My need was reaching a breaking point. Her legs were spread wide, but mine were hampered by our position. The weight of his body pressed him deeper into my arse, and I could no longer contain my excitement. “‘The dark knight rode Lord Golden like he’d never ridden the man before,’” I said.
“‘Lady X spurred him on. She was close to reaching heaven; one the dark knight could bring.’” With a light giggle, sheclutched at my shoulders, her fingernails biting into my skin. It wasn’t painful but helped ground me, rather like Lady Lillian. I was the voice of reason for Lord Kendrick, and she was mine.
“The dark knight is trying his best. Lord Golden and Lady X are greedy sorts,” he said on a harsh laugh, the swiftness of his thrusts increasing. The friction reached a fever pitch. I threw my head back, sensations reverberating throughout my whole body. She succumbed to her own pleasure, her cries mingling with mine.
Kendrick gripped my waist and shuddered, the entire bed quaking with his release. Lady Lillian threw her forearm over her eyes, her pink nipples tight. I laid my head on her chest, unable to move.
He rolled to his side and settled deeper into the mattress. His tall frame was laid out for my view, all muscle and sinew under golden skin. I would sculpt him in all his glory if I were an artist. “I think the next book sounds very promising,” I said.
