Page 38 of A Lady, Her Lord, & Their Duke

Then she leaned forward and kissed Nev deeply until her husband moaned. Once satisfied that he was a quivering, panting puddle, Arabella kissed Edmund, holding the duke’s head and mastering his mouth until he broke away, giddy and gasping for breath.

“How do you do that?” said Edmund unsteadily. “It’s love without saying the words.”

“I know,” said Nev. “Trust me, you’ll always know where you stand with Ara.”

Arabella laughed. “Indeed. Now, you two. Show me how my pets care for each other.”

Edmund hesitated, once again that vulnerable uncertainty in his eyes, and she added his Vane ancestors to her list of wretched people. But Edmund would come to understand the importance of touch, not just in bed, but casual affection. How to give and receive what he so obviously needed.

Fortunately, Nev took the lead and slid his hand behind Edmund’s neck before leaning forward and brushing his lips back and forth against Edmund’s. It was soft and sweet and she could actually watch as Edmund relaxed into the kiss, even reaching out to place his hands on Nev's shoulders. Then Nev deepened the kiss, reaching around to cup Edmund’s backside, and they both moaned.

Arabella bit her lip, her pussy burning with arousal, but forced herself to say one word: “Stop.”

Both men turned and stared at her, blinking in dismay.

She leaned back on the couch. “Not here, not now. But I propose a visit to Sanctuary once the boys are back at school. Do you both concur?”

“Oh yes,” whispered Edmund.

“Indeed,” said Nev, his eyes glittering.

Arabella nodded. “By the by, I have been pondering a sexual act I think would be particularly delightful…”

CHAPTER 9

The way Ara was turning the carriage ride home from Eton into a scene of glorious sexual torment remained the stuff of legends.

Neville bit his lip and glanced over at Edmund, who sat next to him in Edmund’s large, luxurious carriage. But his fellow submissive’s gaze was entirely fixed on Arabella’s show.

And what a show it was.

To start, she had merely offered brief glimpses of her nipples. Then she’d tweaked and caressed them until they were dark pink and jutting above the square bodice of her deceptively modest bronze-striped traveling gown. Both he and Edmund had offered to suck them; Arabella had not only sternly refused, but then began teasing them by raising her gown and parting her thighs, wantonly displaying her wet, fragrant pussy.

Now her two men were perspiring, panting, and more than a little desperate.

Arabella tsked. “You two are entirely too loud with your moans. Your pleading. What would the driver say? Show me your handkerchiefs.”

Oh God. What was she going to do?

When he and Edmund both produced clean squares of linen, Ara smiled sweetly before very slowly, very deliberately, rubbing each handkerchief against her labia until it was sodden. Then she gagged them both.

Nev quivered at her deliciously exquisite cruelty; the simultaneous bestowing and withholding of pleasure. His wife truly ruled supreme.

“Now,” Arabella mused, tapping her chin. “What to do with two handsome but very naughty pets? I think you’ll both stand, unfasten your trouser falls, then grip that wooden panel above you. Don’t you dare let it go.”

After yanking the window curtains closed, Neville and Edmund each revealed their very hard cocks. Then they spread their feet for better balance in the rocking, swaying carriage, and held onto the sturdy wooden ridge opposite their heads.

Two cherished pets, gagged, helpless, and excited beyond measure.

Entirely in command, Arabella stroked her clitoris for an eternity, before fingering herself to not one, but two shuddering orgasms. And all they could do was watch.

Edmund groaned around his gag, seed trickling from the swollen head of his cock.

Neville held on by the barest thread, his own length throbbing with the need to come.

Then Arabella closed one hand around Edmund’s shaft. “So delightfully thick, Edmund. I apologize for not bringing a dildo, you’ll have to endure my mouth instead.”

The duke writhed as she ruthlessly sucked his cock, and he soon spurted seed down her throat with a muffled roar. The moment she released him, his legs gave way and he collapsed onto the carriage seat.