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Then she was conscious of a war arms and the brush of lips that tasted of whiskey

"Jasper?" she

"Hush," he whispered

His ue penetrating her ht betaking and sleeping, all her defenses down and in shambles She felt him lift her chemise and pull it fro tenderly, then pinched her nipples almost to the point of pain

"Jasper," she moaned

She ran her palms over his back He was nude, his skin so hot it almost burned His ht settling between her spread thighs

"Hush," he whispered again

She felt the nudge as he found her center and thrust inside

Her body was soft, yielding from sleep and his hands, but she wasn’t quite ready He shifted back and rocked slowly, gently, each s him deeper inside He hooked his hands under her knees and lifted thehs And then he kissed her, brushing his pal her and tor her at the same time

She tried to arch up, to e or the strength He was in control, and he would make love to her in the manner that he desired All she could do was subled her hands in his hair and hung on, kissing hi her roaned His hips worked a little faster now, his cock crammed all the way inside of her She felt each thrust, each stretch of her feain

He broke the kiss and lifted his head away fro in loud, harsh pants She didn’t open her eyes; she didn’t want to disrupt her drea down her side, twisting between their bodies He searched and found her, his fingers strong and knowing He pressed his thumb down on her clitoris

"Come with me," he whispered, his voice a rasp of desire "Come with me"

She opened her eyes at last He ht played along his side His shoulders ide and bunched withdamply to his face, and his wild turquoise eyes stared into hers, coain

His thu with exquisite accuracy as his cock filled her She was splayed before hi, "Come with me"

How could she deny hi inside, and she wanted to hide her face He was in control in ways she hadn’t let him be before He would watch He would know the secrets she kept hidden from him

"Come with me" He bent his head to lick her nipple

She arched her head and wailed He caught the sound in his mouth Licked it up and sed it, a prize of this battle He pressed down on her and held her as she ca with each bolt of pleasure He held her doith htly, sweetly, asm like this one, nearly painful in its intensity She opened her eyes, gasping, and saasn’t done She’d been reduced to shivering pleasure, and he’d only started He propped hied into her, hot and heavy and without mercy Hiselse

"God," he ground out "God God God!"

He threw back his head, arching convulsively, and she saw him bare his teeth as his body jerked into hers His seed flooded her, warm and alive She felt a joy such as she’d never felt before She’d given and she’d received from him

It was nearly holy

His head was tilted back above her, his arht She couldn’t see his face because of his hair A single drop of liquid fell to her left breast

"Jasper," she whispered, and cradled his wet face "Jasper"

He pulled out of her, the loss of his flesh almost a painful wrench, and cli it on "The robber boy died"

He left the rooht, the royal court was abuzz with ruone, but no one had co Who was the brave ?

Jack, as usual, stood beside the princess’s chair at supper, and she gave hie look when she sat down

"Why, Jack," she cried, "where have you been? Your hair is quite wet"

"I have been to visit a wee silver fishy," Jack said, and turned a silly somersault

The princess smiled and ate her soup, but what a surprise awaited her at the botto

Well! That caused quite a stir, and the head cook was suh the poor e of how the ring had got in Princess Surcease’s soup At last the king was forced to dismiss the cook, no wiser than before ne o

--fro beast after the night before It was not a happy thought to have over breakfast, and Jasper scowled at the eggs and bread the innkeeper’s wife had provided They were rather tasty, but the tea eak and not of the best quality; besides, he would take the s

He peered over his teacup at his lady wife She didn’t look like a woht On the contrary, she appeared fresh and rested and with every hair in place, which for some reason irked him even more

"Did you sleep well?" he asked, possibly the s

"Yes, thank you" She fed a bit of bun to Mouse, who sat beneath the table He knew this, although she neither aze steadily at hiaze that let him knohat she did

"We shall enter Scotland today," he said "We should be in Edinburgh by tomorrow"

"Oh?"

He nodded and buttered a bun, his third "I have an aunt in Edinburgh"

"You do? You never said" She took a sip of tea

"Yes, well, I do"

"Is she a Scot?"

"No Her first husband was a Scot I believe she is on husband number three at the moment" He laid his butter knife down on the plate "Her naht with her"

"Very well"

"She’s getting on in years but sharp as a tack Used to twist my ear rather painfully as a boy"