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“I wanted it to be slow this time. I wanted it to be like the first time. Do you

remember, love?” Gervase brushed a kiss over my mouth. “I spent a whole day

touching you until you were able to accept my cock inside you.” He looked down as his

cock stirred as if in memory and thrust upwards toward his waist. “Of course, I wasn’t

quite this big all those years ago or I doubt I would’ve fitted you were so tight.”

I stirred at the memory of that voluptuous afternoon of my eighteenth birthday

when Gervase had introduced me to sex without Gideon’s knowledge. It had been his

birthday present to me and had, of course, ruined me for any other man.

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I reached out a languid hand and grasped his cock, enjoying the slick wetness and

the hardness within.

“I am glad that you didn’t show me this before you took my virginity. I would have

run away screaming, convinced it wouldn’t fit.”

Gervase grinned and removed my hand, making him look surprisingly like Gideon.

“No, stop playing with me, it is your turn now. What would you like? My fingers, my

mouth, all of me?”

“Yes,” I murmured, closing my eyes. “Surprise me.”

“Eden…” his voice held a warning note. “Open your eyes. I like to watch you

come.”

I opened my eyes and found him kneeling in front of me, his cock hard and ready.

He watched me stare at his cock and his expression changed. “Come here…” his voice

roughened as his grabbed me around the waist and pulled me down hard onto his

engorged shaft. I caught his shoulders for support as he began to move hard and fast. “I

can’t be slow, damn you, when you look at me like that, I can’t.”

I didn’t care as he brought me expertly to climax then slid out of me. He turned me

onto my stomach and arranged me on the edge of the bed. He spread my legs wide

with impatient hands and stood behind me. He grasped my hips and jerked me back

against him as he drove forward. We both groaned at the impact of flesh on flesh.

He withdrew and did it again and again until I thought the heat from my body

would set fire to the sheets. Then, when my throat hurt from the screams I stifled in the

bedclothes, he brought one of his hands around to torment my clitoris and thrust again

until I came hard and long. Two of his fingers slid up my back passage and the

excitement intensified as he worked my body into a state of near frenzy.

I couldn’t move as his flesh slapped hard against my buttocks and he grunted and

bent over me. I heard myself begging him not to stop, begging him to go deeper and

harder. He began to shudder and moan with every deep thrust and whisper in my ear.

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“I love to fuck you, Eden. I love to make you come all around my big cock. I love

you sucking me. Don’t think you’ll get much sleep tonight. I’ve years of dreams to

make up for and I’m going to fuck you until I run out of come.”

This last was choked off as I came hard for him and he joined me in a frenzy of

bucking that left us both breathless and exhausted.

He was true to his word. I woke from another hasty doze into the morning light to

find myself sprawled on top of him, his cock still wedged inside me. I combed my

fingers through his golden chest hair and purred my appreciation. “Gideon was large,

but you are truly massive. How can this be when you are twins?”

Gervase grabbed my chin. His gaze was uncomfortably direct.

“You saw Gideon’s cock?”

I nodded and his grip grew tighter. “Gideon fucked you?”

“No!” I pulled away from him, grabbing a sheet to cover my nakedness. “Gideon

wouldn’t let me touch him at all. He said he wished only to help me.”

Gervase leaned back against the headboard and folded his arms over his chest. A

muscle moved in his cheek. “And what exactly did he teach you?”

My gaze flew to Gideon’s whip that lay in full view on the carpet. Before I could

speak, Gervase leaned over the side of the bed. He scooped up the whip and laid it on

the brocaded cover between us.

“Well?” Gervase asked.

I bit down on my lip as I focused on the whip. “You have to understand, Gervase,

that I haven’t been properly bedded by a man for three years. Gideon understood about

my husband and offered to teach me ways to increase my own pleasure.”

“With that?” Gervase pointed at the whip and I started to blush. He began to laugh.

“Eden, after all we have done together, you are embarrassed to tell me that Gideon

introduced you to the joy of sex toys?”

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I blushed even more. Gervase caught my hand, his voice suddenly serious. “I

should be thankful for Gideon’s aid, if I were you. You would never have been able to

take me with such expertise if you hadn’t had a man inside you for three years.”

Relief rushed through me and I managed to look directly at him. He smiled and

drew back the covers to display his massive erection. He brought the whip handle

alongside himself and pretended to frown.

“You won’t need the whip again, Eden. I think I can fill you much better.”

I nodded, dry mouthed as despite its soreness my body responded to his dominant

presence. My nipples hardened into tight buds. I gently stroked my fingers over them,

enjoying the anticipation. Gervase lay down on his back like a sultan and beckoned me

forward. I crawled up his magnificent body until I sat astride him. His cock was so long

it nudged between my breasts.

He slid a finger inside me to gauge my readiness and showed me it was soaked.

“You are always wet for me.” He put his finger into my mouth and I sucked on it,

enjoying the taste of my arousal. I squeezed my breasts together, trapping his cock, and

bent my head to lick him with the tip of my tongue.

His breath caught as I came up on my knees and positioned him at the entrance to

my passage. He caught my wrist and I stilled when I saw he held the whip. His thumb

made lazy circles on my clitoris and his gaze was heavy lidded with desire. He

whispered, “How about both? My cock and the whip?”

I gazed down into his eyes as he eased the head of the whip handle against the

underside of his cock and clamped his hand around both. “Come on, then,” he

murmured, “let’s see how you do.”

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Chapter Four

I lay back in the rose-scented water and relaxed my sore muscles as I watched

Gervase shave. He had just quit the bath and was naked under his thin black silk robe. I

enjoyed looking at him. There was not a single piece of fat on his lean hard body unlike

Gideon who had begun to soften with his more indolent lifestyle.

There was a discreet tap on the door, and after a quick glance at me, Gervase bade

the person enter. I relaxed back against the side of the bath as Gideon sauntered in and

winked at me.

“Might I assume you two have made up?”

Gervase grunted as he carefully scraped his cut-throat razor over his chin. I gave

Gideon my best smile as he crossed the Persian carpet to sit by the side of the bath.

“I thought we might spend the next few days together in London,” Gideon said as

he crossed one elegant ankle over the other. “At my expense, of course. Eden needs a

new wardrobe now that she is out of mourning and a few days to enjoy society.” He

inclined his head in my direction. “And as Gervase wants to enjoy you, Eden, I suspect

he will be happy to spend his leave with us. Are you both agreeable?”

Gervase grunted again, which both Gideon and I took for assent. My excitement

must have shown as Gideon caught my hand and kissed my fingers. Then he reached

for the washcloth that hung over the edge of the tub and smiled at me.

“Shall I scrub your back?”

I leaned forward and presented him with the graceful curve of my spine and he

began to wash me with languid circular strokes.

After a while, Gideon inquired, “Might I massage your shoulders for you, Eden?

You are probably a little stiff after last night’s activities.”

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I pointed to a jar of rose-scented oil that stood by the bath and surrendered myself

into Gideon’s skillful hands. The scraping sounds of Gervase’s shaving ceased and I

sneaked a glance across to where he sat. His eyes were fixed on Gideon’s fingers as they

circled my naked shoulders and skimmed my collarbone.

“Lower.”

Gervase’s stark command sounded curiously hoarse and Gideon’s hands stilled.

“Go lower, Gideon.”

I sighed as Gideon added more oil to his fingers and massaged it into my breasts.

Gervase swung around in his seat until he faced us. Gervase’s cock had risen and

fought its way through the confines of his robe. I moved my head slightly to one side

and rested my cheek against the front of Gideon’s equally straining breeches.

“Get her out of there, Gideon. Put her on the bed.”

Gideon slid one hand down into the water and cupped me between the legs. I

pressed against his palm, adding even more thick moisture with my instant excitement.

He lifted me and laid me gently on the newly made bed. Gideon sat beside me and

continued to massage the oil into my heated breasts.

Gervase quit his seat and stood over us, a dark powerful figure at the side of the

bed.

“Lower.”

He again directed Gideon who obliged by sliding his oil-soaked fingers down over

my stomach to rest in my nest of curls. My eyes locked with Gervase’s as Gideon

pleasured me, his thumb circling my clitoris, his fingers slipping in and out of me as I

slowly grew hot and wet and ready to explode.

“Enough,” Gervase growled with all the menace of the alpha male.

Gideon withdrew his hand just as I was about to come and, with a shrug in my

direction, he relinquished me into Gervase’s care. He hadn’t reached the door before

Gervase moved to cover me. He slid inside with one smooth movement of his hips. I

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squeezed my internal muscles around his immense presence to hold him deep where I

needed him.

“I’ll expect you downstairs for dinner then.” Gideon’s amused voice floated over us

but this time Gervase didn’t even bother to grunt and I was too busy moaning with

pleasure to answer him.

Sometime later, when we had exhausted our passions, I lay curled against

Gervase’s chest, breathing in his unique scent. Something Gideon had said floated into

my mind.

“Do you have to leave soon, Gervase?”

Gervase shifted against the pillows and propped an arm under his head so that he

could look down on me. He half-smiled at me, relaxing the strong line of his jaw.

“I have to go back to France, love. Don’t you ever read the newspapers? Napoleon

has escaped and seeks to re-form his armies and make himself Emperor again.” His

mouth hardened and for the first time I glimpsed the soldier beneath the sensualist. “I

fear there will be a battle to end all battles before the year is out.”

I came up onto my knees and stared down at him. “You will fight?”

His eyebrow shot up. “Of course I will.” He swept me a makeshift bow. “Major

Gervase Harcourt, at your service, ma’am.” His gaze roved over my nakedness and he

pretended to leer. “Definitely at your service.”

His expression sobered as I reached out to touch his smooth cheek. “Some of our

crack regiments have been sent overseas to America. We can only hope someone has

the sense to call them back before it is too late.”

I sat back and looked at him. How could he contemplate exposing his body to

musket fire, swords and cannon balls without fear? With an inarticulate cry, I threw

myself over him in a vain attempt to offer him my protection.

“I want you to stay here. I don’t want you to die.”

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His deep laugh rumbled through his chest and he stroked my hair. “I appreciate

your concern, love, but I expect to survive.” He laid me back on the bed and leaned

over me, his blue eyes intent. “There is another thing we need to discuss before I give in

to my urge to fuck you again.” He hesitated for a moment as if searching for the right

words. “I have spilled my seed in you. You might bear my child.”

Time seemed to stop as I fought to breathe and protect myself from his gaze. I’d

forgotten that he didn’t know of my deepest shame. I turned away and buried my face

in the pillow. His hand fell heavily on my shoulder and twisted me around to face him.

I struggled hard not to give into the temptation to cry. “I do not think I can have

children. I was barren during my marriage and my husband never let me forget it.”

Gervase’s hand gentled on my arm and he stroked my shoulders in reassuring

circles. His next question was quiet. “What do you mean?”

“Your father arranged my marriage with Mr. Carstairs because I was young and

because Mr. Carstairs desperately wanted a legitimate son. In truth, I have always

wanted a family of my own. The thought of a child, even Mr. Carstairs’ child, was a

welcome one.”

I bit down on my lip as I strove to give Gervase the truth. “At first, he was forgiving

when I did not conceive. Eventually he began to blame me.

“Then, my husband, began to have difficulties in bed with me.” Gervase nodded

and I thanked God that I was with the only person in the world who would accept my