Ruined (3 page)

When she awoke, the morning light was
beginning to shine through the window. Grey was fast asleep beside
her, his arms wrapped protectively around her. She studied his
face, trying to decide if any part of her regretted what had
happened. She could not find a single part of her that did.

He had been right, she had felt something
pulling him to her, and she could feel that she was in the right
place. Feeling brave, she ran her fingers down his cheek, smiling
when he nuzzled into it. She pulled herself closer to him, so she
could kiss him lightly on the mouth, wanting to know what it felt
like to be the one taking charge. It was a quick kiss, and she had
pulled back almost immediately, but she had awoken him. The next
thing she knew he had wrapped his arms more firmly around her
rolling them both other, so her back was to the mattress and he was
towering over her.

His mouth met hers in a kiss so intense that
he put his entire body into it. After devouring her tongue with
his, he broke the kiss only to move to her ear, biting gently at
the lobe. Finally he pulled back, smiling at her. “Good morning, my
little mage.”

“Good morning,” she whispered back, a grin on
her face.

He watched the smile on her face and
something tightened in his chest. He suddenly felt that he never
wanted to leave this bed. He nuzzled his cheek against hers,
whispering in her ear, “Now that I have ruined you, is my work here
done, or may I make love to you again?”

She slipped her hand between their bodies,
and wrapped her fingers around his hardening shaft. “I insist that
you do, Master Grey.”

He groaned against her neck, and this time
let her move her hand gently up and down the length of him, letting
her rub her thumb occasionally over the tip of him. When he could
no longer bare not touching her, he slipped his own hand between
their bodies, finding her folds and slipping his fingers into them,
rubbing back and forth, flicking her pearl with his fingertips,
before he slid his fingers inside of her. She bent her head back
and moaned, but did not stop her touch on him.

Grey arched his hips forward, his fingers
pumping in and out of her as he lowered his head and took her
nipple in his mouth, sucking on it, while his free hand kneaded her
other breast. She moaned again, and Grey almost lost control of his
restraint. He knocked her hand away, grasped his member and found
her damp sheath, pushing himself into her until he was buried to
the hilt.

She gasped, his shaft feeling both wonderful
and painful in her raw, tight passage. He stopped moving inside
her, his muscles bulging as he held back. “Have I hurt you?”

She shook her head rapidly from side to side.
“No. Do not stop. I need to feel you. I need you inside me. Grey,
please.”

That was all he needed to hear before he
pulled his length out and then pushed it back into her, hard and
quick. He pulled himself free slowly, before once again thrusting
back into her quickly. Slow, quick, slow, quick. He kept up the
rhythm, torturing them both, their hips arching together.

Saribella buried her head into the crook of
his neck and shoulders, biting any flesh within reach of her teeth.
It was almost too much to bear and she wanted him to stop yet she
desperately wanted him deeper inside of her. She felt as if she
were on fire, the heat from his body burning her. She gripped the
blankets tightly in her hands before she wrapped her arms around
him, her fingers now digging into his back.

“Faster, please. Grey, faster,” she moaned,
her breath ragged.

He needed little encouragement, quickening
his pace until his hips were slamming into her slender ones and
this time she did not even need his fingers to send her to
oblivion. Just the feel of him inside her sent her over the edge
and she screamed out in ecstasy. At that moment of her coming, the
door was flung open.

The servant yelped in surprise, and Saribella
heard her mother’s voice. “Frances, what is it? Did you find
her?”

Before Grey could even stop his body from
thrusting, he found his own release, just as Lady Greenley, along
with her handmaid, walked through the door into his room.

“Saribella?” Her mother exclaimed, her hands
flying to her mouth in shock. “What have you done?”

Grey kissed Saribella’s temple, whispering,
“Be strong, my little mage. You can do this.” He pulled away from
her then, his still-hard member slipping noisily from her damp
center. He could do little to hide his bare body from Lady Greenley
but he grabbed the sheet as he rolled onto his back, covering the
both of them.

Shaking from both fear and ecstasy, Saribella
faced her mother, sitting upright on the bed, covering her breasts
with the sheet as she did so. “You would not listen to me, Mother.
I told you I did not want to marry Thomas, and now I cannot."

Lady Greenley barked at the servant to leave
and the terrified girl left without a word, shutting the door
behind her. She turned back to her naked daughter. “You have ruined
yourself over that? You have ruined yourself to escape a life with
a good man. My stubborn daughter, did you stop to think how this
might make Thomas feel? That you were willing to do so much to end
your marriage to him?”

Saribella blushed, but she lifted her chin in
defiance. “I did it to save us both. He does not love me, mother.
He loves another woman.”

Her mother only shook her head, “How many
times do I have to tell you this, Saribella, this marriage is not
about what you or even Thomas wants. It is about doing your duty as
a daughter for this family. Whatever situation Thomas has gotten
himself into with that other woman, it will end. You have doomed
yourself forever. Come, we must see what we can salvage.”

Lady Greenley turned to Grey. “As for you. I
know how persuasive my daughter can be, but you have done her and
this family a grave dishonor. I cannot dismiss you from your
contract, we still need you to hunt down the werewolves, but you
are no longer welcome to stay within the walls of this castle. I
will have your things moved to the inn at once.”

Saribella’s mother did not wait to see what
his response would be as she walked toward the bed, knowing that he
would have no choice but to obey her. She grabbed Saribella by the
arm, and Saribella tried to protest as her mother forcibly dragged
her off the bed, sheets and all, toward the door. Looking back over
her shoulder, Saribella smiled at Grey, mouthing the words,
Thank you.

He grinned, leaning back naked against the
headboard of his bed, winking at her as he mouthed back,
No,
thank you.

*****

Thank you everyone for reading. I hope you enjoyed,
and stay tuned to see what the consequences of Saribella's actions
are in the next installment of the Moon Mage Chronicles.