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.“You sorely try me, Rose.Why do you refuse to believe me when I say I do not want Veronica?”“A man of your reputation and sexual stamina needs little provocation to make love to a women.Why should I believe I am any different from countless other women you lusted after?”He touched the tip of her breast with his fingertip, apparently engrossed with the swelling bud.When he lowered his head and flicked his tongue over the taut tip, Rose groaned and arched her back.“Lust can be a good thing,” Dominic observed.“We should enjoy the one thing we do well together.”He rose abruptly, his body a study of masculine strength and attractiveness as he walked to the low chest and dampened a cloth in a bowl of water.Rose could not help staring at him, admiring the way he moved; the rippling muscles in his arms and torso and the long tendons of his thighs and legs.His battle scars bore silent witness to his courage and detracted nothing from the overall beauty of his body.Dominic carried the wet cloth back to the bed.“Why are you looking at me like that? Do my scars disgust you?”Rose blinked, unaware that she had been staring.“I told you before that they did not.”He grinned.“Am I to believe that you find something about me to admire?”“Your body is …” She blushed and looked away.“I mean, you are an attractive man.”He knelt on the bed and spread her legs.“What are you doing?”“Washing my seed from between your legs.”Rose gritted her teeth and held very still as Dragon plied the wet cloth between her thighs.She blew out a relieved sigh when he moved away and used the wet cloth on himself.Rose assumed he was ready to go to sleep but learned how very much she was mistaken when Dragon leaned over her and pressed his lips to her nipple.“I am tired,” she demurred.“I am not,” Dominic replied.“This time I intend to love you properly.Making love against a wall leaves much to be desired.”Rose wanted to agree but could not find even a tiny fault with Dragon’s skill while making love against a wall.The pleasure could not have been more intense in any other position.Rose’s thoughts splintered when he dragged his mouth down the length of her body, to that place still sensitive and throbbing from his previous loving.His tongue flicked over the hardened bud of her femininity, and she went rigid.“Do you like that, love?”She could not find her voice.He must have taken her silence for approval, for he plied his tongue with renewed energy, seeking delicate flesh that burned and pulsed at his intimate touch.Then he inserted his finger into her aching center, and she fell apart.But he was far from finished.She was still hovering on the brink when he rose over her and impaled her, rekindling the flames devouring her as he thrust and withdrew in long, powerful strokes.The last thing she remembered before losing contact with reality was Dragon’s voice, calling out her name.Dominic shouted Rose’s name at the height of his passion and released his seed.Somehow, hearing her name on his lips when he climaxed sounded right.When the storm passed, he pulled out and fell in an exhausted heap beside Rose.He hated to leave the sweet warmth of her body, but he was too tired for another bout of lovemaking.After a short rest perhaps …Dominic did not awaken until daybreak.A morning of hawking had been planned, so he rose immediately, though he would have liked to linger in bed and awaken his wife with kisses.Sighing regretfully, Dominic dressed quickly and left the solar.The guests were already gathered in the hall, eager to begin the day’s activities.Today they would break their fast with bread and ale, then return to the keep for a substantial midday meal, followed by games and dancing.Hawking was a sport enjoyed by both sexes, and the ladies were as eager to leave as the men.Since Dominic was late, he grabbed a hunk of bread from the table to take with him and gulped down a mug of ale.Then he led the way to the mews, where the falconer and his helpers awaited them.“What happened to your hand?” Veronica asked, hurrying to catch up with Dominic.“A small wound.Tis nothing serious,” Dominic said with an impatient gesture.Veronica grasped his hand in both of hers.“She did this to you! Do not deny it, Dragon.The woman you wed is dangerous.You should put her away where she cannot hurt anyone.I will bear witness should you need proof of her madness.There are places for women like her.”“I will think on it,” Dominic said absently.The suggestion that Rose was unbalanced was ridiculous, but it was easier to agree than to argue with Veronica.Rose hurried along the path to catch up with Dragon.She had arisen minutes after he left the chamber and was close on his heels.She loved hawking and had no intention of missing the morning’s sport.When she saw Veronica join Dragon, she hung back but remained close enough to eavesdrop on their conversation.What she heard made her want to scream in outrage.How could Dragon think her mad?‘Twas true she had threatened him on more than one occasion, but his injury was as much his fault as hers.It galled her to think she had almost believed he intended to set his mistress aside and honor their wedding vows.He lied as energetically as he loved.Rose’s attention sharpened when she heard Veronica say,“If you convince the king your wife is mad, mayhap he will set aside your marriage so you can wed another.You will still have Dragonwyck without being saddled with a wife you do not want.”Rose winced as Veronica placed a dainty hand on Dragon’s chest
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