Thornback Lover: A Dark Romance

A beautiful Decent

A beautiful Decent

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“Oh, just a moment your majesty,” Mrs. Cree squawks. “Aribeth will be down in a moment. She will be quite an asset to your dilemma.” I look at both Mr. Cree and Riley to see them both nodding. So, she is as amazing as it seems.

“f**k!” I hear her yell from somewhere in the house. Mrs. Cree’s face becomes red, and she does not dare to look at me while Mr. Riley looks amused. Her father doesn’t look to have heard it. I listen as someone runs somewhere upstairs a maid comes and whispers to Mrs. Cree and then dashes back up. Soon another set up footsteps run down the stairs, I watch with amusement as I see bare feet, and lower legs come into view down the stairs. I can’t help but feel hunger bloom in my chest at the sight of the person’s bare skin. Then as she turns the corner on the stairs her brilliance comes into full view. She pauses on the landing not moving to the few stairs she has left and the stairs that would close the distance to me, allowing me access to her.

She looks wild, her hair falling out of a bun, feathering across her shoulders and the dress she has on is tight and cut wonderfully low. Her hand is over her breasts in an attempt to conceal them or hold them in place, so they don’t spill out. When she notices us, she drops the hem of her dress covering her legs and bare feet once more. The look of shock is painted on her face as she takes in each one of us, looking at me last.

I did not think a visit to her house would reward my eyes with such a feast. Mrs. Cree interrupts my thoughts rushing to her side. “Here dear, let me help you get ready.”

“No, she is quite fine Mrs. Cree, I assure you,” I say pleasantly. I don’t want her looking proper, I want her like this, wild.

“Oh, she is –“I cut off the mother.

“She is beautiful.” I hold out my hand for her to take as the mother pushes her down the last few stairs towards me. She is quick on her feet down the stairs but still collides into my chest and I resist the urge to wrap myself around her. I feel her body tense against mine and against my better judgment move my hands to her arms pushing her, sadly not to me but away. Taking her hand in mine, I bask in her shocked frozen face and lightly kiss her knuckles. Flicking my eyes to her mother I notice she now looks very pleased; I might as well stay longer then. “Shall we have some lunch and whine?” This makes Aribeth frown.

When we walk, I can’t help but hold her back and slow my pace to get some space from the others. “What has you frowning?”

“Nothing of consequence.” She tells me as her hand returns to her chest.

“What had you screaming f**k a few minutes ago?” I tease unable to stop myself. She visibly bristles but doesn’t look at me.

“That was my maid, she dropped something when something startled her.”

“Oh, I think not,” I purr we are completely stopped now, the others just disappearing out of sight. Reaching out I touch a lock of her hair, grazing my knuckles over her collarbone. She sucks in a breath turning to me with irritation in her eyes. YES.

“Fine, I said fuck.” I raise an eyebrow, impressed that she said it in front of me.

“What caused you to say it?” I press, leaning into her while she steps away from me. Her eyes dart around finally noticing that we are alone.

“We need to catch up with the others, it is improper for me to be alone with you.” I smile, I saw her leave the Belmont’s ball with Mr. Riley, alone, in his carriage. The thought annoys me.

“I will move once you tell me.” She keeps stepping away from me and the wall will be at her back in another step or two. Hunger vibrates within me, pleased, and somehow not satisfied at the same time. I am enjoying this game with her.

“Fine, the corset is too tight.” She says blankly and I believe her, it must be sucking the life from her. Something I rather be doing. Disappointed our game has ended I step back reluctantly, and we proceed to the garden where lunch is being served. I must pace myself with her, I don’t want to get bored quickly as I do so very often and she seems like such a rare find.

We sit across from one another, Mr. Riley on one side of me, and her father on the other. Her mother sits next to her fussing over her hair as a maid pins it back in place. This only brings out the tops of her breasts more and I can’t keep my eyes from straying there. Her mother catches me a few times but only smiles. Happy that I am taking an interest in her daughter no doubt and hoping she will be Queen. All mothers do, and this is not my first game like this that I have played. The hunger in her eyes is well known to me.

When her father speaks it takes all my willpower to tear my eyes away from her beautiful chest. “What has you coming to our humble home today, your majesty? I am sure it is not just our wine and something to eat.” I would like to taste his daughter…

“You are correct Mr. Cree. All this travel for Aribeth to read documents seems to be a bit too much. The contracts that we have struck seem to be solid ones and I would like her to come live at my castle… All of you.” I add quickly. “While we finish negotiations.”