Chapter Fourteen
The Baron and his new Baroness slept very deeply that first night of their honeymoon. Both were more spent than they had ever been in their lives by the intensity of their nuptial adventures. Blaise had never shared a bed with another person, and found her husband’s warm masculine presence to be remarkably conducive to a better night’s rest than she could ever remember. And this was in spite of (perhaps because of...?) The inescapable fact that every erogenous zone in her entire body was throbbing with inflammation from the chastisement it needed to receive in order for her Lord and Master to perform his manly duties. Let alone those duties themselves, since neither her front nor back passages were at all accustomed to being f****d at all, let alone so vigorously as Trevo
