Lord Greyton's Fall From Grace (Lords of Avalon Novella Series) by K. R. Richards Page A

“Grace, you are not too tender after our lovemaking this morni ng, are you?”
    “No, Owen I am not tender, I want you . ”
    He slowly entered her . “Did I bring you any discomfort , Grace?” he asked through gritted teeth . The feeling of being embedded in her hot, wet sheath was incredible .
    “No,” Grace answered breathlessly as she wrapped her legs about him. She wanted to feel him deep er inside her.
    Owen began his rhythm. Grace was with him , moving her hips to match his thrusts . She caressed the muscles on his chest, his arms, his back, his buttocks . Everywhere she t ouched him he burned . His rhythm increased . Owen thrust faster, deeper, watching Grace’s every expression as he gave her pleasure .
    Grace found being joined with Owen quite the most wonderful experience . She felt they were one . She liked being skin to skin with him, savored the feel of the coarse hairs of his chest teasing her breasts . She moaned softly as he began to th rust deeper . She clung to him as the familiar tightening began, as the need for release built inside her like a raging inferno . S he cried o ut as she reached the crescendo. T ime seem ed to stand still as she hovered on the precipice of pure ecstasy . Pleasure, hot and molten, rushed throughout her body with a fury, leaving her boneless and trembling . She felt his lips against her ear, heard hi s gutt u ral groan as he continued to thrust into her . She felt him tense and shudder as warmth flooded her . They lay there, entwined, gasping for breath for long moments .
    Owen gathered her in his arms and held her close . He kissed her temple . “Grace, my love , I cannot wait for us to m arry, to be with you every night like this . ” He kissed her temple tenderly . “I love you, Grace.”
    “I love you to o , Owen, ” Grace whispered as she snuggled against him, tucking her head beneath his chin . She listened to the steady beat of his heart until she drifted off to sleep.
    They woke several hours later and loved one another gently . They slept a nd woke in the hour before dawn. K nowing Owen would have to return to his chamber before the household stirred, they made passionate, frenzied love to one another and drove each other to the heights of ecstasy yet again . They were both left gasping for breath and boneless in the euphoria of their powerful joining.
    Owen kissed her tenderly before he slid from her bed . “Since we have visitors, Grace, do you suppose your father would allow you to remain another night?” Owen posed hopefully . He had just spent the most incredible night wit h the woman he loved, he wanted - no he needed one more night .
    “I think he will, ” Grace answered . Her father had been very accommodating . She surmised he must approve of Owen as her suitor, though he had never said a word to her .
    “I’ll have father send a letter requesting that y ou remain with us another night, ” Owen smiled as he caressed her cheek with his hand .
    Grace beamed . “I would love to stay another night providing you join me in my bed .” She caressed Owen’s cheek in return and bestowed a kiss filled with passion upon him before he left her alone in the bed.
    “I will join you in your bed, my love . I’ll see you at breakfast in a few hours, ” he grinned.
    Grace yawned as the door closed . S he fell asleep with a smile upon her face.
     
    After breakfast, Owen invited Grace for a morning ride . Lord Wincanton and Lady Elizabeth were planning to rid e also . After Grace changed and returned downstairs, she found Owen awaiting her .
    “Where are Libby and Lord Wincanton?”
    “They chose to ride along the Quay . I told them we were headed for the wood.” Owen’s eyes gleamed mischievously . “So we shall be alone.” He grinned devilishly .
     
    Once they made it to the pool and waterfall , Owen laid down the quilt he brought along . He pulled his lady to him and kissed her quite passionately . He eased her down onto the quilt and slid his