Here's the last chapter and epilogue! Chapter 12 is heavily redacted, but the whole thing is on my site: VioletKingAuthor DOT com. To get the free membership, click on the menu item titled: Get Your Free Membership. Enjoy!
Chapter 12
It was all Darcy could do to pretend sleep when his wife...asked him to roll onto his back.
Fitzwilliam did as he was told, intrigued to discover what she would do next. He had never been awake for the initiation of their late-night unions. Only the release and aftermath.
But Mrs. Elizabeth Darcy truly was a wanton, and clever one, much to her husband's delight.
He let her set the pace, rocking in time, his fingers entwined. His eyes flew open, wanting to look. Her face was flushed and sweat glistened on her brow and perfect bosom, still bound by her dress and stays even as her skirts hid their union. Her wet heat pulsed around him.
"It is just a dream," Elizabeth murmured, but Darcy could not hold the ruse any longer.
"No, wife, it is not." Darcy sat up, pulling her into an embrace.
She gasped. "Fitz!"
The position was awkward, and Elizabeth slipped off of him.
"Come back," Darcy said.
Elizabeth squirmed, settling herself again as he attempted to spread his, but his trousers were caught above his knees. Blast them!
"I can explain – –."
"I understand well enough."
"You were awake!"
Darcy pushed up inside of her, the thrust weak but she shivered around him, and his pleasure grew. He smiled, "It hardly seems fair you should have all the fun."
"I did not wish you to think me wanton."
"I like you wanton." Now if only she would stop talking. He was close, too close. He pulled her closer, pressing her mouth to his. As much as he wanted to release inside of her, he wanted to feel her release first. Knowing now he need not hold back, he bit her lower lip. She gasped and clenched.
He ran his tongue over where he had bit, tasting a hint of salt. "You like that," he said.
"Yes," Elizabeth's eyes were dark, filled with desire and lust. Everything he had wanted in his dreams lay before him.
"Use me," Darcy said. "I want to feel how much you want me."
She rose and fell on him again, her hips moving faster and faster. He kissed her, hard; his desire crested and she let out a long moan, her insides pulsing, drawing his release soon after. She fell against him, and he leaned back onto the blanket, gasping against her neck. He softened inside of her, not wanting this moment to end.
"Fitz," she murmured against his neck.
"Next time," he said, the vision forming in his mind as he spoke. "I will tie to the bedposts and use you. It is only fair, considering have you have taken liberties with me."
Darcy felt her smile against his skin.
Elizabeth said, "As you wish, Mr. Darcy."
EpilogueA month later, Annalise, Elizabeth's maid, smiled as she loosened Elizabeth stays. "I fear we shall need to let this dress out in the next month. Considering your condition..."
Her condition? It took Elizabeth a moment to understand. How long had been since her monthly courses? She had missed, one... no two of her monthly courses.
"I am with child!" A delighted smile rose to Elizabeth lips as she stared, wide-eyed into the mirror. This was the face of a soon-to-be mother.
"Is not surprising, considering how much time you and your husband spend in each other's company. I am sorry if I am too forward," Annalise added.
Elizabeth laughed and shook her head. No, Elizabeth and Fitzwilliam Darcy shared an energetic union. Fitzwilliam still walked sometimes in his sleep, but instead of leaving their bed, he pulled her close and… Loved her. Whether awake or asleep, sharing a meal or a bed, they loved each other. It was all Elizabeth had wanted, and now, she knew she had the love of shared habit and a shared heart.
And now, a child.
Elizabeth's mother had said it was better to keep such news to oneself until the third month had passed, but Elizabeth did not wish to hide another a secret between from her husband.
No secrets. And if Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy dared imply his wife's interest in him would wane as her belly grew, she would prove him deliciously wrong, both in his dreams and the warm light of day.
The End.
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