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surrounded the entire castle and training grounds beyond. The wind blew a salty
breeze from the ocean that stretched out in blue wonder, not one hundred paces behind
the castle wall.
Renoir entered the training field and faltered. Was his mind befuddled, or did he
now live the dream that had dogged his sleep for the past five years?
He turned to his squire. That knight fighting Sir James. Describe him to me.
His squire smiled and tipped his head toward the training field. It is your
friend of some years past, milord. Sir Sebastian D lergo, the Spanish ruler s champion.
Sebastian.
Renoir wanted to run, to laugh, to scream. Sebastian, here in Wilburn! How
could this be so? He drew a deep breath to steady his nerves and walked slowly, step
by step, toward the great love of his life.
Why did he desert me? Will he still want me? How can I live if he rejects me? All these
thoughts flashed through his mind as he walked.
Sebastian stopped fighting as Renoir approached, and sheathed his sword. The
Spanish knight genuflected in respect, his gaze lowered.
Renoir s heart raced and his stomach twisted as he stepped close. Sebastian s
glorious scent accosted his nose, and even now, after all this time, the aroma made his
cock swell.
Sebastian had changed; he appeared taller than Renoir remembered, his deep
gold skin now scarred from battle. His glorious hair hung to the middle of his back,
sleek and black as a raven s wing. When Sebastian raised those deep, sultry, sienna
eyes, Renoir was at a loss for words.
His heart ached and he drowned in a fierce desire, an uncontrollable heat. Sir
Sebastian, welcome to Wilburn. His trembling voice almost betrayed him.
It s very good to see you again, my lord. Congratulations on your marriage. I
must say I was surprised to discover that you were wed to the countess. I have brought
a gift from El Cid Campeador. A stallion to enrich your lines. Sebastian s voice was
warm, but his eyes displayed hurt and confusion.
I would like to see this gift. Walk with me to the stables.
Renoir instructed his squire to return to the castle then he and Sebastian walked
in silence until they cleared the training field.
Sebastian grabbed his arm as they entered the deserted stables. Married! You
married the old hag? Dear God, Reni, do I mean nothing to you?
Renoir touched Sebastian s face and let his hand linger. Why did you leave me
if you felt like this?
I am El Cid Campeador s champion; he d not allow me to leave. I m valuable to
him. I could not write. I ve not been taught, and who would I ask to do so for me, El
Cid, himself? I had no choice but to suffer in silence. When he asked me to come to
England to protect his friend s widow I thought my luck had changed. To find you
married, in a woman s bed . . . .
Tis a marriage of convenience. I ve a proxy for her bed.
The words had scarcely left Renoir s mouth when Sebastian backed him into an
empty stall and crushed him against the wall. The man s hot and hard body molded to
him as his magnificent hard cock dug into his stomach.
Renoir sighed as Sebastian took his mouth with open wet lips. He inhaled his
lover s spicy scent, sucked his probing tongue, and took great handfuls of his hair
while he kissed him back. The kiss was so hungry, so deep, their breaths came in gasps.
Sebastian s rough hands cupped Renoir s ass cheeks as his rock hard cock
ground against his stomach. The man s fevered lips sucked his chin, bit hard on his
neck, before ravaging his swollen lips.
I need you, need you now, Sebastian said, his forehead resting against
Renoir s. His sienna eyes pleaded.
So beautiful. So sensual.
Renoir fell to his knees and pulled down the front of Sebastian s leggings,
allowing his magnificent cock to break free. Sebastian pushed him away and ripped off
the leggings, tossing them aside. He grasped his swollen cock and lifted it, exposing
tight, hairless balls. He stood over Renoir, legs spread apart, bracing himself against the
wall with one hand.
Lick my balls. Show me how much you missed me.
Renoir lifted his head and groaned as Sebastian s heady scent surged over him.
He licked the tight golden skin and gently sucked the balls into his mouth. The salty,
oh-so-delicious flavor flooded his senses. His tongue slid to the sensitive part behind
his lover s sac then he lifted his head and sucked hard.
Sebastian groaned in ecstasy as Renoir trailed his tongue to his entrance, circled,
and slipped inside. He probed and teased the puckered passage until he felt a hand
sink into his hair. Then he lifted his head, sought and found Sebastian s bobbing cock.
The slit was wet; the head large and deep purple. Renoir opened his mouth to
accept this wonderful gift. Sebastian s hands held his head gently. Renoir circled his
thumbs across his lover s ass cheeks as Sebastian moved against him, fucking his
mouth slowly. Renoir heard himself moan with the pleasure as Sebastian s delicious
length slid across his tongue.
Then his lover called out his name and spilled in long, salty spurts. Renoir held
him deep and sucked him dry, his own need for release lost in wonder.
Sebastian s hands still held his face. He stared at Renoir with such deep love.
I ve never been fucked by a man. I like to be dominant. Yet I want you deep inside my
ass, Reni. I want you to be my first, he whispered.
Here?
Sebastian chuckled. If we are found, mayhap they will tell the new lord? Oh
yes, that would be you, my dear Reni. He bent to kiss Renoir deeply, passionately.
We have no oil. It will hurt and I ve not tried this before.
Sebastian reached out and took a small metal container from a shelf. Fat from
sheep s wool may be good for cleaning saddles, but it is better than butter for our
needs. He chuckled, tossing the tin to Renoir.
Then he dropped to his knees and laid his magnificent body over a bale of hay.
Renoir licked his lips as Sebastian opened his legs. His puckered entrance was
dark, and his balls and cock hung down, making Renoir s heart thunder with lust. He
could not resist running both hands down his lover s golden back. So smooth, so
muscular. He kissed a long line down Sebastian s spine then licked circles across his
taut ass cheeks before biting down hard. Sebastian growled in approval as Renoir
licked and nibbled until teeth marks peppered his glowing ass.
Renoir s trembling fingers dipped copious amounts of grease from the pot and [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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