"Hellfire"...Closed thread

[cgraven]

When he reached her pussy however she groaned and this time when her hands moved it was to reach forward and grasp his shoulders As his mouth worked her tenderest flesh she whimpered and rocked gently, her fingers gripped his shoulders tightly .

"Paul,"

Alex’s voice a husky passion filled whisper. Her young body alive, every fiber now on fire with yearnings the young beauty was ill prepared to deal with. Delery tongue fluttered over her throbbing clitoris, he supped on her sweet dewy nectar, now freely flowing from her aroused body. His teeth tenderly raked across that feverous bud just before he inhaled deeply drawing a cool stream of air across it. Delery’s hands gripped her firm rounded derrière drawing Alex down upon his feasting mouth as her orgasm ripped through her dark forbidden passion coursing through her. He lashed her innocence with his mouth, tongue and teeth. When he felt Alex’s legs give way under her he swept her into his arms her supple quivering body crushed to his He was naked as she when or how he had disrobed was lost in the haze of the erotic scene that they had just played out.

Paul carried her to the bed, laid her upon the satin sheets their cool surface caressing the girls warm nubile body. The bed sagged under the weight of her lover as he came to her. This time there would be no question of rape, no hint of virgin innocent seduced into sin, for this time it had been Alex herself that had willfully desired to embrace that forbidden pleasure her Red Savage had brought to her when he had claimed her. Delery rolled his proud young beauty over on to him, then freed her of the enforced darkness of the blindfold. His lips claimed hers in a searing kiss.

“Come to me Alex!”

Delery drew his flaxen haired slave girl up his body. Paul’s desire for her, now given physical expression pressed against Alex’s belly. Delery brought her to straddle his waist his fingers teasing Alex’s nipples. If she was to have her pleasure she would now have to take more than a passive roll.

 

[caela]

Alex groaned softly as her legs buckled but Paul was there and caught her up against him. Without thought she wrapped her arms around his neck as he carried her to the bed and gently laid her out on it. The cool satin sheets were a welcom caress against her heated skin and when she felt the bed sag slightly as he stretched out beside her she instinctively moved closer to him.

When he rolled her on top of him she laughed softly and her violet gaze sparkled down on him as he pulled the blindfold from her eyes. She met his lips with equal hunger and passion and allowed him to arrange her body over his until she straddled his hips and her chest crushed against his own.

Pushing upright she glanced down at him and laughed once more when she realized that she could feel his arrousal pressing between her thighs and against the most intimate flesh that so longed for their joining. Knowing she'd have to do some of the work this time though was a bit daunting for her and she looked to Paul quizically unsure what to do next.

Finally she stretched out atop him once more and her lips brushed his in a swift but tender kiss before she asked softly, "Explain what your untutored fiance is supposed to do now that you have her up here please?"

 

[cgraven]

When he rolled her on top of him she laughed softly and her violet gaze sparkled down on him.

Delery smiled at the wanton lustful look in Alex’s violet eyes growing ever darker as her passion mounted. The feel of her supple young body. [/i] Pushing upright she glanced down at him and laughed once more she looked to Paul quizzically unsure what to do next. [/i] Then lazily stretched her body against his like a very naughty kitten. Alex’s lips brushed his in a swift tender kiss

"Explain what your untutored fiancée is supposed to do now that you have her up here please?"

So innocent and yet so very naughty at the same time this firry flaxen haired beauty thrilled him more and more each day.

“Well do you remember riding astride your mare to day Alex?”

There was a teasing smiled that bowed Paul’s lips, that broadened into a devilish grin.

“It is really rather simple my darling you simply mount me.”

An arched eyebrow, a quizzical look followed by a maidenly blush and just a hint of an impish smile as Delery’s words took on a meaning all there own. His hands where on Alex’s trim wasp waist he lifted her up steadying her a moment with one hand he guided his aroused man hood to her sweet dewy nether lips and then let the stunning young Flaxen haired beauty’s own weight slowly spread her tight pussy and fully impale her with his lust for her.

“Now ride me Alex ride me like you rode your horse today.”

Delery gave Alex’s firm derrière a playful swat.

 

[caela]

“It is really rather simple my darling you simply mount me.”

A blush colored Alex' cheeks as she realized fully what he meant but she didn't try to stop him as he guided her upward and then positioned himself at the opening of her body. As she slid slowly downward and felt his length filling her a soft sigh parted rose-petal lips and her eyes closed in pleasure. She wasn't sure but she thought he was deeper than before, but perhaps it just felt different from the angle.

“Now ride me Alex ride me like you rode your horse today.”

Delery gave Alex’s firm derrière a playful swat.

She laughed both at his words and at the swat to her ass and grinned down at him. Resting her palms on his chest for leverage she shifted slightly on him. She couldn't help thinking that riding a horse was easier, the horse moved and all she had to do was flow with it. This was much different! Remembering how he'd moved in and out of her before she slowly lifted her hips and let them sink back down, her eyes on his to see if she was doing it right. She knew it felt good to her, but she wanted it to feel just as good to him and her eyes lit with both her lust for him and her concern as well.

Maybe she was overthinking it?

 

[cgraven]

Je ne regrette rien

As she slid slowly downward and felt his length filling her a soft sigh parted
rose-petal lips and her eyes closed in pleasure.

That long slow sigh as Alex closed her eyes Delery slowly filling her as she had never been filed before thrilled him for in that one brief moment he knew this firry young beauty was his. At his playful swat her dark almost mid-night violet eyes sprung open the flaxen haired beauty laughed and grinned down at him. Resting her palms on his chest for leverage she shifted slightly on him, she slowly lifted her hips and let them sink back down, her eyes on his to see if she was doing it right.

Paul smiled up into Alex’s violet eyes reassuringly and he let her body dictate the rhythm. The Red Savage that had claimed her virginity again let his stunning young beauty adjust to him he lay still and then Delery’s hips began to roll, slowly he began to me the innocent young beauty’s plunging decent with a rise of his hips. Like her ride earlier that day Paul flowed with her as she had with her mount. His hands reached up and his fingers gently teased the young girl’s nipples.

Delery slowly took the lead from Alex he let the tempo build until it reached a blinding crescendo he plunged into his wanton lover as he saw the lust and passion built in her eyes. He dropped one hand from her throbbing nipple and he swatted her firm ass again as if she where a spirited mare and his hand the riding crop encouraging her on.

 

[caela]

Alex nearly purred as he began to move under her. It made it easier to take her cues and set a tempo as he moved with her. Her fingers slid up along his chest and gripped at his shoulders as he reached up to tease and lightly pinch her sensitive nipples and she heard a groan that she could hardly credit with coming from her own throat, it sounded wanton and needy in her own ears.

As he took control and increased the tempo she moved with him easily now having found the knack of it. The harder he moved under her however the tighter her thighs gripped his hips and her slick inner muscled clenched around him without her realizing it. She felt as if his lust were flowing directly into her and reveled in the feeling with her head tossed back and her sounds of pleasure filling the room.

It was the swat to her ass that snapped her attention back to his face and stilled her for a moment. It hadn't hurt really but it had stung and surprised her and for a moment she simply didn't know what to do but his body was insistent beneath her as were the needs raging in her own blood and so she pushed it away for later and began to meet his tempo once more, and with increased urgency though she didn't realize it.

 

[cgraven]

Alex nearly purred as he began to move under her. Her fingers slid up along his chest and gripped at his shoulders as he reached up to tease and lightly pinch her sensitive nipples.

She was the rider he the stallion under her Alex’s thighs gripped Paul’s, her head thorn back, her shimmering flaxen tresses wildly flying, only to cascade down over her shoulders veiling her angelic face, and tickling his chest, as a primal urge took hold of the young beauty. Her sighs and moans of pleasure echoed in the room and beyond.

His swat to her firm derrière was harder than before, Alex stilled for a moment, a look of confusion flashed in her dark violet eyes but her young body demanded more, Alexandra Smythe her needs raging in her own blood, began to meet his tempo once more, and with increased urgency though she didn't realize it.

Delery kept Alex just shy of complete release he let her taste it almost grasp it and then another light swat to encourage her on till the slight stinging pain on her firm rosy ass mingled with the pleasure that exploded deep with in her belly. Delery’s own climaxed mingled with Alex’s, her back arching as she screamed her wanton pleasure into the night.

Paul Delery had opened yet another door for his ravishing young flaxen haired beauty, this time it was a darker, more forbidden, pleasure.

 

[caela]

Alex was ready to growl in frustration as he continually drove her body toward the brink of pleasure she knew was there and then would wrench her back from it with a sharp swat to her ass! She moved on him with increasing restlessness and pure wanton need until nothing mattered but her need for release. She barely noticed as she clawed at his chest or heard her own cries of pleasure and need though they grew louder and must surely have been heard by those below.

At last he pushed her over that edge and she felt her world spinning and exploding around her as pleasure filled her belly and pulsed through her blood. She felt as if she were soaring above him for a moment before she collapsed limply on top of him.

Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath and her hair clung to the sheen of sweat that covered them both.

"That was...." her voice trailed off and a small smile curved her lips. She didn't how to say what she meant and simply hoped he'd read it in her eyes.

 

[cgraven]

She moved on him with increasing restlessness and pure wanton need until nothing mattered but her need for release. She barely noticed as she clawed at his chest or heard her own cries of pleasure and need

What a wanton woman little vixen Alex was as she rode Delery her body lewdly hungering for that forbidden pleasure no chaste maiden should crave for. Alex's primal scream of pleasure when her orgasm claimed her body and soul left the flaxen haired beauty spent near exhaustion as she collapsed limply on top of him. Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath and her hair clung to the sheen of sweat that covered them both.

"That was...."

The sweet young beauty’s voice was a passion filled whisper that trailed off her dark violet eyes danced with the fire of her arousal and pleasure.

“…………….sinfully delicious Alex, My love.”

Delery’s eyes smiled up into hers and she could see the pleasure he took in her and that she indeed pleased him.

“Do you want me to teach you more?”

 

[caela]

“Do you want me to teach you more?”

Alex looked up at him as if startled by the question. More? Good god how could there be more than what she had just felt?! Surely he was kidding. No the look in his eyes said he wasn't, that there was indeed more, much more, that he could teach her.

Slowly she nodded her head against his chest, her voice a low hungry whisper, "Yesssssssss, teach me Paul." Turning her gaze to his again her eyes shone with desire but there was a sparkle of playful mirth in those violet depths as well, "But can I rest a few minutes first before you try to kill me with pleasure again please?"

 

[cgraven]

Slowly she nodded her head against his chest, her voice a low hungry whisper,

"Yesssssssss, teach me Paul."

Turning her gaze to his again her eyes shone with desire but there was a sparkle of playful mirth in those violet depths as well,

"But can I rest a few minutes first before you try to kill me with pleasure again please?"

The huger in Alex’s dark firry violet eyes spoke volumes more then her whisper response. Her youthful laughter bubbled over her full ripe lips. Delery kissed those full ripe succulent lips his own dark hazel eyes smiling down in to hers.

“Of course my naughty little vixen, we have time.”

He enfolder Alex in the strength of his arms and let the nearly spent ravishing beauty snuggle closer to him.

“Do you trust me Alex?”

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Byron Montclair son of the Duke of Essex nursed his injured arm Lord Palmalard came to his aid.

“Byron it is not broken just severely dislocated”

Turning to two others he quipped hold the lad. A quick jerk and the arm popped back into its socket.


“You’ll be soar for a week or so but it should heal well.

Montclair look to his friends.

I’ll have that bitch and she will pay for this and pay dearly.

 

[caela]

Utterly unaware and uncaring of what happened below them Alex snuggled closer and pressed a small kiss over Paul's heart.

"Of course I trust you. I wouldn't have let you near my bed a second time if I didn't silly goose."

Shifting on top of him she rolled slightly off him so that she curled against his side with one leg still stretched over his, her body pressing to his side, and her head resting in the curve of his shoulder while one arm curled across his chest to hold him against her.

"I do think though that most of your 'lessons' will have to wait until after our wedding however. I will after all have to be able to make it up the stairs to my bedroom tonight when I get home," she said with a soft laugh. There were moments where he just seemed too serious and she couldn't resist teasing him.

 

[cgraven]

"Of course I trust you. I wouldn't have let you near my bed a second time if I didn't silly goose."


Delery smiled down into her eyes as the ravishing young beauty teased him, her leg draped deductively over his as she curled her luscious young body closer to his. and he could feel her heart beating in time with his against his chest. For the first time in a very long time, Paul Delery was at peace.

"I do think though that most of your 'lessons' will have to wait until after our wedding however. I will after all have to be able to make it up the stairs to my bedroom tonight when I get home," she said with a soft laugh

“Well I could always carry you up to your bed chamber my naughty Vixen and surprise your maid and father in the morning”

He kissed the tip of Alex’s nose and gave her a playful swat on her firm right ass cheek. He knew that their time was growing short and soon she would have to leave or arouse her father’s suspensions.. Delery knew that by morning Lord Smythe would have a full report on his daughter and the Red Savage.



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Byron Montclair decided that first thing in the morning he would pay a call on Lord Smythe and make a very desirable proposal to him that would net his Lords ship money, prestige and would put his haughty young daughter in Byron’s grasp.

 

[caela]

Alex yelped at the swat to her ass and nipped playfully at Paul's shoulder, "Such a brute you are!" she teased before sighing softly because she didn't want to leave his side. She felt safe curled against his body. Safe in a way she hadn't felt since the gossips had ruined her reputation and her father had begun sending her to the Hellfire club. She felt as if he could keep the wolves at bay.

The thought sent a shiver down her spine and as she looked up at Paul worry lit her gaze as a dread thought surfaced in her mind. "Paul, promise me you'll be careful. Byron is a true brute and isn't the sort to take an insult lying down. If he discovers who you are he'll try to hurt you for what you did to his arm tonight."

Byron was young enough that Alex had practically grown up with him. They'd been on the periphery of each other for as long as she could remember. At parties and balls he was always there and Alex had always disliked him. He was a bully and a cheat but his good looks and being a Dukes son kept him from being shunned for behavior that other's would have been ostracized for. If he found out who Paul was she had no doubt a convenient "accident" would occur to him.

"Promise me," she said again.

 

[cgraven]

Alex yelped at the swat to her ass and nipped playfully at Paul's shoulder,

"Such a brute you are!" she teased before sighing softly because she didn't want to leave his side. Delery smiled as his young flaxen haired beauty nuzzled closer at peace in his arms the way her head nestled against his shoulder the feel of her body next to his he never wanted her to leave and yet he knew that she must go soon or arouse her father’s suspicions.

"Paul, promise me you'll be careful. Byron is a true brute and isn't the sort to take an insult lying down. If he discovers who you are he'll try to hurt you for what you did to his arm tonight."

Paul kissed the golden crown of her head and gave Alex a tight hug almost crushing her to him.

“Ah vixen I have survived the wily of the America’s and life with its savages.”

The look in the girl’s violet eyes gave Delery pause and then in a much more serious voice he continued.

“Alex I will be careful of him.”

It was not so much what the flaxen haired beauty had said but the look in her eyes, a look of fear, and Delery had to remind himself he was no longer in the America’s but back in England where family, title , and connections where what ruled a man’s fate not what he did but who he was. He had been ill at ease with the bored spawn of the Gentry that now made up the Hellfire Club.

It was time to go he knew it yet he dreaded it as well and his lips claimed Alex’s in a hot passionate kiss and he let her feel for the first time the love he had for her.

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Bryon approached Lord Smythe the first think next morning Alex was still blissfully asleep in her bed.

Let me understand you Byron, a thousand pounds and Radcliff house and estates if I let you take Alex.

Lord Smythe stood his eyes flaring

How dare you Sir….

Then the older man smiled.


And the rents for the village.”


When Alex heard the tread on the stairs the knock on her door little did she realize that she had been sold as a strumpet for her family’s gain and Byron revenge.

 

[caela]

“Alex I will be careful of him.”

Having gained his promise she smiled gently and met his lips with her own. Her return kiss as hungry and passionate as his. Even if she couldn't quite bring herself to say she loved him yet she knew that she was his and that she didn't want it any other way.

When at last she donned her cloak once more it was late and her body was pleasantly sore. She missed completely the calculating look that Byron cast herself and Paul as she left or she might have been more worried for herself than for Paul. It never occured to her that Byron would seek vengence on her instead of her fiance.

***

The knock on her bedroom the next morning drew her up slowly through the layers of sleep. She gave a low groan as she pushed upright on her bed. She felt like every muscle in her body ached courtesy of her horseback riding and then her night with Paul the day before. Pulling on a robe she heard the knock once more and called out grumpily, "I'm coming give me a moment!"

Tying the robe tightly around her waist she opened the door thinking it must be her sister for none of the servants would have knocked until her maid had told them she was awake. What she found instead startled her into full wakefullness.

 

[cgraven]

“The knock on her bedroom the next morning drew her up slowly through the layers of sleep.

“I'm coming give me a moment!"

What she found instead startled her into full wakefulness.[/i]

There was a sadistic smile on Byron’s face as he stood there at the threshold of Alex’s door, a smug self-assurance that would make anyone’s blood run cold who knew the Duke of Essex’s son and Alexandra Smythe knew Montclair only to well.

“Alex I see you have not dressed as of yet.”

He pushed his way into her room and closed the door behind him. His eyes feasted on the golden flaxen hired beauty’s near state of nakedness as she stood there in her robe her cleavage clearly visible to him as he towered over her. There is no way Byron could have gained access to the second floor and the family’s bedchambers without her father’s knowledge, or at least tascid consent.

“The entire better for it will save you a ruined gown.”

Byron knew that Alex could fight like a cornered bagger and was deadly with her knees and feet as many a randy gentleman’s son had found out. He ripped her robe open and her gossamer nightgown in one swift movement and pulled the shoulders down her arms trapping them by her side Before Alex knew what happen she was laying face down on her bed and his body trapping her and pressing her to the mattress. He was fumbling with his breeches and Alex could soon feel his ridged manhood pressed to her firm young ass cheeks., then sliding along the length of her labia and poking at her clit. No man other than Paul had ever dared touch her in such away and now Byron Montclair was going to lay claim to her young body.

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Paul Delery considered Byron Montclair a sniveling little toady and doubted if he was man enough to challenge him. Yet there was something in his look that had frighten Alex when they had left the Hellfire Club he had seen it in her eyes and the way she had clung top him as they passed the man.

Paul Delery could not rest, sleep you not come, finally he dressed and called for his horse. He rode to Alex’s home and when he posted up to the main door, he saw a carriage bearing the Duke of Essex’s chrest. And he was filled with an uneasy feeling.

 

[caela]

Alex was too startled as Byron entered her bedroom to react. Her brain could barely register that a man she despised had been allowed into this wing of the house much less that it meant her father had let him in. What he was doing there simply made no sense even when he shut her door behind him. It was the tearing sound of her nightdress that snapped her from her confused thoughts and made her realize why he was there.

He hadn't planned his revenge on Paul but on her!

Trapped by the shreds of her nightgown that held her arms fast she screamed as she was pushed onto the bed. The sound carried out the open window and over the grounds making the heads of more than one servant and tenet turn to try and ferret out who was sounding as if they were being murdered.

Caught beneath Byron she struggled against him, deliberatly keeping him from sinking his manhood into her body by bucking and writhing in a sad parody of the motions of lovemaking. Unlike making love however her motions where sharp and brutal and designed utterly to keep him from reaching his goal.

"Get off me you vile, stinking, raping, brute!" she screamed once more and the longer she screamed the more vile her language became until she was using words that no lady of her station should know, much less say. In between the names and the threats she cried for help and couldn't help the tears that sprang to her eyes when at last she realize that no help would come from her own household.

 

[cgraven]

Caught beneath Byron she struggled against him, deliberately keeping him from sinking his manhood into her body by bucking and writhing in a sad parody of the motions of lovemaking. Unlike making love, however her motions where sharp and brutal and designed utterly to keep him from reaching his goal.

"Get off me you vile, stinking, raping, brute!"

She screamed once more and the longer she screamed the more vile her language became until she was using words that no lady of her station should know, much less say. In between the names and the threats she cried for help and couldn't help the tears that sprang to her eyes when at last she realize that no help would come from her own household.

There was a lull in Alex’s desperate struggles as she tried to protect her honor when she realized no help would be coming.

“That’s right Alex my cold little fish your father has sold your body to me for a thousand pounds and Radcliff house and estates and the rents for the village That dear Alex is the price he puts on your honor and I have gladly paid it.”

Byron’s fingers snared her flaxen tresses his fingers, he jerked back Alex’s head bowing her till her back arched and she was powerless to move or fight him longer and then he thrust his cock into her in one brutal thrust. She had been sold as a toy to amuse Byron for him to take his revenge on her for an estate, a village’s rents and a thousand pounds sterling.

Trapped beneath him her tight young pussy impaled by his vengeful lust, he pummeled her sex and he could feel the first dewy embrace of a young body that was treacherous and wantonly hungry for pleasure to long denied.

 

[caela]

“That’s right Alex my cold little fish your father has sold your body to me for a thousand pounds and Radcliff house and estates and the rents for the village That dear Alex is the price he puts on your honor and I have gladly paid it.”

His words still her as surely as the grip to her hair that bowed her body did. Alex felt her heart breaking in her chest as she realized her father had sold her like a common prostitute in the streets. Sold her when she'd finally given in to his demands that she marry and ruined her chance of an honorable marriage in the bargain. For a long moment everything around her was simply numb and black and she wondered in a disconnected way is she was going to simply faint.

The sudden flare of pain as he drove into her body before she was ready snapped her from her thoughts and ripped a fresh scream from her throat. Her nails dug into her own palms slicing into her flesh as he rammed into her body again and again. Tears sprang to her eyes and rolled down her cheeks as he used her like some toy to be taken up or discarded at will with no thought to her own feelings or pain.

The thought filled her with a sudden and violent rage.

Remaining still under him she felt his grip loosen slightly as he seemed to savor the pain he was causing her and with a gut wrenching howl she suddenly drove her body up and off the bed managing to unseat him by sheer susprise. Spinning on her heels she ran quickly for the door and flung it open to streak down the hall at a mad run before he even had time to register fully what had happened.

Flinging open the door to her father's study she eyed him with eyes that were bordering on criminally insane as she grabbed the first thing at hand - a crystal bottle of sherry - and flung it sharply toward his head, "BASTARD!!! What sort of man would sell his own daughter to be raped?!"

Spinning once more she fled the house without even thinking about how she must look and was drawn up short when she flung open the front door to find Paul just dismounting his horse.

 

[cgraven]

Paul Delery had hear the scream of utter pain , it sounded like a lost soul in the depth of hell he bounded from his horse the carriage driver and the footman of Byron’s coach tried to block his way. And the two burly men soon found them selves on the ground one with a bloody nose the other a broken arm. He thrashed them with branch the gardeners had pruned from a hawthorn and then he heard the shattering of crystal.

"BASTARD!!!

Delery bounded up the limestone steps just as the oaken door flung open and Alex stood there her violet eyes black with rage her father bleeding from a cut on his forehead and Byron Montclair smugly standing behind Lord Smythe.

Alex was naked as the day she was born, and flew into Delery’s arms. He held her tight and his eyes held hers just for a moment.

“What is the meaning of this?”

Delery lisped in his Foppish guise He only hoped Alex would see the necessity to keep the guise up.

“I have bought the wench as a bobble a plaything, after all she is a strumpet, and spoiled goods.”

Montclair shamelessly declared.

“My dear Sir that may be, but Miss Smythe is my fiancée and the bands having been posted, and read three times, she is not her father’s to sell.”

Turning to Lord Smythe Delery stabbed a finger at him .

“And as for you Sir you shall void your agreement and sale of my fiancée or my solicitor will bring suit in the privy court for damages and I will tell you Sir you shall not pay less then 100,000 pounds for this breech.”

Then his lisping voice trembling like a frightened maiden he turned again to Montclair.

“And you Sir if you press your dastardly claim or mention this incident in any shape form or matter I shall serve suit on you to at the Privy court.”

The Privy court was the one place where the peers of the realm could take their cases and where influence held no sway. And as Vi Count of Jersey Delery would be the favored.

There was a deadly silence as Alex clung to Paul.

 

[caela]

Seeing Paul Alex flew into his arms and curled tightly against him, her arms tight around his waist as if she'd never let go. And indeed she had no intention of letting go. She was leaving this horrid house with him or she was fleeing without him but she wasn't staying here. The looks she gave him as she held his gaze for a moment was that of a cornered animal ready to run at the slightest movement and her body trembled against his in fear.

Clinging tightly to his neck she whimpered so softly only he could hear it, "I'll kill the raping bastard and my father with him."

She heard him speaking to her father and Byron but almost none of what he said registered. She had suddenly become aware of the fact that she was naked and that all eyes were on her as she huddled against Paul. She could feel the blush that colored her skin and tried to pay attention to what was being said.

“I have bought the wench as a bobble a plaything, after all she is a strumpet, and spoiled goods.”

Alex body stiffened in Paul's arms and a low growling filled her throat. Frightened as she might be she was also still in a grand rage and as she turned her gaze to Byron her violet eyes shot daggers into his soul. She wanted to claw that smug expression off his face with her bare hands.

She didn't hear anything else after that. As her rage consumed her all she could hear was the buzzing of fury in her ears until ti swarmed over her with such intensity that she slumped, limp and unconcious, against Paul.

 

[cgraven]

The looks she gave him as she held his gaze for a moment was that of a cornered animal ready to run at the slightest movement and her body trembled against his in fear.

Clinging tightly to his neck she whimpered so softly only he could hear it,

"I'll kill the raping bastard and my father with him."

Alex’s rage was so intense that the ravishing blonde, naked as the day she was born, clung to Paul, seemingly mindless of the display her nudity was presenting. He body was on fire with her indignation her alabaster skin glowing a rosy pink from the crown of Alex’s head to the tips of her toes.

“I have bought the wench as a bobble a plaything, after all she is a strumpet, and spoiled goods.”

Alex body stiffened in Paul's arms and a low growling filled her throat. As her rage consumed her it swarmed over her with such intensity that she slumped, limp and unconscious, against Paul. Delery swept Alex’s lithe supple body in to his arms and glared at Byron.

“Press your case in court as I said, as for you Lord Smythe, Alexandra will be staying at my town house in the care of my maiden aunt and my solicitor will be calling on you before the day is out.”

Paul Delery placed the naked limp body of Alex over the pummel of his saddle with the help of the stable lad Tommy. A light linen duster was placed around the young flaxen haired beauty’s shoulders so her nakedness would be shielded on the ride form hr father’s house. Delery’s powerful arms encircled Alex as his hands lightly held the horse’s reigns. A nudge of his heels and Delery was off with his Alex her head lulling on his shoulders.

Alexandra’s unconscious form, the picture ravishing young beauty in full bloom, was subtly assaulted by the crisp linen duster as it rubbed and grated across her nipples and the pummel of Delery’s saddle sensually massaged her sweet clit with the ease roll of his mounts gate.

 

[caela]

Alex slowly came to in a world of confliction sensation and emotions. The first thing she was concious of was a strong arm holding her against the familiar feel of Paul's chest. His scent surrounded her and she wrinkled her nose slightly for it was the scent wore by her fiance when in his foppish guise. It took her a moment to realize she was on a horse and not lying beside him and that brought her to fully conciousness with a soft gasp as memory of what had happened that morning came slamming back into her.

As the events of the morning flashed through her mind she felt her rage building and felt the heat of her skin as it flushed with warmth, as if her fury were a physical thing seeking release. She also became aware that she was covered only by a duster and that it scraped most pleasantly against her skin while the pommel of the saddle was nestled between her thighs and ground gently against her clit in time with the horses gait.

Turning her head slightly to gaze up at Paul her eyes were filled with adoration for him as well as her ill-banked fury at Byron and her father. Without thought she pressed a trail of kisses along the part of his jawline that she could reach and murmured softly, "Thank you. Your timing couldn't have been more perfect."

Relaxing into his embrace she pushed her anger aside for the moment. She was safe and protected in her Paul's arms and trusted he'd not let anything happen to her. As she relaxed she let the pleasant sensations created by the duster and the pommel of the saddle wash over her and sighed softly. They weren't quite enough to build her passions but were pleasant and soothing and helped her relax which she needed more than passion at that moment.

She noticed the strange looks they were given as they passed people and finally thought to ask, "Paul, just where are we going? And what do you plan to do when we get there?"

 

[cgraven]

The soft clip clop of his mounts hooves echoed from the cobblestones of the village. Fish mongers pushed their carts and their was a rattling click-ity-clack from the wheels. Delery felt the soft sigh of his lover as she lay nestled in the crook of his arm her soft supple body pressing against his, as she stretched turning her head slightly to gaze up at Paul her eyes were filled with adoration, she pressed a trail of kisses along the part of his jawline that she could reach and murmured softly,

"Thank you. Your timing couldn't have been more perfect."

Delery could feel the ravishing beauty’s taunt little rose bud nipples biting into his chest threw the thin linen duster she wore. His eyes held hers and he smiled down at her.

Paul, just where are we going? And what do you plan to do when we get there?" The common folk along the lane of the seaside village looked on in astonishment at the impeccably dressed fop and the stunning young beauty across the pommel of his saddle her feet bare, the turn of her delicate ankles and one leg bared almost to her upper thigh brazening displaying the flaxen haired beauty’s shapely leg, and her golden tresses wild and lose., hardly a picture of modesty and decorum.

“Alex we are going to the Isle of Jersey and my home.”

It was a simple straight forth statement. He was taking her from her father’s house all that Alex had know to that little out post of England only a few miles off of Calais and the French coast. Alex and his union had not been blessed by the church, and yet he was taking her their to live in his house, a stone’s throw from the madness that now enveloped France.