My Lady Vixen

My Lady Vixen by Connie Mason Read Free Book Online

Book: My Lady Vixen by Connie Mason Read Free Book Online
Authors: Connie Mason
hips, savoring her while she grew accustomed to his size before moving in the age-old rhythm of love.
    “Alexa, Alexa,” Fox murmured throatily against her breast. “you are so sweet. Come with me, my love.”
    Alexa moaned, tossed on the waves of her own surrender. This couldn’t be happening to her. Only her lawful husband had the right to possess her, not a man who hadn’t the courage to show his face. And then his forceful thrusts were carrying her away on a spinning cloud and she was too weak to fight him. A trembling began in her thighs as something fluid and mysterious began to build in her.
    Smiling to himself Fox was aware of Alexa’s excitement and the pleasure he was giving her despite her initial reluctance. As he surged into her moist, silken sheath, he felt waves of ecstasy encompass her, and she cried out rapturously as he branded her flushed face with his kisses. Only when she was still did he allow his own passion free rein as his huge frame shuddered convulsively and he joined her in paradise.
    Alexa came to her senses first, pushing at Fox until he raised himself and shifted his weight to rest beside her. “You’re incredible,” he sighed breathlessly, running his hand possessively along the rise of one slim hip. “Virgin or not, you have more passion in your petite body than a woman with years of experience. You’ve given me something precious to carry in my memory for years to come.”
    Alexa was stunned by her response to Fox and his lovemaking. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined making love could be so pleasurable. Of course she had her romantic musings, what girl didn’t? All she really knew of sex was what she read in romance novels she bought without her father’s knowledge. And they stopped far short of full disclosure. Quite often she had tried to envision what it would be like to make love with Charles but the thought usually left her cold and depressed. From all she had overheard or been told she assumed it was a duty she must perform perfunctorily,giving her little pleasure. But Fox had just proved otherwise.
    “Why so quiet, love?” Fox purred in a low, raspy voice. “Have I disappointed you?”
    “Oh, no, I mean, oh, I don’t know,” Alexa answered, confused. “I should hate you but I’m not certain how I feel.”
    “Did I give you pleasure?”
    “You know you did.” Alexa admitted, blushing. She was glad the cabin was too dark to make out her features.
    “Then don’t feel remorse at what we did. What you felt was natural and right.”
    “Will I feel the same with anyone?” Alexa asked curiously.
    “I hope not,” Fox teased, bending his head to press a kiss on her trembling mouth. “But any man worth his salt has the power to bring a woman to climax and give her pleasure.”
    Alexa said nothing but seriously doubted another man could give her the same pleasure as the mysterious Fox. At that precise moment thoughts of Adam Foxworth were so far removed from her mind as to be nonexistent, for Fox’s hands and lips were once again carrying her into a world where no one existed but the two of them.
    Before she fell asleep she heard him whisper huskily, “We are far from finished, my lovely Alexa. We will meet again.”
    A persistent knocking roused her from a dreamless sleep and Alexa immediately looked to the pillow beside her, knowing instinctively that she was alone. No doubt Fox had risen long before dawn to return unseento his own cabin. “Who is it?” she called out sleepily.
    “It’s Adam. We’ve arrived. As soon as you’ve dressed and had breakfast meet me on deck.”
    Alexa was out of bed like a flash, gazing out the porthole. She gasped in delight at the awesome panorama spread out before her. The ship appeared to be anchored a short distance from shore in a small sheltered cover. Above her on three sides rose steep gray cliffs stark against a cloudless blue sky. Atop one majestic outcropping hung the outline of a castle, magnificent yet

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