Indiscretions by Madelynne Ellis Page A

could hardly bare to breath because even that slight motion was almost too much stimulation for his fractious nerves.
    He grunted, tried to catch his breath as Vaughan continued to use him, cried out as Vaughan lifted his arse up off the floor and on to his lap. “You understand, Lucerne. You understand what we’ve got. That there’s no room for anyone else. I can give you everything you need.”
    He could too. In that moment Lucerne believed him absolutely. Vaughan filled him in a way that made him wish they could stay locked together permanently, and when he did this while allowing him to fuck Bella at the same time, that was more bliss than any one man deserved. Right now, Vaughan’s fist worked around his cock, stroking him to the rhythm of his thrusts.
    Content of sorts settled over him. His mind drifted, thoughts subsumed by the physical as he began to climb the steep path towards orgasm. Quick. Brilliant. Explosive. There was only so much pleasure his body could take before his climax ripped through his knotted muscles and wrung his cock dry onto his stomach. That was normally enough to soothe Vaughan’s mither. After the intensity of the chase, Vaughan normally quietened. Today his hold on Lucerne remained steadfast. His hips rolled, taking what he needed without restraint until he, too, came with a shuddering jerk.
    Only once they both lay sated, with their skin soiled in sweat and their clothes tangled about them did Vaughan demand another kiss. “I’m not done making my point yet,” he warned. “You deserve another punishment.”
    Lucerne closed his eyes and held on to his lover. He wasn’t entirely certain what Vaughan’s intended point had been. He understood that he was angry, but yelling, or silence or the withdrawal of love might have got that across better than the desperate, heartbreakingly good fuck they’d just shared. Then again, maybe Vaughan’s point had been to show him what he would lose if he sought an alternate companion again.
    Eventually, Vaughan extracted himself from the embrace. He pushed Lucerne to arms length and looked at him. “You’re right. I do know where you were and who you were with. I suggest you don’t repeat the offence or I might have to share that information. How do you think Bella will react if I divulge your little tryst? You’re the saint, remember. I’m the blackguard.
    “Don’t tell her. What purpose would it serve?”
    Vaughan grasped him by the chin and forced him to look him in the eye again. “Perhaps you’d like to think about that. What exactly am I set to lose if she leaves you? I never really wanted her here in the first place. I’m not the one in love with her, you are.” He released Lucerne’s chin with a shove, forcing him backwards. Then he stood and hitched his pantaloons. “Think on that one, Lucerne. Don’t test me again. You won’t like the outcome.” He swept out of the door.
    Lucerne gave a weary sigh and propped himself up on his elbows. He shrugged off his dress coat and found a kerchief with which to clean his skin.
    “You forgot to ask why I did it, Vaughan,” he called after him.
    If Vaughan heard, he didn’t react.
    Releasing a weary sigh, Lucerne rose to his feet. He rang for his valet. Best he got changed before Bella arrived to demand an explanation too. He didn’t want to face her smelling of semen.
    She knocked on the door of his bedchamber just as Ivo had finished helping him dress and entered smiling. “Did he torture you?” she asked. “He did me. He thought we were in collusion and wouldn’t believe me when I said I was as nonplussed as he as to your whereabouts. Where were you, Lucerne?”
    The sparkle in her eyes told him she’d enjoyed her night with Vaughan and whatever punishment he’d dished out, but then he’d noticed that Bella liked Vaughan best when he was riled. Perhaps because she could then provoke a reaction from him with the merest whisper, whereas typically he didn’t responded to her