The First Night With The Duke Novels & Stories

Ryan was instantly silenced, his mouth opening and closing like a fish gasping for air. I looked directly at Marcus, the man I had once thought I loved more than life itself. "Marcus, I came down here not because I can't bear to leave you, but because I wanted to say some things to your face. Things you need to hear." Marcus's eyes filled with desperate hope again. "I, Catherine Blackwood, am a Duke's daughter who was beloved and cherished from the moment I was born. But because I was blind and stupid enough to fall for you, you trampled my dignity into the dirt and let a servant lord over me like I was nothing."

“Lord, how forgetful of you. You caught those bunch after they tried to claim a part of your territory as theirs. Their parents just paid a big ransom for them just a month ago. They’re now free as doves.” “So they’re our friends.” Lucas smiled back. “Yes, Lord Duke. They are f*cking adorable friends that gave us free money.” “The bastards dared to venture deep into my territory without my permission and they’re doing it again.” The duke shook his head as the stupid bunch tried to flirt with the mysterious lady. His gaze sharpened further after seeing that a few were already getting too physical. “Lucas, what should I do?” “Greet them my liege?”

She turned to Clare once again and stated, "We're sharing the room, but not sharing the bed, if that's what you're thinking." Clare let out a sigh of relief, feeling as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. She watched as the duchess moved around the room, gathering her things. Clare couldn't help but feel a little envious of the duchess's poise and grace, even in the midst of what was clearly a confusing and embarrassing situation. The Duchess made her way toward the bedroom and said, "You sleep on that sofa." "Wait, what?" Clare finally caught on.

, she responded and they moved over to an empty sit while he ordered for drinks. Fiona didn’t know what happened next, all she remembered was waking up in the arms of a handsome stranger the next morning, with her cloth on the floor and her underwear on his face, filled with embarrassment, she quietly took her stuffs, dressed up, and sneaked out of the hotel room. She had lost her virginity to a stranger!!!, it was one hell of a night. She was super grateful he was fast asleep, because if he wasn't, she wouldn’t even know how to face him. She had her first sex as a one night stand, all thanks to Bella, she thought ironically as she made a promise to herself never to let this happen again. Sh

Edward reciprocated the action. Without wasting much time, the Duke left his embrace and began speaking "I am here for an important issue. As you know, I have a new wife." The man nodded in response. "And we are just starting to have a good relationship when Williams began pulling some stunts." the Duke added. "Like how he killed your first wife?!" his friend asked, exclaiming.

the man said while huffing his pipe. A blond haired man leaned down at to get a fleeting glance of white hair, which disappeared into the door below. "That.... she is Miss Eloise Ayles, her father Harem Ayles a small viscount passed away recently so they are moving to their mother's home town in your duchy. What you don't know about that? What kind of a Duke are you, huh?" he jokingly said. "hmmm, she seems silly," he whispered, blowing out a cloud of smoke.

I rose from his Majesty’s bed, coordinated the duvet, blanket and pillows to their respective places, since seeing things in an orderly manner is like watching an ASMR video—it tingled my senses in a pleasant way. “I’ve never seen a Lady from any noble houses who knows how to make a bed.” It was a small thing, Your Highness. After that scene was a significant question mark. They apologized since I witnessed an unpleasant, nasty and unknown scene. Duke Frederick reiterated that their topic was the other incident which involved me and him. “I didn’t understand what you were talking about, Your Grace. It’s my first time seeing you today.” Duke Frederick laid his teacup and if firing blazing sta

She had dressed perfectly for the night, an elegant black sheath, diamonds on her wrists, a glass of red wine held like a trophy. She was waiting for him. Duke arrived with shoulders set, jaw tight, eyes colder than the winter sky. He didn’t bother with greetings. Not tonight. “Alexandra,” he said, voice low. She smiled without turning. “You’re late.” Her tone was gentle, sweet or dangerously sweet. The sweetness of poison. “I wasn’t sure you would come.” She finally looked at him, eyes glowing with a warmth that always felt rehearsed. “I came,” Duke replied, “to end this.”

, Duke spoke, and Lelia was startled a bit out of her little world to find herself staring at him again. But when the Duke's words rang in her ears she became confused. What did he mean by that?" Lelia looked down at herself and gasped in shock. She was in such a hurry to see him that she forgot to change her nightie. She was wearing a white short nightie which was somehow covering her ass. She had bought the nightie many years ago. She doesn't want to waste money on a night dress so she keeps using the short nightie. She thought to buy some nighties after marriage as she didn't want to embarrass herself before Duke, but when Duke gave her a separate room, she kept using it. She thought Duke

“You didn’t—” I couldn’t finish my words as he crawled up in bed with his blazing stare, and covered me with his body while still fully dressed. “Do you have any fucking idea how hard it is to control my dick and keep my hands off you the entire night while you were so fucking hot and gorgeous back there?” He looked right into my eyes, his gaze so intense, making me squirm. “If you wanna fuck me tonight, then start undressing, Duke of Guillaume,” I smirked. “Otherwise, I’m gonna use the vibrator and clamps to make me feel good.”