Page 86 of The Fighter who Needed Me
Brooks
Northumberland, England April 1813
Living with Persephone was total bliss. They woke every morning, insatiable for the other.
And they learned new ways to please the other.
The first time she had taken his length into her mouth, he had thrown his head back against the bed so hard, it hurt.
It felt so good for his cock to be in the haven that was her lips and then she climbed on top of him and made him see stars after she had claimed her climax.
Again. Bliss. They loved and laughed each day and he could not imagine a more perfect life than this.
Each day they went out into the forest, and he would walk slowly with her, helping her gain strength in her legs.
She stumbled less and could go further with each day that passed.
And he started to teach her to box. To defend herself if necessary.
This also helped strengthen her more. Her arms, and her stomach.
She was light on her feet after the first few bouts and he was proud to see how far she had come.
Each day they would walk to the estate and Rhia would be there waiting.
The two had become as thick as thieves and Aidan had asked him for help around the manor.
Which he freely gave. Aidan knew of his skill in fighting and wanted his footmen and stable hands to have that knowledge. Just in case.
So each day he would kiss his wife and then would teach the men in a large room that had been Aidan’s training room.
Some of the men had never been taught how to fight. And it showed. They were slow and unwieldy.
But as the days went on, they grew more comfortable with their fists, knives and swords.
Aidan was the most spectacular knife thrower and fighter Brooks had ever seen.
He could hit a moving target with no issues, and it landed exactly where he said it would go.
Brooks had seen him fight a little on the ship, but to see him up close? The Duke knew how to handle himself.
He was also excellent at the sword and with guns.
Brooks was impressed to say the least and the men were in good hands.
Aidan had asked him if they could box, just once. To see who would win, and Brooks knew it would be close.
The footmen had set up a ring of sorts, and Burk, Cabe and Jacob had come to watch.
Cole had gone back to London a few days prior, needing to finish up with Parliament before Eden had their baby and she had gone with him.
Case, his wife and their mother had also gone to their house in the country, which wasn’t far away and Cabe was grateful.
Rose wanted to stay at the estate, knowing that Lydia was the best midwife there was, and Cabe hadn’t argued.
Lily had asked to stay here as well, wanting to be close to her sister and hating that she had missed out on so much.
So here was Burk. And he was smirking.
