Page 51 of A Crown Without Mercy

“Will we be sleeping or?”

“Are your nerves getting the better of you?” Nicolai asked.

Sylvana looked up at him. “Yes, I don’t make impulsive decisions.”

“Then allow me to put your mind at ease. The decision was ours, so technically you are not making animpulsive decision.” He winked.

“And if I say no?” she asked, as they rounded the corner and headed up an expansive staircase.

“Do you want to say no?” Kieran asked.

“Putting me on the spot is not helping.”

Nicolai looked at Kieran. “I didn’t hear her say no.”

“Neither did I,” Kieran replied.

They walked down a long hallway and Nicolai let go of her arm and opened the door for her. She walked into the most opulent bed chamber she had ever seen. The room was dimly lit by a few scones attached to the walls and they had decorated it from top to bottom with exotic artwork, hand sewn tapestries and various statues. The lavish furniture was overelaborate with decorative gilding while the enormous, hand carved, four post bed was wrapped in a canopy of garnet-colored velvet drapes.

Kieran escorted her into the chamber while Nicolai shut the door behind them.

Nicolai watched the way in which Sylvana scanned the room. “In case you were wondering, this is my bedchamber.”

“I don’t have the words. Stunning is all that comes to mind.”

“You are what is stunning,” Kieran offered.

Not wanting to make eye contact, Sylvana looked down at the exquisite rug on which she stood.

“Make yourself comfortable,” Nicolai said.

They removed their robes and tossed them onto a chair while Sylvana leaned against a bed post with her arms wrapped around her chest.Is this really happening?

They way in which they seductively walked toward her along with their heated gaze was both erotic and foreboding.

“Do not be nervous, Sylvana. We are going to give you a night of pleasure you won’t soon forget.” The words rolled off Nicolai’s tongue like satin, and she could not control her body’s reaction. She discreetly squeezed her thighs when her libido screamed from deep within her core.

Nicolai untied the belt, holding her robe closed, and pushed the material open. He then slid his hands around her waist and pulled her close while Kieran moved behind her and slid his hand across her chest and cupped her breast.

As Kieran pressed his body against hers, she wrapped her hands around Nicolai’s

shoulders.

Nicolai then slid his face up the side of hers whispered. “You’re trembling. Have you ever been with another?”

With a barely audible voice, she replied. “I have only been with one other, and it was long ago.”

“Relax, and let us take care of you,” Kieran whispered as he gently slid the robe off of her shoulders and down her arms. He then brushed the sides of her breasts, which caused slight bumps to rise on her skin as he traced his fingers over her naked body.

Nicolai slid his hand down her stomach, between her legs, and strummed her sex with his fingers; his touch was delicate yet determined as he parted her soft folds.

She ran her hands over his solid chest and muscular shoulders, admiring the intricate tattoos covering most of his upper body.

“The things I want to do to you,” Kieran purred from behind.

The sensations of Nicolai’s mouth on hers while Kieran massaged her breasts and drug his tongue across her neck, swept her into a heated current, and the desire pooled within her core.

“You’re so wet,” Nicolai whispered into her mouth as he plunged his fingers into her body.

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