Prudence Sinclaire, smut writer with heart of gold, likes to unwind at night through her writing after grueling days at the office. She writes across multiple genres: bdsm, bondage, m/m, fantasy, general, sensual, and more!
Her Duke's Secret: The Breedingby Prudence Sinclaire
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Ina leaves everything behind in her native home of Scotland to pursue an academic and writing career at a time when few women are allowed to follow such an aspiration. When she comes face to face with the lonely duke who employs her, she realizes her best hope for sustenance is to offer herself to him completely, and she presents him with an offer he cannot refuse…
Years after their passing, the Duke still mourns his young bride and their infant heir. He hides himself in his large estate, far away from flirting eligible ladies and well-meaning acquaintances. One night a beautiful maid in his household offers him a proposal of convenience. Will he fulfill her tantalizing request?
Includes breeding, impregnation, and sex from behind in this 5,600 word sizzling tale.
Warning: This story contains explicit sex and is meant for adults only.
A boom sounded on the other side of the room, and Ina started. The duke had slammed the door closed. He grasped a clear glass in one hand, and the amber liquid swirled inside as he reduced the gap between them. Ina's heart pounded in her chest.
"I've already asked someone to tidy up the chamber," the duke said.
"I can see," Ina said. She matched a step back for each step the duke took forward. She felt a rigid surface smack her backside, and she realized that the table prevented her from moving any more.
"Ina," the duke said and stopped an inch from her. "Sweet, Ina. I've been thinking about what you've said."
Ina raised her chin firmly before answering him. "It appears as though Your Grace has done a great deal more than thinking."
The duke laughed and swallowed the rest of the amber liquid in one large gulp. He leaned forward and smacked the empty glass to the table. Ina jumped again. His chest brushed her breasts, and when she drew in a breath, her mounds swelled against him. His eyes darkened.
"A great deal more than thinking," he whispered. "Were you serious earlier?"
Ina swallowed. "Did it seem as though I wasn't?"
"Then you are certain you wish to carry my heir?" He leaned in closer, and his lips drew tantalizingly close to hers. His breath burned from the intoxicating amber liquid he had been drinking.
"I would not hae offered if I haedna been certain, Your--"
His lips ensnared hers against him as he locked her in a deep kiss. Ina gripped the edge of the table, and she could feel her knuckles white from the effort to stay upright. Her legs shivered and her knees threatened to crumple under her weight. Imagining in the still of the night had been one thing, his hand gripping her waist and molding her body to his, another.
The length of his entire body pressed along hers, and the weight of him against her made the situation tip from surreal to reality. His lips opened and hers followed. His tongue darted forward and met hers. She found her hands moving from the edge of the table to grip his strong upper arms. Even through the thick layers of material, she could feel the vast muscles in his arms shift within her grasp.
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