de Leyburn."
"You think him handsome?"
"Oh yes. Tal , dark men are so compel ing. When I looked up
into those green eyes, I went weak at the knees and felt my
heart turn over. What about you? "
"Yes, he had a similar effect on me ... I felt my stomach turn
over."
Demi laughed. "Oh, Rosamond, you are so bad."
"I know. I deliberately accused him of betrothing me because I
am an heiress."
"But that is the only reason any of us receive offers of
marriage. The daughters of noble families are not married for
love. Is that what you secretly long for, Rosamond?"
"Love? " Rosamond scoffed. "That's the last thing I want!" She had lost everyone she had ever loved. She would never let
herself care so deeply about anyone ever again. "I shan't sit
with him tomorrow night," she vowed fiercely. "I shal find some way to break off this accursed betrothal. He is obviously a
determined devil, but if he thinks I wil wed him and hand over
my dowry, he is doomed to disappointment!"
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Simon and Eleanor's apartments were high in Kenilworth's
great Caesar Tower. After the banquet, when he climbed the
stairs and opened the door to their private sanctuary, he saw
that his wife had lit scented candles and placed them on the
hearth before the crackling fire.
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Simon's blood began to throb with anticipation. He knew that
Eleanor liked the warmth of a fire in their bedchamber so that
she could walk about nude. He felt his pulse beating heavily in
his throat, and in his groin, as Eleanor came through the
adjoining door. She had removed her jewels and gown, but
stil wore her shift and stockings, so that he could finish
undressing her. He opened his arms and she ran to him
eagerly.
"Welcome home, Sim." She used the diminutive of his name,
as she always did when they made love.
He enfolded her against his heart and murmured, "You make
my life complete." Then he held her at arm's length to gaze
down at her. He dipped his head and kissed her closed
eyelids, amazed after al these years that his need for her was
as great as it had been when he had persuaded her to wed
him secretly. "Have you any idea how much I missed you?"
"Of course! You showed me when you arrived home in the
middle of the night. Now it's my turn to show you." Her tone
was deliberately teasing to mask the intensity of her emotions.
Whenever Simon rode off to war, she was afraid she would
never see him again. Over the years, she had schooled
herself never to show him her fear. How could he believe in his
own invincibility if she doubted him?
She clung to her beloved fiercely, knowing deep in her soul
that one day he would not ride home in victory. She pushed
the thought away and laughed up at him. "I always forget how
big you are."
"Let me refresh your memory," he said with a suggestive
smile, pressing his arousal against her soft bel y.
"Not just there," she said, laughing, "everywhere."
His hands were impatient as they removed her shift and then,
one by one, her hose. "Walk about for me," he urged.
Eleanor took the pins from her hair and let it fal about her,
cloaking her body. Then, prideful as a cat, she walked across
the chamber to the far corner. Though she was over forty, she
knew that in Simon's eyes, she would remain forever young,
forever beautiful.
He undressed and fol owed her, unable to resist the tempting
invitation of her body.
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"Carry me to bed," she whispered, and when he swept her up
in his powerful arms, she exulted in his strength and his
passion. When he was away on campaign, she had to be
strong, but now that he was here with her in the big bed, she
could be soft, and clinging, and feminine. The things he did to
her made her deliriously weak. His hands sought out al of her
body's sensitive places and touched them intimately; he knew
exactly how to arouse her with his fingers and his mouth, and
she reveled in the sensuality and desire his hard, powerful
body evoked when he pul ed her