Lords of Honor (81 page)

Libby nodded
.
“Most of the time I forget the cut is even there
.
When I see it I remember Percy Davitt saying he wanted you to remember him every time you
saw
my face
.
Then I remember the dream
.
And in the dream he says things about my face
.
That he will cut me more
.
And
hurt me
.
Y
ou get angry
.
This time, you were angry and
not careful, and that is why he kill
ed
you
in my dream
.
When I see the cut I am afraid of
you going after him and
what he might do to you
.
And now…this is the first time I saw you die in the dream
, Micah
.”
A sob escaped her again
.

“Listen to me, Libby
.
A person cannot live in fear of something that might never happen
.
Even if it did, Libby, even if I died today, I would be a happy man
.
And that’s because I marri
ed you, sweetheart
.
I feel complete and whole
since you came into
my life
, Libby
.
We all have to die sometime
, s
ome of us sooner than others
.
But, we can’t live in fear of that
.
Or we will never truly live our life
.
Don’t let Percy Davitt rob you of living your life, Libby.”

Libby
nodded. She
smiled up at Micah
.
“You are right
, Micah
.
And I do feel better now that I’ve told you
.”
She caressed his cheek
.
“The dreams
just seem so re
al
.”
She sighed heavily
.
S
he
tilted
her face
upward
and
touched
her
lips to
his
.
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you before, I
feared s
peak
ing
of it, for fear it would make it happen
.”
She kissed him again.

Her kiss was gentle, tender
.
Micah
allowed his wife to
set the pace
.
When passion flared between them and her kisses grew more heated,
bolder;
even demanding,
he inched up her chemise
with his fingers
and removed it, leaving her gloriously naked
.
He allowed his hands to skim lightly over her body
.

He removed his coat and waistcoat
.
Her fingers
worked at
unfasten
ing
his shirt
.
She pushed it open to reveal his bare chest
.
Her fingers roamed across the
hard
muscle
.
S
he pushed the shirt down his arms and off
.
Her hands went to work
on
his
trousers where the
large tell-tale bulge
was evident
.
In seconds she freed his hard, thick erection
.
She caressed him boldly.

Micah pushed his trousers the rest of the way off and lay down upon the bed, bringing his wife
against the pillows
with him. While she continued to caress him, he massaged and caressed her mound, slipping his fingers inside her
.
He teased
and pleasured
her unt
i
l she
moaned with her
powerful
release
.
He came over her burying himself deep inside her
.
He groaned from
the pleasure her tight, wet heat brought him as it caressed him like a glove
.

He moved slowly at first, but his lady was determined to increase their pace
.
When her legs wrapped tightly around his back
, careful to stay far from his bandages
and his healing wounds
,
he could hold back no more
.
Their passion grew, flamed,
and
burned
hot
as he
drove
into her again and again, deeper, faster,
and
harder
.
It was the first time since he was shot he could keep such a pace
.
When their bodies glistened with sweat, and their breathing
became labored and
ragged,
as
his balls tightened and he felt tightness at his
lower
back, Micah gave purpose to each movement and thrust until his wife panted beneath him
.
He knew exactly what to do to drive her toward
her
release
.
When
she began her soft little pants, and
cried out
at
the first sign of her
climax
, Micah allowed himself to let go
.

He drove into her wildly,
seconds later explod
ing
, his body growing rigid, his seed filling
her
as he
tumbled headlong with his wife into the
explosion of
white
hot
ecstasy
that
engulf
ed
them both
.

Breathless, he drew Libby up against him
.
He k
issed her
tenderly
.
He k
ept her close
, h
eld her
tightly while caressing her, and w
hisper
ed
words of love to her
.
She returned them
.

He found her wrapper and his
.
When the tub was brought in, they bathed together
.
Their bath lasted
for quite some time
.

“Sophia, darling?” Lyon call
ed as he entered their chamber.

“In here,
dear
.”

He heard the splash of water coming from the dressing room
.
A wicked and rather devilish grin lit his features
.
His blue eyes twinkled with mischief
.
He hurriedly removed his coat and waistcoat and carelessly threw them upon the bed as he passed it
.
His wife lounged in the large tub
.
She grinned at him as he unfastened his shirt.

“Where’s your maid?”
He asked
huskily
as he leaned against the door frame and looked his fill at the naked beauty in the tub.

“I sent her away
.
I told her I would call for her when I need her.”

He arched an eyebrow at
his copper-haired wife
as he shrugged out of his shirt. “Perhaps you will allow me to assist you, darling.”

“Perhaps
?”
Sophia raised her leg and rested her trim
foot
and ankle on the edge of the
large
tub
.
She gave her husband a sultry, seductive smile.

Now completely naked and fully erect, Lyon stepped into the tub
.
He sat facing his wife
.
“Come to me, Sophia.”

She wrapped her legs around his torso
.

Lyon’s hands gripped her hips
.
He
lifted her
up
and lowered her onto his shaft.

“Mmm.” Sophia’s hands rested on his shoulders
.
She leaned back
.

Lyon’s
gaze
moved to
her full breasts and
the wet, hard, rosy buds displayed
enticingly
before him
.
He lowered his head and suckled her while lifting his hips to move deeper inside he
r
.
Sophia’s body was tiny,
she was so sensi
tive.
S
itting atop him this way
she came apart in his arms quickly, moaning,
shuddering and
clinging to him
desperately
.
H
is hands
held her to
him as
lifted himself deeper into her again and again until he
brought
them both
to the culmination of sweet, hot release
.

Afterward, he left the tub and brought his wife her wrapper
.
He helped her into it
.

Sophia watched as he walked
across
their room, still completely naked
.
She sighed
.
He was be
autiful
.
Strong, lean, muscled, h
is sandy hair curl
ing
at his nape where it
remained
damp.
He scarcely limped; truly the only time she was reminded of his injury now was when she looked upon his large scar. Even with the mangled scar on his thigh, Sophia thought her husband to be the most beautiful man in the world
.

“I have something for you, darling
.
There has not been an opportunity
to give it to you with all of the commotion going on
since
I returned to Templecombe
from London
.
And I noticed you
r
emerald silk
is out for you to wear
tonight.”

“Oh
?
Do you not like the emerald silk?”
She raised a brow at him.

“I love the emerald silk,
darling,
it matches your gorgeous eyes
.”
He
handed a
large velvet covered box
to
her.

Fingers trembling, Sophia took the box and lifted the lid
.

Tears welled in her eyes
.
“Oh Lyon, they’re beautiful
.
I’ve never
owned
jewelry
as
fine
as this
.
I
sold
my mother’s jewelry so Grandmother and I could come to London
.”
She slipped the oval emerald ring onto her finger
.
“It fits perfectly
.”
She smiled up at him
in delight
.

Lyon grinned
.
He took the box from her and set it down
.
He picked up the necklace
.
He moved b
ehind Sophia
.
He f
astened the brilliant
green
tear-drop
emerald pendan
t around her neck
.
Sophia spun around
to hug her naked husband
.
She kissed him
eagerly
.
“Thank you, Lyon
.
They are so beautiful
.
I love them
.
I shall treasure them always.
”

“
You
are beautiful
, Sophia
.
And I wanted you to have emeralds, for that is what your eyes remind me of
.
I shall treasure
you
always
, darling
.
” He smiled down at her.
He pushed a lock of coppery hair behind her ear.

His hands moved up and down her back
then stopped to rest
on her firm bottom.