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One murder becomes two but marriage remains on track.
.. and I think perhaps he was punishing me. Have I done wrong?"
Maggie smiled at Alex's innocence, and resumed affectionately brushing her fingers through Alex's dark hair. "I think you've done very well, Mouse." Alex sighed at the childhood affectation given her by her older sisters. "It is difficult for Papa as well, you know. The lessons." Alex turned in Maggie's arms to look quizzically at her sister. The Duke had certainly seemed strained in his attentions; perhaps that was because it pained him as well.
Maggie drew in a breath, unsure how to begin. "Well, a man must relieve his member regularly, like Papa did inside your bottom. If he goes without... release... for a long time, it is painful for him. And it is very difficult for a man to control himself when this happens. So, you see, you are helping ease his pain, dearest." As she spoke, Maggie lightly rested a hand on Alex's taut stomach. "Mouse, does it hurt today?"
"Yes, I think. At first, I thought I would burst from the pain, and then I thought I would burst from pleasure. I am sore now, but..." Maggie's fingers gently circled around Alex's navel, "...but I am so looking forward to my next lesson."
"I can make it feel better. Would you like that, Mouse?"
Alex's breath caught as Maggie's hand moved lightly to her breast.
"Yes. Very much."
Maggie bent forward and gently took one nipple in her mouth. Alex's head arched back with the sensation of her sister's hot mouth on her breast. Maggie caressed her sister's soft breast with her lips, rolling over her nipple with her tongue as Alex's breath came in a heated rush. Maggie's hand began to roll and pinch Alex's other nipple as she pressed her corseted bodice into Alex's hip.
Maggie raised her head to look into her sister's eyes. "Does that feel good, Alex?"
"Yes." Alex sighed.
Maggie raised herself up to a seated position and looked down at her youngest sister. "Get on your knees, Mouse, and bend over." Alex did as she was told, and rested her hands against the mahogany headboard. "Good. Spread your legs a little. There."
Maggie lightly caressed her sister's back and bottom, crawling toward her from behind. Placing gentle kisses on Alex's rump, Maggie began to massage her sister's soft folds. "Alex, your cunny is very wet."
Alex sighed into the headboard, overwhelmed by her sister's ministrations, when shock registered on her face as she felt Maggie's wet tongue circle her anus. Softly lapping at Alex's rosetta, Maggie continued to caress Alex's wet cunny with her fingers. And when Maggie's probing tongue eased into her tight asshole, Alex couldn't help the moan that escaped as her fingers groped for purchase on the headboard. Maggie circled and teased Alex's slippery little clit with her fingers, and it wasn't long until Alex was flushed and panting heavily, the heat building inside her.
"Mmmm..." Maggie hummed into her sister's ass, which caused Alex to moan afresh, pushing her face into the headboard and riding the crescendo wave of sensation. When Maggie began lapping at Alex's puckered rosebud, Alex could no longer withstand the wave after wave of electricity rocketing through her body. With a yelp, Alex pushed her bottom back into her sister, desperately searching for some unnamed release.
At that moment, Alex became dimly aware of her bedroom door swinging open. Maggie quickly withdrew from her sister, and as Alex turned around to admonish the interruption, she saw her father.
The Duke of Exeter loomed over her bed, his face unreadable. He silently took in the scene: Alex's naked, flushed body on all fours on the bed, and Maggie, face glistening, eyes slanted, regarding him matter-of-factly.
The silence seemed to stretch forever, and then, "Alexandra. You are awake. I see that you are ready to continue."
Alex's heart soared. "Yes, Papa."
"Good. I will show you exactly how a marriage is consummated. Margaret."
Maggie immediately began unlacing her corset, her eyes darkening.