The British Heartthrob’s Discarded Mistress Read Online Marian Tee

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Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 54630 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 273(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 182(@300wpm)
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His fingers sinking in her hair, Rathe rained kisses all over her face. “I believe you.”

She cried harder at the words.

Another painful spasm hit his chest at the sound of her sobs. “Mary...” Again, a sense of helplessness struck Rathe. Why, God, why? Why was it only with her did he feel so bloody powerless? It was as if he was destined to hurt her over and over.

“Do you regret being with me now?” Rathe forced the words out. He had to ask it, even though it killed him to do so.

And if she said yes—-

If she admitted to regretting being with him—-

Mary’s blurry gaze found Rathe’s at the question, and his drawn face made her feel weak for a whole different reason.

This man was the Duke of Flanders. One of the famous Pussketeers. England’s #1 Heartthrob. Yet at that moment, she saw that he was just an ordinary man, too, one who had been through too much hurt that he had chosen to turn himself into ice.

She wanted to tell him she would love him forever, wanted to tell him she would never leave him, but words failed her and in the end, she could only say his name.

“Oh, Rathe.”

Love rang so clearly in those two words it made Rathe’s heart race like he had just finished a damn marathon. Relief burst inside him at hearing those two words, and unable to help himself, he cupped her face, angling it down for another kiss.

Her arms wrapped around his neck as she returned his kiss. Passion flared up, like it always did, and Rathe suddenly felt all the layers of clothing between them painfully restrictive.

“I can’t wait,” he said hoarsely against her lips. It was both a warning and an apology, but his little pearl didn’t seem to mind, not when she only kissed him and rocked her body against him in answer.

His cock became rock hard in an instant, her warm welcome making his body shake in need. He ached badly, and he nearly ripped his pants open in his haste to release his erection.

Above him, Mary had risen on her knees, pushing the skirt of her dress up to wriggle out of her panties.

He shook his head. He wouldn’t last if he waited that long. “Sorry,” he muttered. A second later, and her panties were torn away from her body and thrown on the floor.

Grasping her hips, he pulled her down unceremoniously on his cock.

He groaned, the harsh sound mingling with her loud, keening cry of pleasure. His eyes glazed at the sight of Mary throwing her head back at the feel of his penetration. This, seeing her out of her mind with desire for him, was Mary at her most beautiful and it never failed to make him want to sink his cock balls deep inside her.

His fingers digging deep in the tender plump cheeks of her ass, he began to fuck her, his thrusts powerful and strong, Rathe determined to make her come again and again.

Mary’s world once again started to spin, the only way it could when Rathe was possessing her. His cock pounded into her so forcefully it was almost like he was ripping into her. But, oh God, it was such a beautiful way of being torn apart she wanted more of it.

“Harder,” she gasped.

And the duke gave it to her, his long hungry cock devouring her pussy.

Her eyes dilated, her fingers clutching hard on his shoulders as her body shook at every thrust. “Raaaaaaathe....” She began to gasp, her entire body tightening as her orgasm threatened to take over.

Seeing her on the brink of orgasm pushed him to the edge of pleasure as well. Rathe swiftly dragged the neckline of her dress down. When her breasts popped out of its confine, he bent down and took one nipple in, sucking on it the same time he pushed his cock back inside her tight pussy.

She came with a scream, his name the only thing she could think of saying. “Rathe. Rathe. Rathe.”

He came almost right after, her sounds of pleasure making him flood her pussy with his seed.

As they came together, Mary hugged him to her, and his arms wrapped around her body just as tightly.

She whispered in his ear, “I love you.”

His body jerked, her words drawing out one last powerful spurt of come from his cock.

“One day, you’ll love me, too.”

His eyes closed.

If only he really did believe her.

****

Alyssa had been lying quietly in her husband’s arms for some time when Warren finally ended the silence between them.

“You don’t have to say it, you know.” His words were half-serious, half-exasperated.

It made her laugh as she turned towards him. Even though the entire bedroom was sheathed in darkness, she didn’t need to see Warren’s face to know he was unsmiling. He was always too hard on himself, her husband. It was both a good and bad thing, but she wouldn’t have him any other way.



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