Violetta sauntered back towards Roy, her hips swaying with each step, the water droplets glistening on her skin like diamonds in the candlelight. She stopped before him, close enough that he could feel the heat radiating off her damp body, could smell the intoxicating scent of lavender and woman mixed with the lingering aroma of the bath.
"Be a dear and put those on me, won't you, my lord?" Violetta purred, reaching out to hold the delicate garments in his hands with a playful smirk. "I find myself rather...incapable at the moment." She glanced down at her dripping body, the water pooling around her feet, before looking back up at Roy through lowered lashes.
Roy swallowed hard, his eyes roaming over Violetta's dripping, glistening body, taking in every curve and contour, every inch of creamy, water-slicked skin. "My lady," he said, his voice rough with a mix of desire and trepidation, "if I put those on you now, they will surely be soaked through within moments. Your skin is still so very...wet." His gaze flicked downwards, to where rivulets of water trickled between her breasts, over her stomach, disappearing into the junction of her thighs.
Violetta's smirk only widened, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she stepped even closer and leaned down, until her breasts were nearly brushing against Roy's chest. "Then you shall have to dry me, won't you?" she murmured, her voice a low, seductive purr. "I'm sure you can do that, can't you?" Just as Roy's mind began to conjure up a myriad of tantalizing possibilities, the chamber doors swung open with a sudden, sharp creak.
"Allow me," a deep, masculine voice intoned from behind Violetta. She glanced back over her shoulder, her eyes widening slightly as she took in the sight of Lord Cade standing in the doorway, a large, fluffy towel draped over one muscular arm. The tall, handsome lord cut an imposing figure, his dark hair falling in loose waves over his brow, his chiseled jaw clenched in a look of barely restrained intensity.
"Lord Cade," she said, her voice a low, teasing purr even as she made no move to cover her exposed ass, "how dare you enter your Duchess's chambers unannounced and uninvited? Have you no sense of decorum or propriety?" Despite her words, there was a note of amusement in Violetta's tone, a hint of mischief that belied any true annoyance.
Cade merely chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that seemed to resonate through his broad chest as he closed the distance between them. He stepped up behind Violetta, his tall, muscular frame dwarfing her slighter one as he wrapped his strong arms around her waist from behind. Violetta gasped softly as she felt the rough, damp towel brush against her skin, the fabric still warm from Cade's body heat.
"Ah, but Your Grace," Cade murmured, his lips brushing against the shell of Violetta's ear as he began to dry her with slow, deliberate strokes of the towel, "I could not resist the opportunity to serve you, to attend to your needs...in whatever way I could." His large hands slid over Violetta's slick skin, the towel sweeping over the curve of her waist, the flare of her hips, the long, shapely lines of her thighs.
Violetta bit her lip, a soft, breathy moan escaping her as Cade's hands and the towel drifted higher, the rough terrycloth material grazing the underside of her breasts. Her nipples stiffened into aching, throbbing peaks, the rosy buds jutting out proudly from her chest, still bare and exposed despite the towel wrapped around her waist. Violetta could feel the heat of Cade's body seeping into her own, could feel the hard, unyielding muscles of his chest pressed against her back.
"I...ahh..." Violetta gasped, her head falling back against Cade's shoulder, her hair, still damp and clinging to her back, brushed against Cade's jaw as she did. "For now, my lord, you may continue your...attentions," she purred, her voice a low, seductive murmur. "See to it that you dry me thoroughly. I would not want to catch a chill." Violetta's words were a blatant invitation, a clear command for Cade to continue his sensual ministrations, to touch and caress and pleasure her until she was dry...and perhaps until she was aching with a different sort of need altogether.
Violetta's hand slid up to wrap around the back of Cade's neck, her nails digging into his skin as she pulled him closer, crushing her lips against his in a desperate, hungry kiss. Cade groaned into her mouth, his own hand coming up to tangle in her hair, gripping the silken strands tightly as he deepened the kiss, his tongue delving past her parted lips to claim her mouth fully.
Just as the kiss became more heated, more intense, Violetta felt another pair of arms wrap around her waist from the front. She gasped, her eyes flying open in surprise as she found herself sandwiched between the two men, Roy's chest pressing against her own, his hands gripping her hips tightly. Violetta broke the kiss with a soft, breathless moan, her lips parting from Cade's as she turned her head to stare at Roy with a wicked, knowing smirk.
"My, my, my," Violetta purred, her voice a low, seductive murmur even as she made no move to extract herself from either man's embrace. "It seems I have two such...attentive men." She reached up to cup Roy's cheek, her thumb brushing over the tense, clenched line of his jaw, feeling the anger and jealousy that radiated from him in waves.
Roy's gaze flicked to Cade, his eyes narrowing as he glared at the other man over Violetta's shoulder. "Release her," he growled, his voice a low, threatening rumble. "Release Her Grace at once, Lord Cade." Despite his words, Roy made no move to physically remove Cade, knowing that to do so would be to start a fight...and perhaps lose Violetta's favor entirely.
Cade merely smirked, a slow, lazy smile spreading across his handsome face as he met Roy's glare with a look of cool amusement. "Ahh, but she has not asked me to do so," he murmured, his hands never ceasing their sensual movements, the towel now rubbing over the swell of Violetta's breasts, over the aching, stiff peaks of her nipples, drawing a sharp gasp from Violetta's lips. "And she has not asked you to intervene," Cade added, his voice a low, mocking drawl. "So I believe I shall continue my...endeavors, until our dear Duchess tells me otherwise."
Violetta shook her head, a look of exasperated amusement playing across her beautiful face as she gazed at the two men who held her captive, one from the front and one from behind. "Good lord," she exclaimed, her voice a mix of laughter and frustration, "what has this poor, innocent widow ever done to deserve the company of such insufferable men?" Before she could say anything else, Cade silenced her with a searing, passionate kiss, turning her head slightly to the side to grant him better access to her mouth.
Violetta moaned softly into Cade's mouth, her eyes fluttering shut as she felt Roy's lips attack the slender column of her throat. His mouth was hot and hungry against her skin, his teeth and tongue and lips suckling and kissing and nipping at the sensitive flesh, leaving another trail of reddening marks in his wake. Violetta's fingers tightened in both men's hair, her nails digging into their scalps as she clung to them, as she surrendered herself to the dual onslaught of sensation and desire.
"Ahh..." Violetta gasped, her head falling back against Cade's shoulder as Roy licked and kissed his way up to her jaw, his teeth grazing the delicate bone before he nipped sharply at her earlobe, drawing a sharp cry of pleasure from Violetta's lips. At the same time, her other hand curled tighter in Cade's hair, her nails scraping against his scalp as he deepened the kiss, his tongue delving past her parted lips to claim her mouth fully, to tangle with her own in a sensual dance of dominance and submission.
Violetta could feel the heat of both men's bodies seeping into her own, could feel the hard, muscular lines of their chests pressing against her bare breasts, the rough towel the only barrier between her skin and their clothing. She could feel the evidence of their arousal pressing against her body, Roy's hard length nestling against her stomach, Cade's thick clothed cock grinding against her ass through the damp towel.