Loyalty Divided

Chapter Seventeen

Arthur laid Evangeline down on the bed, ensuring her comfort with pillows under her head. He kicked off his boots and carefully took hers off. He brought his face to hers pressed their lips together gently.

Arthur's touch was tender yet possessive as he traced the outline of her lips with his own. Evangeline melted into the kiss, her heart racing with a heady mix of desire and trust. She reached up to thread her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer as their bodies pressed together in a silent declaration of longing.

With a low growl of desire, Arthur deepened the kiss, his hands roaming over her body with a hunger that mirrored her own. He felt the warmth of her skin beneath his fingertips, the softness of her curves inviting him to explore every inch of her.

He pulled her fresh clothes off of her as carefully as he could before moving to his own. As he started to unbutton his shirt Evangeline put her hands over his. "Let me do it."

Arthur paused, his heart skipping a beat at her touch. He nodded silently, allowing her to take the lead. Evangeline's hands trembled slightly as she fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, her eyes never leaving his. With each button undone, her breath hitched, anticipation building between them.

As the last button came undone, she pushed the shirt off his shoulders, revealing the strong muscles beneath. Her fingers traced the lines of his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her touch. Arthur's breath caught in his throat, overwhelmed by the intensity of their connection.

Evangeline's gaze met his, her eyes filled with a mixture of desire and vulnerability. Without a word, she leaned in, pressing her lips to his with a passion that ignited a fire within him. He pulled away and pressed his lips to her neck, sucking and biting which earned a moan of pleasure. His lips moved down to her collar bones, her shoulders, and to her chest. He cupped her breast in one hand and took caution of her bruises.

Evangeline arched her back, a soft gasp escaping her lips as Arthur's lips trailed a path of fire along her skin. The tenderness of his touch juxtaposed with the hunger in his kisses sent waves of pleasure coursing through her veins. She clung to him, her fingers threading through his hair as he worshipped her body with reverence and care.

His gentle caresses soothed the ache of her bruises, his movements slow and deliberate as he explored every inch of her. Evangeline surrendered to the sensation, lost in the intensity of their shared desire. With each kiss, each touch, she felt herself unraveling, her heart overflowing with love and longing for this man who had captured her soul.

As Arthur's lips moved lower, Evangeline's breath hitched in anticipation. She arched into his touch, offering herself to him completely. Arthur gently pushed her legs apart and kissed her inner thighs, leaving marks behind. He looked up at her. "Are you sure?"

Evangeline nodded breathlessly. Arthur gave her a few more kisses before he moved his face between her legs. He kissed her gently. Evangeline's back arched with the first lick. It sent fire through her and she couldn't get enough. He caressed her and slipped a finger inside her wetness. She reached out, tangling her fingers in his hair, urging him on with a soft moan of pleasure. With every lick, every touch, Arthur brought her to the brink of ecstasy.

Arthur pulled his face away. And began to undo his belt. It dropped to the floor with a "thud." His fingers found the button and he hesitated. "Evangeline, are you sure?" he asked concerned.

"I've never been more sure of anything," she responded. Her face was flushed and her eyes were lustful. Arthur undid his button and slid his pants off and hovered over her, giving her skin little kisses now and then. Evangeline grabbed his hard cock in her hand, feeling its pulsating warmth. Arthur let out a low growl, his desire mounting with every touch. He leaned in, capturing her lips in a fierce kiss as he positioned himself between her thighs. With a shared gasp of pleasure, they joined together, their bodies melding in a perfect union of passion and desire.

Their movements were slow and deliberate, each thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through them both. Evangeline's nails dug into Arthur's back as she arched into him, her breath coming in ragged gasps of ecstasy. Arthur buried his face in the crook of her neck, his own moans mingling with hers in a symphony of pleasure. "You're doin' so well, Evangeline," Arthur murmured into her ear, his voice a husky whisper. "Just like that, darlin'." Evangeline's breath hitched, her body responding to his words as much as his touch. "Arthur," she gasped, her voice a mix of pleasure and need.

In that moment, there was only the two of them, lost in the throes of passion, consumed by the overwhelming intensity of their desire. Time seemed to stand still as they moved together, their bodies moving in perfect harmony, their souls entwined in a bond that could never be broken.

Arthur grabbed hold of the headboard and pushed himself deeper. He brought his face to her ear. "You're such a good girl."

Evangeline's breath hitched at his words, her body trembling with pleasure as he drove himself deeper inside her. She clung to him, her nails digging into his back as she surrendered herself completely to the sensations coursing through her. "That's it," he continued, his lips brushing against her ear. "Feel every bit of it. You're so beautiful like this." Evangeline's body trembled beneath him, her fingers gripping his shoulders as she moved in sync with him. "Arthur, I..." Arthur's words sent a shiver down her spine, igniting a new wave of desire within her. She moaned softly, her voice filled with need as she pressed herself closer to him, urging him on with every movement.

Gently she pushed him away and pulled him down onto his back. As Evangeline took control, Arthur surrendered to her, his hands gripping the sheets as she straddled him, guiding him inside her. He watched her with a mixture of awe and desire, his breath catching in his throat as she moved against him with a slow, tantalizing rhythm.

Evangeline's movements were fluid and graceful, her body moving in perfect harmony with his as they found their rhythm together. She leaned down, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss as she rode him, her moans mingling with his in the intimate embrace. "Don't hold back," he encouraged, his voice steady and soothing. "Let go, Evangeline. I've got you." Her body tensed, the wave of her climax building within her. "I can't...," she panted, her eyes squeezing shut. "Yes, you can," he urged, his voice a low growl. "I'm right here. Just let go, sweetheart."

As Evangeline's climax washed over her, she cried out in ecstasy, her body trembling with the intensity of her release. Arthur's movements grew more urgent, his thrusts becoming harder and more intense as he chased his own release.

With a primal groan, Arthur reached his peak, his body tensing as he spilled onto the sheets beneath them. He collapsed back against the pillows, spent and sated, his chest heaving with exertion. Evangeline lay beside him, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking.

For a few moments, they lay there in silence, the only sound the soft rustle of the sheets as they caught their breath. Then, with a contented sigh, Arthur reached out, pulling Evangeline into his arms and holding her close.

"You're amazing," he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead.

Evangeline smiled softly at his words, feeling a warmth spread through her at his touch. He had been so gentle with her body, gingerly touching her in all the places that she needed .She nestled into his embrace, her head resting against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. "You're not so bad yourself," she teased, lifting her head to meet his gaze. The tenderness in his eyes made her heart flutter, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of affection for him.

Arthur's lips curved into a gentle smile as he looked down at her, his gaze soft and filled with a depth of emotion that took her breath away. "I mean it, Evangeline," he said, his voice low and sincere. "You're one of the strongest people I know."

Her heart swelled with warmth at his words, a sense of gratitude washing over her. She reached up, tracing the line of his jaw with her fingertips, marveling at the way his stubble felt against her skin. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "For everything."

He leaned down, capturing her lips in a tender kiss, a silent reassurance of his feelings for her. They lingered in the moment, savoring the sweetness of their connection, before reluctantly pulling away.

Evangeline nestled back into his embrace, feeling a sense of contentment wash over her. In Arthur's arms, she felt safe and cherished, and she knew that no matter what the future held, they would face it together.