[Ch.27 🔥] The Duchess & The Damned | [Wattpad Edition]

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Previously on The Duchess & The Damned ...

She could hardly bear to watch as he consumed her. And when clamping her hand against her mouth didn't quiet her like Charles did, she reached behind her to pull one of her plush pillows over her face. Her hands clutched into fists around its edges as she bit into the thick, cool fabric.

Closer Charles pulled her, one arm wrapping tightly around her waist to hold her to his chest, while the other hand reached around to part the duchess' folds, hunting the bundle of nerves. Emilia's squirms were renewed, her calves flailing over his shoulders, and her toes curling as the intensity multiplied.

It didn't take long for a second orgasm to hit, finally satisfying Charles as it smeared across his chin. He held Emilia's limp body in his arms as he licked his lips clean, catching his breath as he waited for her response. Praise? Or perhaps a scolding, as he was prepared to accept.

Laying her body down to rest against the bed, he finally noticed the weight that unconsciousness had added. With a flare of panic, he snatched the pillow from her face, her arms falling lifelessly beside her.

Eyes closed and expression peaceful, Charles posture slumped forward in relief when seeing Emilia fast asleep. His concern was short-lived, quick to be replaced with a smug smile, and soft exhausted laughter.

Sitting at the edge of her bed, watching as Charles went about his routine, Emilia couldn't help but replay the young man's words in her head. And the more they repeated themselves, the more Emilia grew worrisome. She wanted to know how to create those sensations in Charles, just as he had stirred in her.

"Are you sure you're alright, Emilia? I know last night was ... Well ... If you'd rather skip tonight's lesson, I'll understand."

And as she watched him, her brows furrowed. Why hadn't Charles brought it to her attention? The prince would arrive in mere days ... Was he setting her up to fail?

"Emilia?" Charles softly called, succeeding in drawing the Duchess from her thoughts. "What is it? Please."

Lips pursing as her eyes narrowed with conviction, she pushed off from the bed, and stood tall, summoning her courage.

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