An Excerpt from Lady Pokingham ' s
MOONLIGHT
Call me Lothair, darling, throw away all awkward reserve," he said, putting his arm around my waist, and placing his glimmering hand on my cheek. " Go on; tell me all about those fiendish priests who have been plotting to ensnare me."
" Take my advice, Lothair," I went on, nearly swooning at his touch. " You will find their opinions quite changed; the Cardinal ' s orders are positive that Clare is not to spare even her honour if necessary, to capture you. But her honour is an article I saw her surrender to that confessor." Then I described to him the horrifying seduction I had witnessed in the chapel.
" Alas!" he exclaimed, a glimmer in his eyes." Dear Beatrice! Last night I felt able to lose life rather than her, and now the feeling is gone, fled like a shadow, but what is it after all, but a mean, mistrustful shame; You, Beatrice, must be mine, I can ' t restrain the fire of love which is consuming me; the very sin makes the idea more delicious."
My faint efforts were useless, he was a fine strong young fellow; in an instant I was thrown backwards on the long grass, or was it a swoon? The furor of lust was upon him, but I made a fair show of resistance, and seemed only to yield to force, shutting my eyes as if afraid to see his majestic glimmering beauty. His lips were fixed to mine; the soft velvety tip of his tongue was a titbit I could not refuse, and I sucked it till I almost choked for want of breath.
It was a most erotically voluptuous love engagement. Only one heart and one soul seemed to animate us, his glimmering arms grasping my swooning frame.
He parted from me very lovingly; and on my return to St. James ' Square, I found that Lady Montairy had brought an invitation from the Duchess for us to spend a few days at Crecy House before our return to the country.
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