Royce & Mary Rose's Chambers

I removed my corset letting it drop to the floor as my husband spoke. I honestly wasn't aware about the child of Mary Boleyn being my brothers.

'I know that her husband died of the plague years ago remember? As Anne was at Hever unwell but, this is my brother he looks after his offspring. He even mentioned adding our boys to his succession. We should pray that Henry receives his long awaited heir.'

I turned around and wrapped my arms around my husband. We were both doubly lucky to have twin boys to carry on the lineage of Westmoreland.

'I am ever so grateful to have given you two sons. Surely they will keep us both busy.'

'No darling they will always be in line for English throne. They are nephews to the King of England and if Anne has a son then they shall be cousin to King of England. Their presence shall always be required at court. Although their future is not ours I would like them to have some freedom. If we have a daughter then I would prefer her to marry a Scottish man like you.'

I kissed his hand unraveling his fingers into my fingers.

Wrapping my arms around his neck. I perched myself on my husbands knee, running my fingers soothingly through his hair.

'I can give you a daughter my love.'

I squealed as he pulled me closer to him enjoying the passionate waves of our tongues moving together.

Even though my corset was already taken off! I let my husband play with my loosen hairs. I was rather enjoying this untamed side to him.

'And people think that you are such a good boy how wrong they are.'

The buds of my nipples grew ticklish as he played with them freely. My hands were busy undoing his pants reaching in to get my hands on him. I gently moved my hand up and down slowly watching him intently.

I looked at him sensually running my lips up his body. I pulled off my skirt, my hand gently squeezing his member. I giggled as I felt his breath on my skin tingling my senses and causing a stir throughout my body.

'Oh yes but only for you. I think you prefer me to be bad than to be good.'

I threw my head back as I felt complete ecstasy swoop over my breasts. My fingers started to tightly grip his manhood even harder as I pushed him on his back.

'Aha! But do you know my tricks all that well dear husband.'

I whispered silently as I spread his arms out to the side.

With a heavy breath, I leaned down interlacing my fingers with my husbands as I groaned in his ear. I held of in taking him here and now and decided to keep him guessing.

'That depends dear husband.. Which hidden talent of mine would you like to see first.'

I let go of his arms my hands running up into his flowing locks. Gently I started to twist some of his hair around my finger. Moving down his body I kissed his soft lips, tenderly letting ourselves just be in this moment.

My thighs were gripped on either side of his hips as I slowly pulled him on top of me. My body stirred as I felt his breath down my neck tickling the buds of my nipples. My husband was a gentle and formidable person but when we made love his Scottish side took over like he morphed into a wolf. Roughly I plunged my tongue deep into his mouth moving my leg up and down his lower back.

I gasped as he rooted himself within me in one single thrust. My body started to quiver as our flesh met by the slamming of his thighs. There was no beginning and no end, only a shudder that stirred with each and every thrust. Gripping his head I forced his eyes to meet my glowing eyes.

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Royce entered in his bedroom to see Mary Rose. He felt a bit guilty, because he neglected her recently. He hoped to find her still awake. So he approached slowly their bed

Mary..are you awake, my love?

He whispered leaning upon her

"Royce "

I whispered in a dreamy haze as I rolled my body over to face him. The man that was kneeling on the bed, still made me feel giddy like it had done when I first fell in love with him.

I laughed at his words relishing his caresses like a cat seeking such attentions from its master. Lazily I sat up, blinking a few times to get the sleep out of my eyes.
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You are not rude but how did it go with King James. "