Warprize (Seven Brides for Seven Bastards, 5)(MFMMMMMM) by Georgia Fox

said
before, no . My
life is here. My destiny is here."
    He began to pace, striding up and down
the side of her bed, arms folded over his broad chest. "This
masquerade is dangerous, and it cannot continue for
long."
    "Why not? I have managed all these
years." She tried another smile and reached for him, purring, "Come
back to my bed and teach me some more about how to please Lady
Rosamund."
    Halting abruptly he glowered down at
her, eyes sparking. "Temptress. I won't fuck you again until you
agree to leave with me. Tomorrow at first light."
    She laughed sharply. How his manner
had changed toward her now that he'd bedded her! She might have
known that he would think this event altered her plans. "But
tomorrow I am to be married."
    "Yes, to me."
    It appeared to have come out of him so
suddenly that even he did not know it was there. The words hung
steamily in the air along with the scent of their fucking. "I will
not marry you," she said, as calmly as possible, sensing yet
another change in his mood. "I know almost nothing about you." She
saw the way his hands twitched and the muscle of his shoulders
bulked, as if he prepared to seize her from the bed, truss her up
in ropes and ride off with her. "Except that you have a wife," she
added angrily. "Or so you told me."
    "My name is Dominigo d'Anzeray. I am
one of seven bastards born to the great warrior Guillaume. My
mother was Spaniard, my father is Norman. We live on our own
castellany, by our own rules, some hundred miles from here. Between
us we have four wives, whom we share."
    "You share ?"
    "Of course. Why not? It keeps us safe
from the destructive effects of possessiveness or envy. It ensures
brotherly loyalty and makes us all fathers to the same
brood."
    She stared. "And the women don't
protest?"
    "Why would they? They get seven
husbands instead of one. They are protected seven times over and
loved seven times over. And satisfied seven times over."
    She couldn't think of a solitary word
to utter.
    "Our father expects each of us to
bring a woman home to breed. And I," he unfolded his arms and
pointed one suddenly menacing finger at her, "choose
you."
    Cedney had never been so
horrified by anything in her life. She rolled over in haste and
almost fell to the floor on the far side of the bed. Somehow she
landed on her feet and tugged the fleece with her, wrapping it
swiftly around her naked body. "I'm afraid I must disappoint you. I
will never be any man's wife." She certainly would never be a wife
to seven men. Seven men .
    He crooked that finger and beckoned
her closer. "Come here, woman."
    Instead she backed away. "You have had
your sport. Now you must leave, d'Anzeray." When she spoke the name
on her own tongue it sounded familiar. It was possible she'd heard
tales of these men. Perhaps stories shared around a campfire when
the ale flowed. Stories too outrageous to be believed.
    "I am not leaving without you," he
said firmly, unblinking.
    "Oh yes, you are."
    "For the last time, wench, come
hither."
    "I will not. You,
d'Anzeray, will go. "
    It did not escape her notice that his
cock was beginning to rise up again, already half erect. The man
was insatiable.
    "And do not molest any more of my
people on your way out."

Chapter Ten
     
    The woman, he thought
lustily, was possibly the most beautiful female he'd ever looked
upon. Indeed, the most beautiful creature . Her skin gleamed like
those pearls in the box she had shown him. Her eyes were the most
extraordinary shade of blue, ever changing. At that moment they
held a warm tint he'd only ever witnessed in the Mediterranean sea.
She tasted like wine, honey and cream. Some of his favorite
things.
    And when she refused to obey him, he
grew hot with an even greater desire to claim her as his own. His
father would say it wasn't good to feel this possessive, but that
was a fleeting thought, soon squashed beneath other, happier
considerations.
    She liked fucking. That much was
damned obvious. Bloody woman went at it keenly indeed