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he kissed it with a fervor that left her stunned. “I’ve been waiting all my life for a woman to leave me breathless. William does it on a regular basis, and although I’ve never been one to shun the fairer sex, you alone have succeeded where others have failed. Do not doubt your power, Juliet. Not for an instant.”
    She gaped at him, not quite believing her ears. She glanced at Will, only to discover the same worshipful expression on his face. “And you? Do you feel the same?”
    William’s slow smile sent a rush of heat to her core. “Have you forgotten, my lady? I am your slave.”
    Where she once was deemed weak and insignificant, she now had power? Sexual power? Over two men? Granted, the one was subservient and content to be so, but the other was rich, titled, and confident.
    It was…confusing.
    Especially since, at least for the moment, Rotherford seemed strangely humble. “We are at your command, my lady. Fulfilling your wishes gives us great joy.”
    Her gaze darted back and forth between them. If they were lying, they were remarkably convincing. “Well, then. I’d best take care what I wish for. I wouldn’t want to render us destitute.”
    “What do you wish for?” Will asked.
    She glanced at Rotherford. “Nicholas asked me that once before. My answer to you is the same, William. I want only love.”
    Rotherford arched a brow. “Nothing more?”
    She considered this for a moment. “I should also like to have free rein in the rose garden.”
    “I believe that can be arranged,” Rotherford said. “Anything else?”
    “That’ll do,” she replied. “For now.”
    Rotherford chuckled. “I love this woman. I truly do.” His eyes swept over her, but for once, his gaze couldn’t compensate for the chill in the air.
    She crossed her arms, shivering. “I don’t suppose you could help me to dress?”
    Her request was met with a frown that was more puzzled than disgruntled. “I believe William should be the one to assist you. He’s much better at that sort of thing than I. No doubt I should end by putting something on backward.”
    Juliet rolled her eyes. “Don’t be silly, my lord. You helped remove my clothing. You should be able to put it back on.”
    “Quite right,” said William. “ I was paying attention. Surely you were, as well.”
    The viscount shook his head. “Not really. I was more interested in what was beneath the dress than the dress itself.”
    “That’s very sweet of you, my lord,” Juliet commented. “But not terribly helpful. I’m also a bit, um, sticky .”
    William produced a handkerchief from the pile of his livery. “Allow me, my lady.” He knelt before her, wiping the semen from her legs. “I will help you since Nick is being so uncooperative.”
    “Uncooperative? Me? I’m merely claiming ignorance!”
    “Then I shall teach you, my lord,” Will said. “After all, if a man is to undress his lady, he should be able to help her put herself to rights again. Imagine what would happen if I weren’t here.”
    “Ah, but you always will be, my dear William,” Rotherford said. “Always.”
    “Nonetheless, you should observe closely.”
    True to his word, William had her dress on and buttoned up in a trice. He even helped her to pin up her hair.
    “Why, William,” Rotherford drawled. “You’re better than a lady’s maid. I had no idea you were so talented.”
    “He is indeed,” Juliet said. “In so many ways.”
    The tables had turned. Juliet was now fully dressed, but her men were still quite naked—and if the state of their pricks was any indication, they both enjoyed this circumstance enormously. Her gaze drifted down to Will’s stiff member, then returned to his twinkling green eyes before moving on to appreciate the viscount’s physique.
    “D’you know, I believe I shall enjoy being married to you, Rotherford,” Juliet declared. “The scenery here in your home is quite…remarkable.”

Chapter Seven
     
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