The Queen's Matchmaker

"Trousers off." She ordered, her voice high and keening.

She felt his hands leave her thighs while his mouth kept working, heard the slide of fabric as his trousers hit the floor. She tugged at his hair, pulling his flushed face out from under her skirts to rest on her breast. He thrusted into her, and she felt whole as they came together with a crash.

As they turned to jelly in one another's arms, Marisa couldn't help but think that Iago had found her a husband after all.