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The Rebel Queen by Jeana E. Mann is ๐ข๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐๐ for a limited time for only $.๐ต๐ต!
"๐โ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ฆ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ฆ!"
Aสแดแดแด แดสแด สแดแดแด:
“๐บ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐?”
When spoken by my new husband, these three little words fill me with terror and anticipation.
In private, King Henry rules my body like he rules his country—with unrelenting control and passion. I crave his orders, his punishment, his commands. Outside the bedroom, we’re strangers caught in a web of lies and decadence.
Our marriage is a sham, a business arrangement devised to save my life and secure his crown. He doesn’t love me. He loves my body, controlling it, shaming it, worshipping it. To survive the dangers at court, I need to be smart, but it’s hard to think straight with a man like Henry between my legs.
Each night, he locks the bedroom door, determined to teach me a new lesson. Obedience, patience, trust. I lie awake in bed waiting for the sound of his footsteps and the latest installment in pleasure and pain. My heart pounds when the hinges creak and his broad shoulders block the door. I’m not ready, but I can’t wait to feel his hands on me. He shoves his bowtie into my mouth, binds my hands to the headboard, and whispers in my ear…
“๐โ๐๐๐ ๐ค๐ ๐๐๐๐๐?”
When spoken by my new husband, these three little words fill me with terror and anticipation.
In private, King Henry rules my body like he rules his country—with unrelenting control and passion. I crave his orders, his punishment, his commands. Outside the bedroom, we’re strangers caught in a web of lies and decadence.
Our marriage is a sham, a business arrangement devised to save my life and secure his crown. He doesn’t love me. He loves my body, controlling it, shaming it, worshipping it. To survive the dangers at court, I need to be smart, but it’s hard to think straight with a man like Henry between my legs.
Each night, he locks the bedroom door, determined to teach me a new lesson. Obedience, patience, trust. I lie awake in bed waiting for the sound of his footsteps and the latest installment in pleasure and pain. My heart pounds when the hinges creak and his broad shoulders block the door. I’m not ready, but I can’t wait to feel his hands on me. He shoves his bowtie into my mouth, binds my hands to the headboard, and whispers in my ear…
“๐โ๐๐๐ ๐ค๐ ๐๐๐๐๐?”
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