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Everything was getting out of control. The queen was still alive, and the musketeers and their captain just handed him a piece of paper, proving that whoever had planned this attack was in Paris. This was not good. However, the cardinal was an excellent actor and would not let his inner turmoil show in a delicate situation like this.
So, he made them believe that he would do whatever it took to punish the person responsible – knowing that would never be true – and watched the men and their captain leave him behind in the crypta where he had been praying before.
The moment he was sure the men were gone, he turned around, his anger suddenly fueling his every move. He knew Milady de Winter was still here and had been listening to every word that had been spoken. This was all her fault. The cardinal was breathing heavily before he spoke out to the dark, not knowing where the woman was hiding from him.
“You assured me Gallagher could do this.” He knew she could hear him, and he took a few steps trying to find her hiding spot. “Instead, I find the queen is still alive.” His voice was calm, but it was getting harder to keep it up. He was fuming inside.
“He will finish what he had begun.” Richelieu turned his head as she spoke. She was hiding around a corner. He took a few more steps and finally saw her. The usual confident look on her face was only half present in the dim light.
“And will he also steal back the promissory note he so carelessly mislaid…what!” He screamed the last word in her face as he has finally approached her one hand resting on the cold stone trapping her against the wall. Milady looked at him with wide eyes, gulping. It seemed like for the first time since their business relationship had begun, she could not manage to find any clever words to oppose him.
“I will see to it.” It was all she could come up with.
“I hope so.” He replied immediately.
“Because if this goes wrong…” His large hand suddenly grabbed her face and covered her mouth forcefully, “you will pay a very great price.” Through clenched teeth he almost whispered these words at her. Their faces were only inches apart and the fear in her eyes satisfied his anger a little bit.
Finally, this woman knew who she was dealing with. For quite some time now he was growing more and more impatient with Milady. Her arrogant and independent nature was arousing but lately the cardinal felt like she had forgotten who was the more powerful. She was working for him not the other way round and if she failed to do her job properly, she would go down with him.
He was breathing heavily, his fingers still pressing hard against her features. Richelieu was looking into her eyes that were staring back at him half in fear. But still confident enough not to break. He admired that. While he slowly let go of her, his gaze wandered to her lips.
In her everyday duty the woman in front of him had seduced many men and it was her greatest weapon. Her impact on men was something the cardinal was well aware of since she had demonstrated her seduction skills in many of their conversation.
While Richelieu often believed he was above such things, he knew it didn’t go unnoticed, and he had been jealous sometimes – especially if any of those damn musketeers had been involved. So, as he now pressed his lips onto hers, frustrated, angry but also with passion, Richelieu believed that he deserved this.
He didn’t know what he had expected – maybe some kind of resistance. And while Milady was certainly shocked the first second, the cardinal soon realized that the woman reciprocated the kiss as she opened her mouth just a tiny bit.
In his fury that was still the main impulse behind his action, he pushed his tongue between her lips as he felt her giving in. Richelieu’s large hand grabbed her tight by the neck, giving her no room to move her head while he pushed his tongue against hers demandingly.
He had fantasized about this many times, but had always felt somewhat special by not giving in. She was a useful tool, and he appreciated her services a lot. At the same time, he had begun to wonder about her priorities and loyalty and her sloppy work in this sensitive matter had been the last straw.
Angrily Richelieu stared at her when he eventually broke away from Milady, their faces still very close together.
“That was unexpected, cardinal.” Milady said and preempted him with her words. Her expression had changed back to her confident self. He could feel the smugness radiating from her eyes.
“For a moment I believed you wanted to kill me…” She didn’t sound afraid or concerned at all, more like she was teasing him. “But I don’t think you would ever get you own hands dirty, would you?”
And then to his own surprise, she took his free hand, brought it to her lips and seductively – never breaking eye contact – put his index and middle finger into her mouth, sucking on them.
He could feel her tongue, wet and hot brushing over his sensitive fingers and as he took in the sight completely, he felt a shiver of arousal conquering his body.
Rationally, he knew that there was no time for this, but he let himself get carried away. He needed that now. He deserved it. Carefully, Richelieu removed his fingers from her grip. Then he let the wet digits trail down over her chin, down her throat to her tempting breasts.
“Then you don’t know me as well as you wished.” Through her dress he grabbed the delicate flesh with his large hand. His eyes were locked on hers once more, staring at her intensively. “Only I have the luxury of choosing what I want to get my hands dirty for.”
His grip on her breast was harsh but he also began to massage her slowly, testing her reaction. Anger and frustration were still his two main motivations, but Richelieu allowed himself to let lust and desire take over.
“Are you really up for the task, cardinal? We don’t have much time.” In Milady’s eyes was a sparkle of challenge. It had replaced the fear he had ignited in her moments before. However, there was also something else: curiosity. Richelieu couldn’t deny that he was physically drawn to this independent woman. She was as dangerous as arousing to him. But as long as she was loyal to him, there was nothing to worry about. Maybe giving in to his desire was not a stupid miscalculation on his part. Maybe it was just about time to take this step with her.
“I’m quite confident in my…talents.” Their lips were almost touching again. “I’ll be quick and then you can clean up the mess you created. If you succeed, which I have no doubt you will because any other outcome is unacceptable, we can take the proper time to celebrate.”
The tension between them was palpable. His lips were already twitching, but her words stopped him from closing the gap.
“You’re full of surprises. You know, I had been wondering when you would finally give in. After all, you’re also just a poor man who cannot take his eyes off of me, cardinal. How often have you dreamed about this, condemning every man who had laid hands on me instead of you?”
This was enough. He finally shut her up and pressed his lips back onto hers. Milady, however, surprised him again as she was the first to initiate their tongues to entangle while the kiss was getting more heated with every second.
Richelieu was still groping her breast, feeling her nipples harden under his touch, while his other hand let go of her throat. Instead, he let it wander south and ruffled up her dress and undergarments as best as possible until he finally reached his goal.
As he let his hand brush over her inner legs, Richelieu could already feel the heat and imagine the wetness which made his own blood rush to his groin. But time was really working against them. He knew that there would not be enough time to take care of his own growing erection. He couldn’t care less about it, though. Feeling this woman come undone by his touch was satisfying enough – for now.
Richelieu started rubbing his fingers over the sensitive skin on her inner legs only teasing her and earned a muffled moan from the woman. Only a second later as he pinched Milady’s clit with his thumb and index finger, she instinctively broke the kiss and let her head rest against the wall she was trapped against.
She was panting slightly, and he looked at her with a content smile on his lips.
“I’m wondering why you were already so ready for me” The cardinal whispered, still teasing her with his fingers, but not yet taking it any further.
“Who could resist a powerful man like you?” She looked at him like he was the most desirable person in the world. The effect it had on him was probably just what Milady had intended. She knew what men wanted to hear. Even if it looked as if she was giving them control, the cardinal deep down knew that it was still her who had control over them. Was he the fool now just like the men he usually sent her after?
“I know what you’re doing.” Richelieu said and leaned in closer. But Milady was again one step ahead of him. Suddenly, her lips were on his ear, sending goosebumps through his body with her touch and with her words.
“I’m the one thing you fear, but also desire the most: an independent woman.” She made a dramatic pause, licked his ear and bit him gently before she added, “now that you have me, can you handle it, Armand?”
His first name on her lips was a bold move, and Richelieu knew that she had used it on purpose. It annoyed him that she had dared to do so, but it also spurred him on. He swallowed his resentment and focused on his lust instead.
Finally, he let his fingers glide through the wetness of her folds, completely. A surprised, but ecstatic moan left the woman’s lips, and the cardinal pulled her head back, letting go of her breast for a second.
“That’s the only sound I need to hear from you now.”
Milady still had a mischievous smile on her lips. She was not intimidated by him. Richelieu tried, but he knew that this was her territory, and she would never give up control – not really. Her cold hand, that had rested on the wall just seconds before, took his chin. Then she stroked his beard and pulled him closer to her. The cardinal knew that he had lost his advantage with the fear he had initiated in her, the moment he had kissed her.
“In that case make good use of your fingers, and I will reward you…” Then she kissed him again.
Richelieu let her lead their kiss. His focus was somewhere else. He felt the sticky fluid between his middle and index fingers as he was feeling her hot folds. Then he settled back on her clit and gave it a harder rub. A muffled moan mixed into their kiss and eventually the cardinal decided to end it. He wanted to look at her face as he was pleasing her. He needed to see her reactions, so he could study what she liked and what made her release these wonderful sounds of pleasure.
She looked him straight in the eyes, which made the whole affair even more exciting. It was such a different experience compared to what he was used to with his mistresses. This was so much better.
Richelieu continued penetrating her clit with his fingers which caused a sparkle of lust in her eyes and he heard her pleasure in her breathing and eventual moaning. But it was not enough.
Slowly, he let one finger slide further down again and then with ease slid inside of her. He pushed the full length of his finger into her hot and inviting vulva. Milady closed her eyes for the first time and let out a deep satisfied sigh.
“That feels good…” She mumbled and licked her lips. “But not good enough yet, cardinal.” This time he chuckled. He had not expected anything less by now.
Then he removed his finger again, brushed his fingertip over her clit quickly before he pushed in two fingers quickly after. He buried the full length of his digits in her and rubbed over her inner walls. She felt amazingly hot and wet inside. Richelieu wished they had more time.
“Mmhh…that’s better.”
Spurred on by her reaction, he moved his fingers fully out again just to push them back up to the hilt, which earned him a louder groan than ever before. Therefore, he repeated the move again and again. Richelieu bit his own lip as he felt his own breathing getting shallow. His hard cock was aching for attention, but he didn’t want to show that he was so affected by what was happening.
The cardinal wanted to be the man in control. The man who could please a woman without being affected by it. But he wasn’t that man and it hurt his ego to accept this truth. What troubled him even more though, was that he wasn’t sure if he could prevent Milady from finding out.
Now, that Richelieu had her slowly melting beneath his fingers, he needed to step up his game. While his fingers still penetrated her vulva, his thumb found her clit and rubbed it changing the pressure from time to time. Her hand suddenly clutched his shoulder for support.
Her touch was welcomed by his body, and he sucked in more air than necessary. Before the attention was on him, he spoke, “Is that good enough for you?” Richelieu’s voice sounded aroused but yet imperious.
“I admit…ahh...you surprise me” She managed to say, but every time he pounded into her, she was interrupted by a cry of ecstasy. “Make me…ah…make me come if you can.”
Her voice and sounds echoed from the stone walls. Richelieu could feel the heat emanating from her body and his own. Sweat was forming on his forehead, and while he felt she was approaching her climax, he became greedier too.
He grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it down to expose one of her breasts. Only for a second did he manage to look at the hard nipple, then his head descended, and his mouth met the delicate skin.
First, he sucked on it, then he pinched the nipple with his teeth and bit her. It earned him another loud moan and the breaks between them became shorter. She was really getting close. Thus, he used everything he had to bring her over the edge.
He increased the pressure on her clit with his thumb, filled her as best as he could with his long fingers and teased her nipple further with his lips and teeth. Richelieu felt the body beneath his touches tense up until they both were released by one last cry of pleasure.
While his head appeared back in front of hers, he massaged her through the last shockwaves of her climax with his fingers before he finally stopped. Richelieu allowed them to catch their breath.
He had been more affected than he had hoped. Carefully, he removed his hand from her and watched as she quickly fixed her dress before she looked at him. She was just about to say something, but the cardinal knew how to shut her up this time.
Seductively, never breaking eye contact, he first tasted her juices on his fingertips with his lips before he shoved his fingers into his mouth and licked them clean. Curiously, she watched him.
“I regard this as a foretaste of what’s to come.” His expression changed from cocky to menacing within seconds.
“You cannot fail me, again.” Both knew he was talking about Milady’s failure in her mission, now.
The cardinal’s worry and anger returned. His lust slowly disappeared into the back of his mind again. However, he was still convinced that this would not be his downfall. And when she would return to him after she had corrected her mistake and everything was back to normal, he would continue what they had started here.
“You can trust me. I will fix it.” Milady had room to move again, now that the cardinal had stepped back. She made use of the space and came closer, invading his personal space one last time. Almost lovingly, she caressed his cheek and pressed her lips onto his own.
Suddenly, he flinched as he felt her other hand pressing against his still erect cock through the thick layers of clothing. Teasingly, she let her fingers stroke the length one time before she withdrew her hand and lips from the cardinal.
“And when I’m back, I’ll see if the rest of you is up for the challenge too or if you just got lucky one time.”
Then she bowed respectfully, still aware of the power balance between them and left him behind. Richelieu watched her until she was out of sight. Maybe this whole misery would end pretty well for him after all. With the help of Milady, nobody would find out that he had commissioned the queen’s assassination, and everything would go back to normal.
Even better maybe, he would be rewarded for all his hard work and devotion to France. Milady was his most valuable spy and the most dangerous to him too. But now, these new turn of events had opened new possibilities for the cardinal. It was a risk letting her get so close to him, but he was confident enough in himself that he was willing to play that dangerous game. It was too arousing not to.