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Polly is preparing for her wedding night - but so are her husband's brothers. They're determined to have their revenge on their brother by enjoying his wife's charms before he gets a chance to.

EXPLICIT - This short erotic story contains explicit scenes of a woman's reluctant ecstasy as her virginity is stripped from her.

Excerpt: "Hand me a towel, please," she said, and stood as it was shaken out, extending her arms so that it could be wrapped around her bosom. It would be a shame to splash the pretty floral carpet more than she had to. She stepped carefully out of the tub, and glanced sideways.

Then she screamed, and reeled back, for there was a stranger in her room - a strange man - oh, dear God, where had he come from?

"Please do not scream again," he said, sounding pained. "It's not ladylike, you know."
"Who are you?" she cried out breathlessly. "What are you doing here?"

"My name is Matthias Wentham," he said. "Perhaps my brother mentioned me? No?"

"Lord Wentham has no brothers," she said. Her heart was hammering in her chest; was there no servant near enough to hear her scream? "Get out at once!"

"Lord Wentham has no legitimate brothers," he corrected her. "His father had a number of bastards."

"Do not speak to me!" Polly shrieked. "Get out!" She made a dart towards her dressing room, but a swift step brought him between her and the door, and she fell back.

"I regret inconveniencing you," he said, and gave her a wry smile. "I really do, you know. It's nothing to do with you - only my brother married you, you see, so you're drawn into the matter."
Polly's head was spinning; she wondered if she might faint. Her vision blackened, and the towel slipped from her fingers; she was vaguely aware of a concerned voice talking, but it whirled away into the darkness.