Josephine tilted her head a little to give Raoul more access, enjoying his touch and kisses immensely.<span style="font-style: italic">"Then by all means... Let the night come as swiftly as it may on the backs of wild stallions so that we may rejoice in our love for one another and finally become one as was always meant to be."</span>Her lips parted to respond, but it was silenced as Raoul kissed her. Her lips remained apart though as she sucked in his bottom lip. Her sapphire eyes glistened brilliantly, with an impatient joy and unbridled pleasure. She had been looking forward to this night, where she would be Raoul's. The times before, being a whore to entertain the guards, this was all she had thought of to keep her mind away from the shame and agony. Those men were not gentle, and they were not her king, her soon to be husband. But damn them if that would ever ruin her passion towards Raoul.