{"product_id":"2940045941723","title":"The Ravished Bride: A Regency Erotica","description":"\u003cp\u003ePolly 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.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eEXPLICIT - This short erotic story contains explicit scenes of a woman's reluctant ecstasy as her virginity is stripped from her.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eExcerpt: \"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.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThen she screamed, and reeled back, for there was a stranger in her room - a strange man - oh, dear God, where had he come from?\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Please do not scream again,\" he said, sounding pained. \"It's not ladylike, you know.\"\u003cbr\u003e\"Who are you?\" she cried out breathlessly. \"What are you doing here?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"My name is Matthias Wentham,\" he said. \"Perhaps my brother mentioned me? No?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"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!\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Lord Wentham has no legitimate brothers,\" he corrected her. \"His father had a number of bastards.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"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.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"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.\"\u003cbr\u003ePolly'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.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Valentine Tyron","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47072350470384,"sku":"2940045941723","price":2.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940045941723_p0.jpg?v=1763685878","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940045941723","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}