Twelve Weeks To A Duke's Heir: A Rough Regency Heir Breeding Romance

I never thought I would need to breed an heir this way, but my cousin's schemes have left me with only twelve weeks and one woman: Kenna.

The terms are explicit. I must claim her roughly, again and again, until my seed takes root and secures the dukedom. The archive aisles are narrow, and I keep finding reasons to send for her there. Her independence cracks a little further with every demand I make.

Kenna never pulls back, and that is the part I did not plan for. The rival waits for failure, yet the greater danger is how much I want to keep her after the deadline passes.