Free Seducing the Chambermaid [Notorious Nephilim 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Carolyn Rosewood Page B

Blair? What’s your heart’s deepest desire?”
    There it was again. The mask she wore. It settled over her face and dug deep into her eyes. Andras was more determined than ever to cast it off her face for good.
    “I don’t know—”
    “Yes, you do. You’re just afraid to tell me because you think you’re not worthy of it or somehow it’s wrong to dream big simply because you were born female.”
    “Andras, I’ve never met a man who speaks as you do.”
    “Well then, I guess it’s a good thing you showed up here.”
    She gave a small laugh. “Yes, it is.”
    “And you’re avoiding the question. You can answer me, or I can put you over my knee and convince you that way.” He pulled her closer so she could feel the rock-hard erection straining against the front of his trousers.
    Her eyes widened, and she opened her mouth as if to speak, but nothing came out.
    “What’s your choice, Blair? A spanking, or will you tell me your secrets?”
    “I didn’t think…”
    He nuzzled her neck, and the moan that escaped her throat set his blood boiling. “You didn’t think what?” he whispered.
    “Earlier you said…I’m confused.”
    Understanding dawned on him. He cupped her face. “You thought I was telling you that Leo and I didn’t want to make love to you again. Not true. I was merely trying to apologize for the way we took your virginity. It was crass and devoid of feeling.”
    She took a deep breath and whimpered.
    “But you still haven’t given me your choice, Blair.” He swatted her left ass cheek, and she jumped a little, pushing her hips into the bulge at the front of his pants. If she didn’t say something soon, he’d lose what little self-control he still had and throw her on the grass.
    A slow, wicked smile spread over her face. Andras watched the change, fascinated. He wasn’t even using his powers right now. This sudden boldness had come about without the help of what little magic he still possessed. He liked it, a lot.
    “Can’t I choose both?” Her voice was soft, seductive, and had the effect of causing pain to his throbbing dick. Andras bent his head and kissed her.

Chapter Eight
     
    Blair moaned into Andras’s open mouth as his tongue ravished the inside of hers. His lips moved over hers, and his hands tangled in her hair. She moved closer to him, rubbing her abdomen against his erect cock. His kisses grew deeper and more intense, and Blair was so aroused it actually hurt. Gone were the doubts about whether he wanted her again. She pushed aside all thoughts of the past and concentrated on Andras—his scent, his hands, and his muscled body.
    When he released her mouth, he caressed her back and ass through her clothing, and it was so delicious she couldn’t stand it. He nuzzled her neck again, planting tiny kisses up and down her skin. Shivers ran from her collarbone to her nipples and straight to her soaking wet pussy.
    She was a little bit drunk from three glasses of wine, but not so inebriated she didn’t have control of her senses. Blair wanted him, right there on the beautifully manicured lawn.
    “Andras,” she breathed, “can we be seen out here?”
    “Not a chance.”
    Her earlier concerns about becoming pregnant resurfaced, and she wished she didn’t have to ask, but it was too much of a risk to take. “What about…protection? You and Leo didn’t use any yesterday.”
    He stopped kissing her neck and looked into her eyes with so much intensity she held her breath. Had she ruined everything by asking?
    “Blair, if I told you we don’t need to worry about that, would you trust me? Without asking why? Just for tonight?”
    “I don’t understand.”
    “I want to make love to you, and I promise you there is no reason for you to worry about anything.” He caressed her face, and the air took on that electrified feeling again. His eyes appeared to grow larger, darker, and deeper. Blair wanted to dive in and forget all her worries.
    “Okay,” she whispered,