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"A word?" Myles didn't wait for an answer, he pulled me toward the small shed that used to be my workshop. The dress I had left there a week ago still hung forgotten in a corner. The finest dress I had ever worn, paling in comparison to the one I was wearing now. One of the many Myles had given me.
"So that is Conrad?" Myles asked, picking up a tool and eyeing it as if it were the most fascinating object he had ever seen.
"Yes," I said, "that is Conrad."
Myles pivoted so quickly, I stumbled back. Blinking I watched him stalk toward me like a predator, with a grim expression on his face. He had dropped the tool, but he didn't need one, he was strong enough to twist my neck without even elevating his breath or heartrate.
I took a step back and then another, until my back was literally to the wall.
Myles lifted one hand, placed it lazily right against the wall next to my head, while his other moved underneath my chin, coaxing my head up to look into the abyss of his dark eyes. They seemed to swirl hypnotizingly and I realized that I had stopped breathing, I wasn't even sure my heart was still beating.
I was caught like a rabbit in the face of a dragon.
"Hmm, I wonder, has this Conrad kissed you yet?" His head moved closer, so close our noses nearly touched.
A shudder moved through me, I knew I should have pushed him away, especially after he kept invoking Conrad's name, but the gods help me I couldn't, my entire being was focused on his lips, so close and the deep desire inside me for him to finally kiss me.
I opened my lips, closed my eyes, fully submitting myself to his will. Whatever he wanted, I would have given it to him right then and there.
His kiss at first was nothing but the brush of a feather against my lips. My entire body began to tremble and it was only because I was leaned against the wall, that I kept on my feet.
When his lips pressed firmer against mine, I sighed deeply, because it was everything and so much more than I had imagined.
His tongue entered my mouth like an invading conqueror, sending shivers of lust through me that made my tits burn and my clit pulse.
His body kept his distance from mine, he was still leaned against the wall with one arm, while his other rested underneath my chin, before it slowly, oh so freaking slowly, trailed down my throat, whispering against my clavicle bones, and finally, just the tips of his fingers, feathering over the swell of my breasts.
With a moan, I pressed myself into his hand, moved my arms up, to cross around his thick neck. A deep chuckle of triumph moved through him, but I didn't care, all I could think about was this burning sensation he created inside me, and the ache creeping up my pussy drenched already in its own juices just from the kiss, his slight touch and the anticipation he rose in me.
This ache in me was growing, reached a nearly painful level as his fingers teased the swell of my tits and his tongue danced around mine.
He broke the kiss, leaving me trembling and breathing hard. It took me a moment to realize that he was leaning back, staring at my face. I blinked until I could focus on his expression, which wasn't only smug, but arrogant.
"So, does Conrad make you feel like this?"
My arms dropped from his neck and I stared at him in disbelief for ruining this moment. For making me remember my fiancé, for bringing to mind that I had just kissed somebody else.
His black eyes shone with desire, his hand reached to caress my face and his smirk deepened. "Let me know when you're done playing with untrained youths and are ready for a male to quench your desires Lady Niara."
With those words he turned and swaggered out of the shed.
My fury exploded. How dare he?
I picked up the first object I found, a part of an anchor and threw it against his back. Unfortunately my aim isn't great at the best of times and I was blinded by fury, so it pounced against the wall next to Myles instead of hitting his back or head.
He didn't even falter as he kept on marching out of the shed, chuckling all the while.
Kissing Niara hadn't been part of my plan at all. Snyg, I hadn't even had a plan until I saw the idiot drooling all over her. In that moment a deep rooted instinct to leave my imprint on her one way or another overcame me and I pulled her into the shed.
I wasn't even sure what I was trying to accomplish, definitely not leaving with the mother of all erections and feeling robbed of something my entire being yearned for more than anything. It wasn't simply about sheathing myself into her hot pussy, ney, I wanted to be inside her alright, but not just her pussy. I wanted to be in her heart, her mind, her soul. I wanted to be every breath she took, every beat of her heart. I wanted her more than anything before in my life.
It took a tremendous effort, not to bend her over her worktable, pull up her skirts and take her. The only reason I didn't was that I worried she would hate me after. Her desire for me had been obvious and she would have gladly given her body to me, I was sure of that, but after? Ney, after she would have run to her Conrad, whining and begging him for forgiveness and spending the rest of her life trying to make up for her mistake. Which was the last thing in the universe I wanted to be.
When something crashed into the wall next to me, I thought at first it was my fist hitting it in frustration until I realized she had thrown something heavy, making me chuckle in satisfaction for having gotten under her skin.
By the entrance I stopped, turning, helpless not to drink in her beauty. Her chest heaved up and down deliciously in barely contained rage. Her grey eyes resembled a stormy sky, her blonde, curly hair had mostly come undone, encircled her like a halo. All in all she looked like an avenging goddess and once again I had to restrain myself not to grab and bend her over the table.
"Are you coming to see your brother?" I asked.
