Familiar with the Warlock - Viola Grace Page 0,2
ladies from earlier would be more than interested in you. I am pretty sure that Alice would suck you off in your office if you crooked your finger.”
He paused. “So, the threat of confinement doesn’t frighten you, but you are repulsed by lust?”
She licked her lips and then kicked herself when his gaze fixed on her mouth. “Um, over the years, I have determined that I am attractive to two types of people, petite lesbians, and men who like to be frightened in bed. There isn’t a lot of room for confusion there.”
He leaned back. “You have been rejected.”
She tensed. “Yeah, so if this is a pity thing, I would rather skip it.”
Argo pressed against her butt, and through the layers of cloak and skirt, she felt something that wasn’t his thigh. “No pity back here.”
She shivered, and Olmin pressed against her from the front. He stroked her cheek. “We simply want what is inside you. Your body is just the means to an end.”
She looked at him in resignation. “So, you just want to have sex with me, and then, I can go home, and Alice doesn’t have to know about this?”
“Correct.”
“So, she can continue being one of your authors?”
“Of course. She sells very well.” He smiled, and it was the smile of a man who was getting his way.
Maven nodded. “Fine then. Go nuts.”
He nodded to Argo. “Bring her to my bedroom.”
“Not the playroom?” Argo seemed surprised.
“No, this is not the time for that.”
Argo switched his grip and caught her up, carrying her into the depths of the house. Apparently, it was time for something else.
Chapter Two
Maven blushed as Argo walked around her, removing her cloak.
“Well, I can’t do anything else until he removes the bonds. Congratulations. He doesn’t let many women come in here.” Argo smiled. “Take that how ever you like.”
She fought to keep her balance as she was stuck with her legs wrapped together from knee to ankle.
She looked at him. “I think I liked you better as a cat. You talked less.”
He grinned and pounced at her, sending her back onto the bed. He knelt over her and pinned her between his hands. “Well, as the warlock needs to have the honour of undressing you, I suppose that I am stuck with what I can reach.”
She shivered. “You are participating?”
“I am his secretary. I am always around when he needs another pair of hands.” He chuckled and pressed his mouth to hers, licking and sucking at her mouth until she was sighing softly with each sliding contact.
When he pulled his head away, there was a soft smile in his eyes. He leaned in and ran his tongue down her neck and to the collarbone exposed by the pirate shirt. He lapped at her skin slowly, working his way down to the edge of the corset. He paused and snorted. “Car keys?”
She blushed and turned her head away as he reached between her breasts to pull out her keys, a notebook she kept for jotting down ideas, and the pencil that went with the notebook.
He looked into her cleavage. “Anything else in there?”
She muttered, “Debit card and house keys on the righthand side.”
“May I?”
She nodded, and he dipped his fingers into her costume and slid against her skin before pulling out the aforementioned objects.
Argo looked at her with a smile. “I believe that I should check for anything else. Who knows, you could have a semi-automatic in there.”
He lay on the bed next to her, kissed her, and slid his hand into the heated damp of her corset. At first, he was gently exploring with his fingertips, and then, he was cupping her breasts in turn. She gasped, twisted, and squeaked when he tweaked one nipple.
He lifted his head and chuckled. “You are making me want to pounce on you.”
She closed her mouth with a snap and pressed her lips inward.
He licked her neck and murmured, “It is more than fine to make sounds. It helps us know when we are on the right track.”
“You mean like you purring?” She gasped and turned away as his scraping tongue caused her to think about it across her nipples, and then, she had to fight the surge of heat inside her.
“Exactly. That way, you know where to stroke, how hard, and if I don’t like it.” He chuckled against her skin.
She gasped as he turned her head and gave the other side of her neck the same treatment. Maven was shuddering as she tried to keep her