CHAPTER 3 Restless Nights
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I lay sweating in my bed. Dreaming of Hawk's callused, long fingered hands caressing over every inch of my flesh.
Testing the weight of my breasts as he had in the Receiving Room a few nights’ past. Then sliding between my thighs and curving a finger up to enter my soft heat.
I moaned in pleasure. Back arcing in my sleep. A sheen of sweat coating my body and making my thin chemise cling to my flesh. I writhed in discomfort, trying to escape my arousal. Even now I felt like I could feel him touching me.
I sat bolt upright. Blonde hair flying over my shoulder as I panted in terror. My eyes skimmed the room. Landing on his fluorescent blue ones staring back at me, from the wall opposite my bed.
"What are you doing here?" I curled the blanket up and around me.
"Watching you, My Pet."
"I'm not your pet!"
"Ah, but you are." He inspected his fingernails thoughtfully. "How was your dream?"
"You put the dreams in my head." I accused. Knowing it was true.
"I just let you replay some memories...Vividly."
"Of you touching me!"
"And you enjoying it." He pushed off the wall. "Let's not play games between you and I, Mary Mage." He walked to stand next to my bed. Staring at me thoughtfully.
"You like my touch. You want my hands on you. I can smell your arousal every time you’re near me. How about you let me have you and we can both purge of this little game." He hooked a finger in the coverlet I'd wrapped around me. Lightly tugging it down away from me.
I jerked away from him and pulled it tighter to me.
"Just relax, Mary Mage." He reached up to twirl a lock of blonde hair. Twining it around one finger to smooth with his thumb. "I'm taking this."
He pulled his dagger from the waistband of his leather breeches and slid it through my hair. Stealing the lock.
"What are you going to do with it?"
"Put it in a potion." He said flatly.
My eyes widened in horror. Knowing how powerful pieces of the physical body could be in potions. "For what?"
"To make you my lustful little pet." He emphasized the last.
"Hawk no! You can't!" But I was very afraid he was skilled enough with spellwork to do it.
He descended over me.
I leaned back to escape him, and he followed me down. Putting his fists on my bed on each side of me. His face nearly to mine and his breath sliding across my lips.
I licked them nervously.
Making him growl as he watched the motion. "Then let me in you. Now. On your terms."
"No." I said breathlessly. Sliding a hand behind me to balance my weight. So, I could lean away from him.
But he was following me down. His knees sliding onto the bed with me. Skimming mine apart as he lowered over me.
I watched him magnetically. Nearly unable to stop him, as his blue eyes held me riveted. I was paralyzed in that gaze like a rabbit in the eyes of a feral cat.
"Don't you touch me, Hawk!"
"I'm going to." He said dangerously. "Everywhere."
His eyes slid down my length with blatant desire. "Then I'm going to plant seed so deep in you, you'll wonder if you'll ever get me back out."
I shook my head in abhorrence.
He kissed me. His mouth taking mine in a violent dance. Then he dropped his weight. Knocking me backward and pinning me on my soft mattress as he molded his length over me. One hand folding over my forehead to hold me in place while his tongue delved into my mouth. Tasting my flavor and drawing me deeper.
I screeched and writhed but he swallowed the sound.
Catching one of my wrists he folded it above my head and pinned it to the mattress. Lifting his body, he caught the coverlet and yanked it from between us.
I was only covered by my thin chemise.
"Away." He snapped his fingers and the undergarment dissipated into dust as my dress had a few days ago.
"Hawk." I wiggled beneath him. Objecting.
"All your struggling is only arousing me." He said rumbled against my lips. "You could take me now. Feel me. Your way. If you don't. I'm going to have you my way."
I shook my head adamantly.
"Either way, Mary Mage. I'm going to feel you. Sink into you. Possess you."
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