Devil at Midnight (Novel of the Upyr) by Emma Holly

Devil at Midnight (Novel of the Upyr) by Emma Holly

Author:Emma Holly [Holly, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-01-16T23:36:23.854000+00:00


Fourteen

Wil iam was not as giddy as Charles had been after his time with the minstrel, but then his nature was not as giddy to begin with. Christian stil had to slap him to alertness before he could question him. Though Michael's golden eyebrows shot up at the action, he did not object.

Per Christian's request, Michael was the only ... wel , the only living witness to this interrogation. Christian could tel his best friend was uneasy with the honor--or at least concerned. Then again, perhaps it was the topic of Nim Wei's seductive powers that had the former novice's hackles up. Michael looked uncharacteristical y slight sitting next to Wil iam on a bale of hay, his long legs stretched and stacked at the ankles, his hard arms folded over his chest. Wil iam, the comrade who dwarfed him, was hunched sleepily forward with his forearms propped on his knees. Too tightly wound to sit, Christian paced the stable floor in front of them.

Grace sat in the shadows by the tack, silently observing. Though he could not see her from his position, his awareness of her presence was a quiet warmth in his mind. Grace lent him a steadiness he had not known he lacked before he met her.

It seemed no amount of interrupted coitus could change that.

"I told you," Wil iam said wearily. "Mistress Wei did naught to harm me."

"Are you certain you remember everything she did?"

At Christian's question, Wil iam sagged back against the rail of the sheep pen. "I doubt I could forget it. It was ..." His eyes unfocused as he traveled back, the softness of his expression sending a prickle down Christian's spine. Wil iam looked beatific. "Swiving her was wondrous. No doubt you and Michael are accustomed to women being eager to bed you, but I have never known one who was that hungry for me. Mistress Wei pul ed things from me, capacities for pleasure I did not know I possessed. I am surprised you did not hear me shouting myself hoarse. Repeatedly, as it were."

The state of Wil iam's muscles supported his claim. His hulking shoulders were relaxed, his huge boots sprawled wide on the dirt and straw of the floor.

"How repeatedly?" Michael craned around to ask.

The question was reluctant, not to mention intrusive, but Wil iam did not take offense. The grin that stretched his mouth was as foolishly prideful as one of Charles's. "Six times. In scarcely more than an hour. I did not know I could rise that often. And if I look exhausted, I assure you, that is the sole reason why."

Though Christian was aware that Michael's wide eyes had turned to him, and that his palms were rubbing nervously down his thighs, Christian kept his attention on Wil iam.

"She did not offer you food or drink? Anything that did not taste as it should?"

"She did not drug me, Christian," Wil iam insisted. "Al she did was wring out my bal s. Perhaps you should let her do that for you, if this is how you behave when you go without.



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