Fae Sworn: Paranormal Fae Academy Romance (Finishing School for Faery Brides Book 1) by Lidiya Foxglove

Author:Lidiya Foxglove [Foxglove, Lidiya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-17T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Daisy

Monday (Oakensday) was nothing compared to Tuesday (Birchday).

My second day of class kicked off with Lord Rowan's "Pleasure" class and we were all somewhere on the spectrum of nervous to annoyed.

"I already know too much about pleasure," Amy said confidently. "I am a succubus after all.”

"I don't want to learn anything about sex from a man who isn't my husband," Erin said.

I paused at the door. "Polly, you got this, girl, okay? Promise me you're not going to faint?”

"I will endeavor not to do so.”

"You're not alone in this.”

"At some point...I will be...very much alone. With him." She turned very red.

The door was open and Lord Rowan was standing in front of a desk, still in human form, thank the gods. I'm not sure I would ever forget the sight of his true form, but as sex ed teachers go, it could have been much worse. He was wearing a Regency-esque outfit that continued to demonstrate a certain concern for Polly's taste. He was also holding a riding crop, which made me wonder what the hell we were in for, but as we came in he pointed at a chalkboard where he had written: "Fundamentals of Pleasure in the Marriage Bed.”

"Please, do make yourselves comfortable," he said. The seats in his classroom were very plush, very boudoir in fact, and he started pouring glasses of wine and handing them out.

"Are you kidding? It's ten in the morning!" Erin said. "Does my future husband want me to be a lush? I think not!”

"Well, you don't have to drink it," he said. "Do you see this flower in the corner?" He pointed his riding crop at a lush red flower blooming from a big pot near the window. "She likes to be watered with wine. So if you don't like it, give it to her." He walked over to Polly and brushed the tip of the crop across her knee. "I will keep my distance for now, Polly.”

"Oh...um...um..." Polly took a long swig and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief. She was starting to sweat.

"Don't worry, ladies. I am not here to make you uncomfortable. Quite the opposite. I want everyone to enjoy themselves. Your husbands want the same. But we must acknowledge the fact that these are forced marriages on both ends. Some of you are very happy with your mates, and others will take some warming up. I am here to help warm you..." He picked up a stack of papers and started handing us each a sheet.

"On this sheet, I would like you to write down--in brief, no details needed unless you want to give them--your level of sexual experience. Just so I know where we're at, but I understand that witches prefer anonymity.”

Even anonymously, this felt embarrassing.

I wrote, Making out. A real stretch, but it sounded better than kissing.

I quickly folded it shut. Lord Rowan collected the papers, shuffled them a little, and then started reading them.

I really don't think faeries understood humans very well. All the girls were kinda squirming.

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