Matthew's Mask [Lords of Hawksfell Manor 3] (Siren Publishing Menage Amour) by Dennis Josie

Author:Dennis, Josie [Dennis, Josie]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2012-11-12T05:00:00+00:00

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William stepped into the room and shut the door behind him. Matthew smiled at the footman’s starchy demeanor. He knew what hid behind it. Passion, yes. Affection for the girl currently cuddled in his arms. And, perhaps, friendship for him as well.

“William!” Posy gasped. She pulled away from Matthew, and his arms felt very empty. “Oh, have you told the viscount what I like? How you feel when I suck your cock deep into my mouth?”

“Posy, stop this,” Matthew said.

“I won’t.” She turned to him. “What of you, Matthew? Did you tell him what my pussy tastes like? Well, he already knows.” She eyed William. “Don’t you, William?”

“Yes, I do,” William said. His cheeks flushed, and Matthew felt his passions flare. “You are beyond sweet.”

Her face crumpled, and she began to cry. “You really talked about me. You traded tales! Oh, I’m nothing more than a diversion for either one of you.”

“You’re not,” Matthew said. “Neither you or William are a diversion for me.”

She looked from one to the other, her tears streaming down her cheeks. “You are the earl’s brother, Matthew. You will have your life.”

“Yes,” Matthew said. “But I want my life the way I want it.”

“Spoken like a nobleman,” she said.

“I’ve never acted like one or been treated like one,” he admitted.

“Why not?” William asked.

Matthew thought for a moment. He hadn’t shared anything beyond sexual with anyone before, but he was tempted in that moment to spill his guts about his bastard uncle’s treatment of him. Of how unworthy he’d always felt at Lindhurst. How he felt more affinity and affection for these two people than for any he’d ever known. How he felt like he could lower that mask of indifference he’d erected over the years of dealing with his uncle’s abuse.

“It doesn’t matter, William,” he said. “We have to convince Posy of her worth.”

“My worth?” Posy’s voice was small, her blatantly hungry expression gone now. In its place was raw doubt he longed to kiss away.

“William, tell her,” he said.

William’s face showed his discomfort, but he gave a nod. “Posy, love.”

Matthew winced. That was not the word to use.

“Love?” Posy cried.

William held his hands in front of him. “I care about you, Posy. You know that. I’ve never been with anyone else at the manor.” He cleared his throat. “Other than the earl, but you yourself have given him—”

“No, William,” Matthew cut in.

William glanced at him. “What?”

“Posy has never given herself to the earl.”

He gaped at Posy. “Truly?”

The hope on William’s face was like the sun peeping over the tall spired roof of Hawksfell Manor.

“Tell him, Posy,” Matthew said.

Posy bowed her head. “I’ve never been with the earl, William. I’ve only been with you and Matthew. Ever.”

William stared hard at her then let out a sound Matthew had never heard before. It was half a cry and half a laugh. He grabbed Posy and twirled her in his arms until she was giggling. Matthew grinned and folded his arms, content to watch them have this moment.

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