Mortal Melody by Emma Wildes

Author:Emma Wildes
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Siren Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2011-05-10T16:24:56+00:00

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She awoke in her own bed with the sunshine pouring in the window burning against her closed eyelids, her body nestled comfortably between the silken sheets.

It might have been a dream. She thought so for the first few groggy moments, and then she registered the stickiness between her thighs and her complete nudity. Susanna came fully awake, moving almost tentatively, stretching her limbs and realizing that what had happened the night before had most emphatically not been a hallucination.

It had happened.

She recalled pleasure so acute it seemed still an incredible fantasy. Lord Fairmoor had touched her body, possessed her intimately and fully, and she had willingly taken part in those activities with wanton, reckless enjoyment. They had lain together in his huge bed and had made love over and over, and there was no denying it had been wonderfully, marvelously, wickedly pleasurable.

She was now technically ruined.

Not that it particularly mattered.

Her life was in shambles. That was a veritable truth, with or without his lordship’s skilled seduction. Orphaned, hunted, penniless…and now ruined.

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It was odd, but she felt inordinately unconcerned about it all.

At some time, Dare must have carried her back to her room, for which she was grateful.

She sat up a little and propped herself against the plump pillows on her bed before acknowledging the knock on the door. “Come in.”

Patsy poked her head in the door and said timidly, “Are you finally awake, miss? It’s almost noon. Shall I fetch breakfast for you?”

Susanna stifled a wince at the slight soreness between her legs. “Hot water so I can wash and dress first, please.”

“Yes, my lady.”

Her nightdress was draped across the foot of the bed and Susanna hurried to put it on once the door closed again, wondering if it was futile to try to conceal where she’d spent the night. It was instinctive to pretend that she hadn’t behaved with such reckless indecency, but there was probably no point. Servants made their employers lives their business—it was part of their job in many ways—and though it had been a nice gesture to return her to her bed, Susanna couldn’t help but doubt with a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach, if it would fool anyone.

Patsy’s bright, curious glances as she helped her bathe and dress confirmed her suspicions, though the girl did seem much reassured having spent the night in the castle in safety.

“’tis frightening from the outside,” she said as she carefully eased the fabric of a lovely light blue day dress up over Susanna’s healing shoulder. “I thought I’d die having to stay here. But my room is ever so nice, my lady. And the housekeeper, though she looks a pure fright, gave me the most wonderful breakfast.”

“I’m glad you are comfortable.”

“Oh yes, my lady. It isn’t nearly as horrible as I thought.”

Stifling a laugh, Susanna sat absently at the dressing table and let the girl chatter as she brushed her hair and deftly wound it into a simple knot at her nape.

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