Sorcerous Heat (Harem of Sorcery Book 1) by Lana Ames

Author:Lana Ames [Ames, Lana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bard Owl Press
Published: 2018-02-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

After dinner came dessert, of course, and cordials and digestives to go along with it; and after dessert Lady Periwinkle excused herself. “My apologies, but I am unaccountably weary. May I borrow Justin?”

“What?” From me? Did she think I owned him? “Of…of course,” I stammered.

Justin leaned over, gave me a delicious kiss under my ear, and then got to his feet. “My lady,” he said to our hostess.

She took his arm, and together they left the room.

Max and Aiden looked up from the conversation they’d been having across the table. “You don’t have to stay here on our accounts, you know,” Aiden said, giving Finley and me a wicked grin. “I imagine you have unfinished business upstairs.” He turned to face Finley more directly. “Just don’t wear her out.”

Finley gave a half-bow, grinning back at Aiden. “Don’t worry. I believe she only gains energy from this…business.”

I blushed. “That’s not true. I slept all afternoon.”

Aiden feigned a shocked look. “Slept? Good god! Get out of here, you two! I don’t want this fellow—” he nudged Finley “—saying he didn’t get his fair share before you’re passed along to Max…and then to me.” He grinned directly at me. “Saving the best for last, of course.”

I wanted to take offense at this…heck, this morning I had taken offense at quite a bit less than this…but it seemed that I had covered rather a lot of ground between then and now. Somewhere, I’d decided that this was all okay. That I would do this.

I would sleep with Finley again tonight, and with Max tomorrow. I wanted to; I was eager to.

And beyond that: it was the only way to get to Aiden.

Not that I was not excited to get to Max. I looked over at him as he watched the whole exchange with a small smile. He was definitely the quiet one of the bunch, playing his cards close to his vest…I looked forward to getting to know him better.

Finley rose from his chair and came around the table to offer his arm. I rose and took it.

“Good night,” I said to the two remaining men.

“Pleasant dreams,” said Max.

Aiden just kept smiling at me.

I shivered, savoring the weirdly delightful sensation of being surrounded by men who wanted me…who were mine…and who were not in competition about it.

I couldn’t imagine ever getting used to such a thing.

Finley led me back to his room. It had been cleaned and straightened while we were at dinner; fresh sheets were on the bed, fresh towels in the bathroom. “I could get used to this,” I said, stretching out on the bed.

“I hope you do,” he said, sitting beside me and starting to unzip my dress.

The phone by the bed rang. I looked at it, startled; I hadn’t even noticed that there was a land line in here. What a funny, old-fashioned place this mansion was. Of course, if Lady Periwinkle was as old as they said, even this telephone must be startling new technology to her.

“I am sorry, but if that has rung through, it must be urgent.

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