Kiss of Steel by Bec McMaster

Author:Bec McMaster
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Sourcebooks, Inc.
Published: 2012-06-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

The key to the manacles was in Honoria’s pocket, burning a hole through her skirts. “I thought you wished to wait.”

“Circumstances bein’ what they are,” Blade replied. “I can’t afford to.”

“I could fetch Esme.”

“Already fed from ’er this week. And Will. The only thrall within a ’alf hour is Mrs. Faggety, and I need more than she can afford to give.” He pressed his finger between her breasts. “You’re the only one as I can safely take, and there’s a certain sense o’ justice.”

She swallowed, looking down at the firm finger pressed against her breastbone. She barely dared to breathe. But he was right. If he appeared before the Echelon—even Leo—looking like this, they’d be circling like sharks. And it had been her fault.

She let out a shuddering breath. “I’ll do it.”

It was only what she had agreed to anyway. Why not get it over and done with now rather than drag out the inevitable?

“Oh, I know, Honor. I weren’t askin’.” A hint of anger still stirred in his green eyes. “Come ’ere.”

He gestured toward the bed.

“I don’t think so,” she said. The bed was entirely too intimate. And she was nervous enough as it was. “Why not the chair?”

“Honor.” There was no disagreeing with that voice. “The bed. Lie down.”

Her limbs were jerky as she crossed the room and sat down on the edge. Blade held out his hands in front of her with an imperious look.

“You want me to find the key?” he asked when she hesitated.

“No. That’s quite all right.” She dug it out. Her fingers were shaking. Damn him. It took her what seemed like ages to fit the key in the manacles and turn it. Blade could have taken over at any stage, but he merely held his hands still, as if forcing her to obey him was part of her punishment.

“Lie back.” His voice was silky smooth.

She obeyed. He knelt on the edge of the bed, his weight dipping the mattress. Her hip rolled into his, and she caught at the sheets to prevent herself from tumbling into him.

Then his other knee came down, straddling her lower legs. Honoria wriggled backward, her back hitting the headboard. Breathe, she reminded herself. Just breathe.

But she couldn’t stop her gaze from shooting to his mouth. That wicked, slightly lopsided mouth with its thin lips that often quirked in humor. A mouth that would soon be on her body, lapping at her blood.

Good God. She wasn’t ready for this. Perhaps she never would be. I made a deal, she reminded herself.

Blade tossed the manacles beside her. There was no expression on his face, just a glint in his eye that she wasn’t quite certain how to decipher. “Put ’em on.”

“I’m sure that’s not necessary. I’ll lie still.”

“Honor. Shut up.” He reached over and dragged a small table closer then flung the leather roll of fléchettes open upon it. “I can’t afford to ’ave you move. It excites me.” His eyes met hers. “That’s not a good idea right now.

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