The Duke's Christmas Rejection by Vivian Murdoch

Author:Vivian Murdoch [Murdoch, Vivian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vivian Murdoch

Chapter 7

Cynthia

A thick, honeyed scent fills the room as I lurk in the shadows, watching the maid upon the desk. She cannot see me where I’m at, but I have the perfect vantage point to watch everything she’s doing. Truthfully, I’m grateful for the distraction. One can only cry so much before it gives them a headache.

Instead of sniffling in self-loathing, I watch, dumbstruck, as she sits down on top of the desk and leans back, spreading her thighs wide. Nothing resides under her skirt in the way of drawers, so I am able to see every inch of her. Thick hair surrounds her sex, far darker than mine—not that I spend much time studying my own anatomy.

That part, however, isn’t what intrigues me so. She dips her fingers down, sliding them over her glistening slit before parting the folds at the juncture of her thighs, showing me a part of a woman I have never seen before. Is that what mine looks like?

My cheeks burn as the desire to touch myself in that very same fashion fills my body, tightening my nipples. I can hardly breathe as she grazes the top of her opening with her fingers. Her moans pour out, twisting my insides in an odd fashion.

Soon, her body bucks in the air, her hips undulating up and down as her pained cries reach a higher frenzy. I cannot understand what’s happening, and I long to go to her, to make sure she’s uninjured or daft in the head, but the moment I shift, the library doors slam open, freezing me to the spot.

Even without seeing the massive man that enters, I know him by scent—that alluring mix of leather and smoke. Norhaven strides forward, his eyes locked onto the maid. Relief floods my veins until my fingers begin to throb and my vision hazes. He will know what to do. I’m sure of it.

“Don’t tell me you’re so close to your pinnacle already,” he growls, the sound zipping down to where the maid continues to stroke. “I told you to prepare yourself, not get all the way there.”

“But Your Grace,” she gasps. “I know how you like to tease. I merely wanted to complete one round on my own to make it easier when you join in.”

He steps forward and grips her chin in his grasp, forcing her lips to part. My heart flutters at the rough way he handles her, but for some reason, I’m unable to find it in me to be disgusted by his actions. Instead, I’m intrigued, curious, and more than a little flustered. Jealousy beats at my chest as he handles her, touching her in ways that I would love to indulge in.

My body tingles all over as he shoves his thick fingers in her mouth, forcing them deep enough that I can hear her gag. I should be repulsed. I should be scandalized, but for once, I may find out what it is that happens between men and women in secret.

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