Dear readers, please be warned that this chapter contains mature themes and some of the scenes might be too raunchy for some of you. If you are not into graphic sexual description, please just skip this chapter. I will provide a brief summary of this chapter in the next one. Under The Siren's SpellUsually, not even the most tempting aroma of freshly brewed coffee or baked cone could make it easier for Matthew to wake up in the morning, but the feel of the warm, soft female body atop him immediately awakened him. He stirred and peered at the beautiful face before him."Good morning." She rested her chin on his chest, pillowed on her folded hands. A sweet smile tugged at her lips. "I believe you slept well. You snore louder than a banshee.""Sorry. Did I keep you awake?" He grinned, running his hand along her spine. "You did. For an entirely different reason." Her eyes gleamed with a mischievous light."You kept me wanting all night."She started to move her naked body against him,
"I've never seen such beautiful dresses as these, Miss. You will look terrific in them. Why don't you try them on?" Mary's cheerful voice snapped Marguerite from her sad musings. She turned to see her maid picking a muslin dress in her favorite color and showed it to her with a wide expectant grin. Any woman would leap in joy, but Marguerite just shook her head. As her maid turned to put the dress back in place, Marguerite glanced listlessly at the colorful stack of thirty brand new dresses inside her closet. Today her order from Madame Le Veaux had just shipped and Mary had just done storing them in her closet, but even a wardrobe full of beautiful dresses could do little to dispel the gloom in her heart. Mary's brows furrowed with concern as she watched Marguerite, then she tried again,"How about I ask Cook to make your favorite strawberry cheese tart?" "I don't feel like eating."Her maid cast a pitiful look at her and left her alone. Wrapped in her shabby old shawl, she reclin
Matthew and Arabella spent the rest of the journey exploring each other's body in every conceivable way, discovering new things as they continued making love whenever they could. The last couple of days had been pure, erotic bliss. Matthew couldn't understand how it kept getting better and better. Every climax was more explosive than before. The more they made love, the more they craved each other's body. Their cravings for each other seemed to know no bounds. One day, they decided to delay their trip and spend the entire day making love on every surface of the rented room. They left the bed only to go to the restroom, they barely ate, too consumed by their other needs. Throughout their endless intercourses, Matthew found out that Arabella was a bold, adventurous lover that was willing to try anything at all. Much as it excited him, the fact that she seemed to be too experienced for a virgin intrigued and annoyed him. So, in the languid aftermath of their vigorous exertion, he mustere
Matthew's loathing eyes immediately roved over Jeremy's broad, muscled figure and his hands balled into fists at his sides. He remembered Arabella telling him that after the incident of the forced separation, she heard that Jeremy had already impregnated a serving wench, which meant that he'd been cheating on her all the time. Well, he couldn't blame the young, naive girls for falling prey to this cad. Jeremy definitely had his attractions. Even in rags, he was an arresting sight. A humble Adonis with hair the color of wheat, a pair of smoldering brown eyes, and a tall, muscular body. As if sensing Matthew's scathing gaze, Jeremy turned his gaze to Matthew, who had the chance to give him the death stare a moment before the innkeeper's voice startled them out of the charged silence. "Is everything alright?" "Yeah." Arabella averted her gaze, while Jeremy hurried to take their luggage, and precede them upstairs. As they followed Jeremy along the dim staircase in silence, Matthew stol
Jeremy spun around and froze when his eyes met hers in the dark. His surprised expression lasted for a second, then his brown eyes turned cold. "Is there anything I can help you with, my lady?" "I need to talk to you." She looked around, afraid to be seen. "Is there any place we can talk in private?" Eyes fixed on her face, Jeremy remained silent for a long moment. She thought he wouldn't answer her, but finally he said, "Follow me." He led her away from the open space into a secluded, shadowy path. Arabella looked around the darkened surroundings as they traveled further away from the main building. Nobody was likely to hear her scream from here, but she wasn't the slightest bit scared. She knew Jeremy more than anyone else in the world. He might be a cad, but he wouldn't seek to hurt her, that she knew for sure. She continued to follow him and before long, a shed came into view. Jeremy pushed the rickety door open and turned to face her, motioning her to precede him inside.
Hello readers, hope you like this chapter and please feel free to drop your thoughts on the comments below. Each and every opinion from you matters to me and I'll do my best to deliver a story that will satisfy you.Once inside the privacy of his room, Matthew strode to the table at the center of the room and braced his hands on the solid wood for support. The pain of Arabella's betrayal struck him like a blow to his head. No, worse. Much worse. It felt like a twist of dagger to his heart. Trying to calm down, he dragged a lungful of air, but every breath seemed to drive the knife further in. Matthew had heard his friends weeping over heartbreak, but he could have never understood the reality of how painful a broken heart could be until it happened to him. It hurt like hell. But he deserved all this. He'd lied and neglected another woman who truly loved him and cared for him. He was a fool to think that because Arabella had given him her virginity, that meant she reciprocated his fee
Dear readers, sorry for the long wait. I hope you'll like this chapter. Please keep dropping your opinions and comments. I can't reply to each one of you, but I read all the comments, every one of them. I'll try to deliver the next chapter faster. Thank you and enjoy!*****The last couple of hours had been pure hell.Matthew had spent every minute trying to convince himself it was a good thing he finally managed to get rid of that troublesome chit, but it could do nothing to dispel the gloom that engulfed him. The insides of the carriage only served to remind him of his torrid moments with her, and the long hours of enforced idleness and silence had nearly driven him off his head. He couldn't seem to stop reliving the moment he caught Arabella with Jeremy in the deserted shed. No words could possibly describe what he felt the moment he entered the shed and found her in Jeremy's arms, letting that wretch touch her intimately. She offered no resistance when Jeremy ran his filthy hands
Hello! Sorry for the very late update! I'm working on the next chapter already. Please drop your comment and let me know what you think!Marguerite's footsteps echoed along the corridor as she made a dash for Matthew's chamber. Just a moment ago, a servant rushed to her suite to deliver the news. Matthew had returned, and he'd collapsed the minute he appeared at the back door. She'd been worried sick when she heard that he fainted, but Mary had calmed her down, telling her that she needn't worry about Matthew's health and that he must be exhausted from the long journey. When Marguerite entered his bedchamber, he'd been laid down on the edge of the massive bed, while two footmen worked efficiently to remove his sodden clothes. She hurried over to the end of the bed and helped take off his boots. In hardly any time at all, Matthew had been divested of all his clothing. When Marguerite dried his body with a clean towel, her eyes accidentally fell on the forbidden zone at the juncture of