All Chapters of TEMPT ME, MASTER : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The air inside the cabin felt thick and warm after the freezing cold of the hot spring. Sienna was wrapped in a large, fuzzy robe that Julian had given her. Her skin was still pink from the hot water. Julian was in the small kitchen area. He had started a fire in the old iron stove. The smell of roasting meat and herbs filled the room."I’m starving," Sienna said. She sat down at the heavy wooden table in the center of the room. The table was made of thick, dark oak. It looked like it had been in the cabin for a hundred years.Julian looked over his shoulder. He was wearing only a pair of loose grey sweatpants. His chest was bare, and his muscles moved under his skin like rolling hills. "A mountain man needs to eat. And after what we did in the water, I need my strength back."He brought a large wooden board to the table. On it was thick bread, smoked meat, and red wine. He sat down across from her. They ate in silence for a few minutes, but the air between them was not quiet. Every t

The house was very quiet. Outside, a soft rain was falling, tapping against the windows of Liam’s large, dark study. Inside, the only light came from the fireplace and a single lamp on the desk. The room smelled like old books, leather, and the spicy cologne that Liam always wore.Liam was a huge man. He was a retired soldier with broad shoulders and thick muscles that looked like they were made of stone. He had scars on his arms from his time in the army, and his face was always stern. For years, he had been the man who protected Sarah’s family. He was like a silent guardian.Sarah was nineteen now. She was small and delicate. She had spent her whole life watching Liam from a distance. To her, he was the most powerful man in the world. She loved the way his voice rumbled in his chest. She loved the way he looked in his tight black t-shirts. But most of all, she had a secret. She was a virgin, and she didn't want anyone to touch her except him.She stood in the doorway of the study, h

The room was very dark. The fire in the study downstairs had probably gone out by now. The only sound was the soft rain still tapping on the glass. Sarah was lying in the middle of Liam’s huge bed. She felt heavy and warm. Between her legs, she felt a dull, pulsing ache. It was a reminder of what had happened just an hour ago. She was no longer a girl. She was a woman, and she carried the weight of Liam’s seed inside her.Liam was lying next to her. He wasn't sleeping. He was propped up on one elbow, watching her. His large hand was resting on her stomach. His thumb moved back and forth over her soft skin."Does it still hurt?" Liam asked. His voice was low and gentle, but it still had that rough edge that made Sarah’s heart skip a beat.Sarah turned her head to look at him. "A little bit. It feels... tight. And warm. But the sharp pain is gone."Liam moved his hand down. He touched the inside of her thigh. Sarah shivered. "The first time is like breaking a new path in the woods, Sara

The sun began to rise over the trees, sending long, golden fingers of light into the bedroom. The storm of the night was over, and the rain had stopped. The room was warm and quiet. Sarah woke up slowly. Her body felt heavy, and every muscle had a dull, sweet ache. When she tried to move, she felt the friction of the silk sheets against her sensitive skin. She felt different. She felt older. She felt like she finally belonged somewhere.She turned her head and saw Liam. He was already awake. He was sitting up in bed, his back against the headboard. He was drinking a cup of black coffee, but his eyes were not on the window. They were on her. He looked at her with a look of total possession. He didn't look like a protector anymore. He looked like a king watching over his prize."Good morning, Sarah," he said. His voice was deep and smooth, like the dark coffee he was drinking.Sarah pulled the covers up to her chin. She felt a little bit shy in the bright morning light. "Good morning, L

The next morning, the village of Oakhaven woke up to a bright, golden sun. The birds were singing, and the sound of bells rang through the air to call the farmers to the fields. But Lyra did not want to go outside. She did not want to see the village boys with their dusty clothes and their simple talk. She did not want to see the girls talking about ribbons and pies.Lyra felt like she had a secret. She felt like she was already married to a ghost. Her body still felt warm from the dream she had of Kaelen. When she walked, she felt a slight tingle between her legs. It was a reminder of how she had touched herself while whispering his name.She spent her day doing her chores quickly. She cleaned the floors, washed the dishes, and swept the porch. But her mind was miles away. She was thinking about Kaelen’s hands. She was thinking about the way his black armor would feel cold against her warm skin. She was thinking about how big he must be."Lyra! Are you coming to the well?" her neighb