Angel’s Seduction- Part Thirteen

Angel’s Seduction copyright (c) 2006 T.A. Chase

Part Thirteen-

“Why do you say that?” He stares at me without a hint of pity in his gaze.

Shrugging, I look down at my hand, lying in my lap. I run my fingers over my wrists. “There’s nothing in me. I don’t know anything. I’m not smart. I’m empty.”

“Why does your father hate you?” Greyson wants to understand. I know that’s why he’s asking these questions.

“I don’t know. At first, I thought I made him angry about something, but he continued to beat me. I tried to get him to forgive me. I’d apologize or even beg for his forgiveness. There was nothing.” My voice trails off. I’m unsure how to explain my feelings and thoughts.

“He’s never told you why he’s furious with you?” He sits on the bed next to me and takes one of my hands in his.

My pulse leaps when his rough thumb rubs over my scar. “I’m flawed.” My whispered words stops his caress for a moment.

“In what way?”

Shutting my eyes, I close myself off from his penetrating gaze. “I’m depraved. Demon spawn. I lust after unnatural passions.”

His other hand cups my chin and lifts so that our mouths almost touch. His breath mingles with mine. “What sort of unnatural passions?”

I open my eyes and meet his burning eyes. “I was sixteen before I understood what he meant. I was watching one of the footmen polish some of the family silver. His hands rubbed over and around the object and I found myself getting stiff.”

My cheeks flush. I can’t believe I’m telling him this and yet his touch tells me everything is fine.

“Your cock got hard,” he murmurs against my cheek.

I nod. “I wanted him to touch me like he was touching the silver.” Shuddering, I remember how much I ached. “My father found me standing and watching. He realized what was happening to me. He started screaming about perversions and how shameful I was. It was then I understood he meant my need for a man to touch me.”

“How did he know it wasn’t just you being a young man? A stiff breeze could make me randy when I was that age.” Greyson’s lips nibble along my chin.
“He’d bought me a whore a month before and I couldn’t do anything with her. The touch of her hand made me feel dirty. I wanted to run and hide when she put her mouth on me.”

I don’t say anything about the punishment I received after that episode. Greyson’s lips meet mine in a gentle kiss. He sips from my mouth as if he’s drinking the finest French wine. My hand tightens on his.

He pulls back enough to whisper, “You may touch me.”

I shake my head. “I don’t know where to touch you or how to please you.”

“Touch me wherever you wish to or don’t touch me at all. I’ll not force you into doing something you’re not comfortable with.” Greyson is sincere. I can tell by the tenderness in his eyes.

I’ve found the courage to let him kiss me. Now I must find more deep inside me because everything is calling for me to touch him. Taking a deep breath, I slide my hand into the curls at the base of his neck. My other hand trembles but makes its way around his waist.

He murmurs encouragement against my lips. My fingers find their way under the duke’s linen shirt and for the second time in my life, I touch the warm skin of a man. I stroke the small of his back and he shivers.

It might be silly to admit but a thrill of pride races through me. I can make this god tremble. It doesn’t matter that my family hates me. For some strange reason this man wants me.

I’m not sure how long we lay kissing and touching. My mind is overwhelmed with sensations and thoughts. My body aches like it did when I was sixteen. Greyson pulls away from me to lie beside me. He throws one arm over my waist. His golden cheeks are flushed and his breathing ragged. I place my fingers on my swollen lips.

I can’t believe how alive I feel. I’ve never felt the rush of passion or lust before. I whimper.

“What’s wrong, love?” He takes my hand and lifts my fingers to his mouth. His slick tongue flicks out and swirls around them.

“I ache.”

“Where?” He nibbles at the base of my thumb.

Embarrassment makes me squirm slightly. The gleam in his eyes tells me he knows what he’s doing to me. I open my mouth to tell him when a discrete knock sounds on the door.

“Your grace, the Earl is here to see the young lord.” A bland voice calls from the hallway.

Greyson sighs and winks. “I’ll come down and greet him. Can you send Johnson in here,” he calls to the servant.

He climbs from the bed and tugs at the front of his pants. My eyes widen at the bulge his hand touches and a faint smile graces his lips.

“It’s your need for me that makes your shaft throb. Soon you might be willing to let me ease it for you.” He heads for the door, but he looks back at me before he leaves the room. “Never hide your true self from me, Angel. With me, you are always safe.”

14 Responses “Angel’s Seduction- Part Thirteen”

  1. T.A.Chase says:

    Cathy, thank you. I think Greyson understands how Angel feels because he probably went through the same doubts and believing something was wrong with him. But I doubt Greyson’s father abused him like Angel’s does to him. 🙂 Not sure yet. Greyson’s past might be revealed later.

  2. Anonymous says:

    love how Greyson is helping Angel to uncover and lance all the poisons and show understanding- sigh

  3. T.A.Chase says:

    Hey there Ana. Glad you’re enjoying Angel’s story. We’re just starting to get into the really interesting part of the story. 🙂

  4. Anonymous says:

    love it love it love it…

    can’t wait for thursday

    Ana M.

  5. T.A.Chase says:

    Emma…thanks. I like keeping people wanting to read more. Hey remember to come back on Thursday. I’m posting AS twice a week now.

  6. Emma Sinclair says:

    Oh my….

    I got so excited when I realized it was Tuesday that I had trouble finding the right blog in my bookmark folder – my hands were shaking and I kept picking the wrong one, lol!

    You do anticipation well, T.A!!

  7. T.A.Chase says:

    Bridget, you’re right. I didn’t even think of Guess beds and bods are the theme for this week. lol Going have to dig out some more pics.

    Yep. Angel has found the right person to love him, I think. Greyson will be kind to him.

  8. T.A.Chase says:

    Ah..that’s my goal, Jenna. To make you fall in love with both my guys. If I can get you to love Greyson with just what he says and how he treats Angel, but without ever seeing the story from his pov then I’ve done my job. 🙂

    Sorry. Gotta another day or so.

  9. Bridget Laine says:

    YAY! Angel finally has someone to understand him.

    And I sense a theme this week in photos… I like it!!

  10. Jenna Howard says:

    *sigh* I’ve been in love with Angel from the start. No apologies but this “Never hide your true self from me, Angel. With me, you are always safe.” made me fall in love with Greyson.

    Is it Thursday yet? *sigh*

  11. T.A.Chase says:

    Thanks Sherrill. I thought the picture was fitting since Angel’s still in bed. lol

  12. Sherrill Quinn says:

    This is soooo good, T.A. (sigh) And yummy, yummy pic. 🙂

  13. T.A.Chase says:

    😉 have to give you a reason to keep coming back, SW. Yep..Greyson knows what his heart wants. Angel just doesn’t recognize it yet. (Since he’s never known love before)

    I’m heading on to Part Eighteen where it gets hotter (I hope)

  14. S. W. Vaughn says:

    Oooooh, he called him ‘love.’ *sigh* So beautiful. I adore this story. And that’s a helluva place to leave me hanging…

    Good thing I only have to wait ’til Thursday to find out what happens! 🙂

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