Boy, had I had enough.
I nodded.
“Do you have any questions?” he offered and I shook my head.
This was a lie. I still had a million questions none of which I wanted answers to at that moment. The top of the list was the existence of Katrina. Who she was. Where she was. What she thought about me. How long they’d been together and why Lucien was in my bed at night, his clothes in my dressing room, his body lying with me at this very moment on the couch he provided for me.
Though I knew I definitely didn’t want the answer to any of that.
As I was sorting through this new mess in my brain, his head lifted and his face disappeared in my neck. “All right, sweetheart. Lesson over.”
I shivered mainly because his deep voice sounded against the sensitive skin of my neck and that felt nice. Also because, after he stopped speaking, his tongue tasted me there and that felt nicer. Finally because he called me “sweetheart” and I liked it when he did that.
In an effort at self-preservation, to end my body’s betraying response and in an attempt to take some control of the situation, I asked, “Can I get dressed?”
“No.”
I blinked.
“No?” I queried and my voice sounded breathy.
His mouth traveled up my neck, over my jaw to meet my lips.
“No. I’ve decided you’ll be na**d most of today.”
What? My mind screamed.
“What?” my mouth whispered.
I felt his smile against my lips. “You’ll be naked. Obviously you’ve learned your lesson and decided to mind me. That deserves a reward.” His voice dipped lower when he informed me, “And I’m going to spend all day giving you that reward.”
Oh my God.
Now what had I done?
The game I’d instigated had taken a nasty turn. And this was because he played it far better than me.
Damn the vampire!
“Lucien…” I started but his hand hit my bare thigh, roving upwards under my robe to cup my bottom.
He interrupted my concentration on the movement of his hand by demanding, “Kiss me, pet.”
“Kiss you?” I whispered.
“I want your tongue in my mouth.”
Oh my God.
“Lucien –” I started again but he cut me off.
“You intend to disobey me?” His tone sounded like a gentle threat or possibly a challenge.
What did I do now?
My choices were to be Obedient Leah and kiss him or be Real Leah and likely get punishment.
I was screwed!