Marie is a secondary
character in the story First Bite, First Glance. She demanded her
own happily ever after and I had to write it. But if you would like
to read the story of how Lina, Benedict and Antony fell in love, it
can be found in Edible Delights Vol. 3.
London 1813
Marie lifted her hand and
knocked on the door to Lina’s private room. The men had started to
arrive and the women needed Lina there to make sure everyone
followed the rules. She tried the handle and realized it wasn’t
locked, so she took a deep breath and opened the door reluctantly,
whispering down the dark stairway.
“ Lina, I’m
sorry to interrupt but we need you in the front room.”
There was a time when
that sentence would have brought Lina up the stairs faster than you
could take a breath, but since Lina had found her mates, things had
changed.
Marie strained her ears
and heard sounds of love-making coming from the room forty seven
steps down.
Despite her occupation,
hearing Lina’s honest moans of pleasure and her mates enjoying each
other was enough to flush her cheeks.
She could handle the new
clients, Marie thought as she closed the door and straightened her
dress.
Marie moved into the main
sitting room and smiled at the six gentlemen standing in the centre
of it.
“ Good
evening, Sirs. Please speak to which ever lady you fancy and she
will take you to her room. If you have any questions, please feel
free to come and speak to me.”
Four of the men moved
immediately to one woman, who smiled and left with them.
Marie smiled and circled
the room. A high-pitched cry sounded from a room down the hall and
she jerked her head towards Mason, their guard. He nodded and set
off at a run.
Marie sighed and went to
stand at head of the room. An occupational hazard unfortunately.
Some men were rough, more than rough. Some women could handle a
little bit more than others. The reason they’d had three new girls
start with them in the past month.
“ Well, if it
isn’t the Mistress’ favourite little lady.” The nasty voice and
threatening tone could only belong to one man. Lord
Sommerton.
Marie clenched her fists
at her sides, remembering far too well the last time this man had
been in the brothel. He’d found her alone in her room and tried to
force himself on her. Only Lina’s speed and strength had saved
her.
“ I believe
Lina asked you not to return.”
He leered at her, his
eyes on her covered body making her shudder with
disgust.
“ She did, but
Lina isn’t here, is she?”
Marie trembled with fear
but bit down on her lip to stop any whimpering sounds from
escaping. The older, clearly intoxicated man stepped closer and
grabbed at her arm.
He squeezed tightly and
she gasped as he hauled her against his body.
“ Lina is
here! So you... have to go.” Pain seared her flesh as Marie
struggled against his arms. He held her harder.
Her heart thumped
erratically, her instincts screaming at her to run, but she
couldn’t.
“ You’re
mine.” The man bent forward to lick her face.
Marie cried out, her fear
of finally being taken against her will making her legs shake so
she dropped harder against her captor. He moaned and pressed his
hardened cock against her. The already dim light within the parlour
faded as Marie swooned with fear.
“ Release the
girl. Now.”
Her abuser relaxed his
grip on her arms and turned towards the voice. Marie looked up at
her saviour, a man with long flowing white hair and calm blue eyes.
Lord Sommerton released her so quickly she fell forward.
The new man, now in
control of the situation, placed an arm around her and tucked her
in beside him.
He stiffened as she
touched his side. She looked up to see long, white fangs extending
down across his bottom lip.
A vampire.
Like Lina and Antony, of
course! She needed to protect him from discovery.
She stepped a little away
from him, but his hand stayed on her waist. The pressure of his
touch gave her the confidence to do what needed to
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