Total pages in book: 207
Estimated words: 196971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 985(@200wpm)___ 788(@250wpm)___ 657(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 196971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 985(@200wpm)___ 788(@250wpm)___ 657(@300wpm)
"Would you tell me when you wish for us to copulate?"
Chapter Eight
"Absolutely," the marquis didn't even hesitate to say.
Rhapsody sighed with relief. "Pray tell what it is, milord," she appealed.
"It will take time though," he warned.
"All the more reason for me to work on it right away," she decided.
"Based on what I know from, er, other similar cases...the best method in eliminating such distractions is to target the source."
"Do you mean not to copulate?"
Hell no, the marquis almost said out loud. Clearing his throat, he said levelly, "It is the opposite actually, milady. You must increase the frequency of your participation in such activities until you become completely accustomed, and your mind no longer perceives it as a novelty."
And this was the truth, he reasoned to himself, and heartkeeping wouldn't have let him utter the words if it wasn't. In his younger years, he would sometimes find himself intrigued by a woman, but time always found a way in making his interest in her fade gradually into nothing.
"I see." Rhapsody's lips pursed. "This method is similar to how children are with shiny new toys, I think?"
"I suppose."
"To withhold a new toy from a child will only make him or her want to play with it even more..." His pet was now thinking out loud. "But if they were allowed to play with those toys whenever and for as long as they wish, their interest in it would eventually wane..."
"That is correct."
"How wonderfully ingenious, Master!"
And for the first time since their meeting, his pet bestowed on him his first glimpse of her smile.
It was a captivating sight, but also one that was strangely bittersweet. It had his cock swelling in girth under his breeches even as his chest tightened with something akin to pain. But most of all, it reminded him of the things he had yet to tell her—-
"How shall I let you know when I wish to participate in such activities, milord?"
Mother of Hell.
All good intentions and sensible thoughts were thrown out of the window the moment he understood what she was asking.
"You do not have to say such a thing if you find it improper," he managed to say. "Perhaps a nonverbal cue would be better, such as if you were to bite your lip for at least three seconds, then—-" The marquis' lips curved. No need to say anything else, with his pet already biting her lip.
"That is enough, milady," he said softly, not wanting her to accidentally bruise herself. "The message has been effectively conveyed."
His pet gifted him with another enticing glimpse of her smile. "What next then, milord?"
"Share with me what you have been thinking," he cajoled, "and mayhaps we can start there."
Rhapsody hesitated. To do so felt quite embarrassing, but if it was what her Master willed...
"There is this new course in school," she told the marquis.
And he knew exactly what this was, of course, since it was what he had signed up to teach.
"I have yet to attend it, but I already have a slot reserved."
"Go on."
"I have been hearing things about this course, and there was this day I was walking down the hallway where the class was being taught. It was then I saw one of the students on her knees, and she was..."
"Pleasuring a man with her mouth?"
"Yes," Rhapsody whispered.
His cock jerked, and already he could feel pre-cum coating the head of his erection.
"You have been thinking of this?"
"Yes."
"And it is something you wish to do?"
A moment's hesitation, and then, "Only if you wish for it, too, Master."
Before the marquis could answer, they both felt the horses slowing down as the carriage came into a stop. A moment later, the coachman opened the door—-
Mihail simply looked at the other man.
"Right, milord," the coachman said without hesitation and promptly shut the door closed.
Soon enough, the carriage was moving its again, horse hooves galloping off, and Rhapsody turned to the marquis in surprise. "How on earth..."
"He is a man, milady." Also, the carriage smelled strongly of arousal, but such lessons were best left for another day. Right now, what he was most interested in his pet's carnal thoughts...and making them come true.
Green eyes that glittered with lust narrowed at Rhapsody, and the scorching feel of it on her skin had her swallowing.
The marquis crooked a finger.
And she found herself slowly dropping to her knees as the skirts of her gown billowed around her and over the carriage's carpeted floor.
"Do you think you can take my cock out?" Mihail asked thickly.
She nodded and reached slowly to unbutton his breeches. Once in a while her fingers would brush over the rigid bulge of her Master's erection, and she would feel her own inner muscles contracting as his cock twitched and throbbed in response. Since the marquis wore modern drawers under his breeches, it was easy enough to pull the gartered fabric to the side and gently wrap her fingers around his manhood.