Page 46 of Petals for Vicious Secrets

“Since my sister lives with her own wiping-ass assistant from the North, okay? She brought her here, so I thought I could bring you, too. If you wanted,” Lenna’s lips tightened. “But if it is too much inconvenience for lord Chloid, then I’m sure we can request to have separate chambers.”

Except she would have to ask the Organ Mandor, or more realistically Jake, for that. She wasn’t entirely sure it was a good idea. Even though Jake definitely knew about the pleasure-giving belongings she had in her chambers. He had even kindly offered his help with them, for Cardinals’ sake. Lenna threw a grim look at the walls, because he definitely wouldn’t have known that, were it not for the House being his accomplice.

It was tempting, though. So, so tempting, to see how much and how fast could he know, about what happened or didn’t happen in her chambers. It would serve Jake well, to realize that he should leave Lenna’s privacy alone.

“Come see this,” Lenna took Theon’s forearm, unavoidably biting her lip as she acknowledged the muscles there and the strength behind them. She led him to the deliseen. “Ask this room for whatever training supplies you need. Whatever you want.”

Theon made some lengthy and specific requests and made some impressed sounds as the deliseen obliged. Again and again. By the time he decided it was enough, the room had the most varied arrangement of weapons Lenna had ever seen, an awful lot of machines and devices she did not know how to use and some looked pretty intimidating, ceiling-to-floor windows that showed the starry night outside, and some intense music beating on the background.

“All this worry about training,” Theon said, sizing Lenna up, looking at her bare arms, “But you haven't trained at all, have you?”

Theon laughed as Lenna’s nostrils flared. He said, grinning, “I'm going to beat the shit out of you.”

“I’m sure you will, and hopefully in more senses than you think,” Lenna said calmly as she winked. Theon’s eyebrow lifted and his lips curled upward.

“Is that what the roomies situation is truly about?” Theon’s voice was also calm. Very calm, as he added, “Do they not have anyone worth it in this big city, that you had to bring a true lord from the North?”

“For all I know, the not-true lord from the North might not be worth it either,” she smiled.

He took a step closer, his dark eyes pinning her down as he grabbed a bunch of her red hair firmly in her fist. “So you like it rough, then?” He let go of her hair and moved a slow, slow finger from her neck to the mark between her breasts as he whispered in her ear, “Or are you more of a softie?”

Lenna felt her nipples tighten underneath her bright-red laced bra. She put a hand on Theon’s pants, feeling his vast length stretching against the leather. She pushed her hips against it as she licked his neck. Inevitably remembering a lick on her neck that had her core tightening earlier that day. “I need it rough,” she gasped. She needed it silver-fucking-eyed too, she realized.

Theon lifted her chin just enough to meet her stare as he opened the button of her pants and slid his hand down until he found her clit, circling it incessantly as he pushed a breath-holding Lenna against the main door of the chambers. Theon licked the soft spot behind her ear, as the movements against her core became more intense. “Fuck, you are wet,” he purred.

Lenna closed her eyes, feeling the wooden door against her shoulder blades, her lower body trembling a bit as she tried to stay standing while he moved his hand and tongue without stopping. “Fucking wet for you, Jake,” she breathed.

“Are we role playing here?” Theon’s voice was grave as he bit her neck, two fingers now finding their way through her inner walls. Lenna moaned against his brown hair. And before she could register what he said, what she had said, the loud bangs on the door at her back slapped her to reality.

“Open the door,” a grave voice demanded from the other side.

Theon’s eyes were wide but glittered as he removed his hand from her red laced underwear.

Three more bangs, followed by another barked order, “Open the fucking door now.”

So Lenna did.

“Bossy as always,” Lenna smiled, enjoying the view of Jake’s angular jaw tightening as he eyed them up. Those silver eyes looking at her golden ones, at the open buttons of her shirt showing her red laced bra, the button of her pants undone. At the very attractive Theon and his very exposed and muscled upper body. At his wet hand.

As if noticing what Jake was looking at, Theon put his still-wet fingers in his mouth and sucked them slowly, his lips curling upwards.

“Who the fuck is this?” Jake spat, eyes back on Lenna’s even though he was doing an obvious effort at not looking at her generous breasts, at her nipples peaking through the lace.

She had fucking known he would be notified about anything interesting happening in her rooms. She had fucking known that he would invade her privacy again, either with perversion in mind or whatever else. What she hadn’t known was that he would be so agitated at the fact that she was going to fuck another man. Another very sexy man. So she wet her lips before she grinned.

“Jake Coralt, please meet my personal trainer, Theon Chloid. I was just welcoming him to your House.”

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Hope

The rumbling of Nina's empty stomach made her blush as she said, “Shush.” Hope smiled.

Hunger was not entirely new to her. She could remember the raw pain in her abdomen from when she was a child and Aurora hadn't been able to bother moving and finding some food for them. She remembered the empty stare in her mother's unfocused gaze. As if she had completely given up on life. On them.

Hope had cried to sleep many times those years ago, feeling completely abandoned and alone in the universe. It still hurt to remember how she pulled on her mother's clothes as she begged for help. Only for Aurora to look at her daughter with a completely blank face, as if she was so far away from reality that she couldn't even hear her desperate pleas.

It hadn't been until she found some nuts at the windowsill of the treehouse and almost choked, devouring them within seconds, that she had decided to venture into the woods and find anything that would ease the pain in her guts.

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