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Everything about him was darker. His hair, mussed back like he’d run a hand through it. His eyes didn’t sparkle, but they held a certain gleam that made my mouth go dry.
“Fairy.” I shuddered at the hushed, stern voice.
His hands smoothed down my dress before they rushed to duck under my skirt.
Some unintelligible noise caught in the back of my throat.
“Now, now,” he tsked. “You’ll want to be quiet for this, fairy. You don’t want our new houseguest to hear you. We both know she’s a nosy little thing, but then maybe you would like that. Being caught.”
I clamped down on my lips, stifling any sound. I craned my neck, checking to make sure she’d gone down to the east stairwell.
“Baz.” My fingers snagged into his shirt, he’d pulled me so tight.
“Quiet,” he ordered, the demand rough. His fingers kneaded into my bare ass. “Such a good fairy,” he praised. “You haven’t worn your panties once since I told you to take them off?”
I shook my head, my teeth biting into my lower lip.
His chest rumbled when he spoke next. “I can’t tell you how much that pleases me, fairy. You’ve been very good lately. Listening to me and taking care of Gretel. I think you deserve a reward, don’t you?”
I couldn’t stop a desperate whine rattling from my throat.
He laughed at my pain, his fingers still working into my skin. He might have tugged me toward him, but I was just as willing to get as close as possible. I didn’t feel a bit of shame as I rubbed against him. That only caused another little laugh, but he didn’t have any plans yet to satisfy my need.
He kissed me for the first time. There was nothing soft or sweet. His lips claimed mine, biting down on my lip. I gasped, my body jerking, and he took the opportunity to sweep his tongue into mine.
I didn’t know what I was doing. I hadn’t since the moment Baz showed up at Blackwell Manor. But it didn’t matter. Baz controlled everything, and I let him. I leaned in to him, a tiny flower growing toward the sun.
It was the complete opposite of what I’d ever done, but I found safety in Baz. It was as simple as that.
I could’ve gone on forever just kissing him, but he had more in mind. His mouth broke from mine, though, he kept coming back to it. Pressing his lips against mine as his hands roamed my backside. He hooked a hand under one leg and forced it around his waist. I lifted on my tip toes, straining to keep balance.
“I love watching you take care of people,” he said. “You’ve done marvelous helping Gretel.”
I shook my head, meaning to rebuff his compliments.
“Don’t argue back,” he teased, for a second, his usual merriness breaking through the darker version of Baz. “I’m trying to give you a reward, but I can just as easily be persuaded to turn it into a punishment.”
The threat shot an odd sensation down my spine. More of a thrill than anything.
He must’ve caught it. “Fairy,” he groaned, his forehead touching mine.
One leg still wrapped around his waist, I had no idea what he was doing. But his fingers roamed, finding a private area. He stroked the hair along my pubic bone, trailing lower. My hands curled tighter around him as he touched me where no one else ever had.
“No panties and thighs completely wet,” he said. I squirmed at the way he said it, like an accusation. “By the stars in whatworld is that okay, fairy? I’ll never be the same knowing what’s under your dress. I could flip your skirt up and find you this way every time, couldn’t I?”
His fingers skimmed against my wet folds. But then he found my clit, and I lost my breath when his thumb circled it.
“My own personal whore, ready for use whenever,” he said, building the pressure. A noise caught in my throat, and he threatened, “Better be quiet, fairy, or Gretel will find out too.”
Maybe I shook my head. I couldn’t think clearly, waves of something coiling in me.
“But don’t worry, I won’t let Gretel touch you,” Baz said, and I frowned. Why would Gretel be touching me? “But maybe she should know how much of a dirty girl you are. I think you would like that.”
“N-no.” The word came out strangled and muted.
He kept rubbing. “No? You don’t think she deserves to know how much of a whore you are? You’ve ordered her around all day, fairy, telling her what to do and how to do it. And I bet she had no idea you weren’t even wearing panties.”
Flames licked my skin. How wrong he was.
