A Lady Of Rooksgrave Manor Quotes
"Oh, lord!" Mrs. Pickering cried out from inside, and the buzzing sound dulled a little as she began to steadily gasp.
"Mistress needs water," I called to Delilah, hurrying for the back door to the yard.
"How fast can you get hard?" I gasped out, turning and bending, my body throbbing at the memory of the gentle doctor's lopsided smile.
"I leaned in the shadows of the service hall and watched him and the other fine gentlemen and ladies who came to the house to shop and gossip about the family's misfortune."
"And though I couldn't say why, I thought the same might've been true of Dr. Underwood."
"I stood up straight at that, even as he bobbed forward again, full lips pursing."
"Are you in need of a mistress, sir?" I whispered.
"Work for a girl who can't keep her hands off herself in a hallway where anyone could see her."
"What makes the great buzzing sound?" I asked, staring up at him.
"Yes, sir," I said, watching a flash of eerie green flicker in his gaze.
"Ms. Reed, if you are at all uncomfortable—" Dr. Underwood started, taking a step back to give me room.
"There is more I want tonight," Dr. Underwood said, barely sounding like himself, all the sweetness gone and replaced with a dark grit that made me pant.
"Your cock," I said, realizing suddenly what I wanted so badly, even as I was flying to the edge.
"You'll have it soon," he promised, almost snarled.
"No doctor here, girl," the voice growled behind me. "He calls me Mr. Tanner. You can call me Sir too."
"Good girl," Mr. Tanner said. "Now shout if you like to."
"I wouldn’t call Mr. Tanner a monster," I said quickly. "He was very sweet."
"I think I’ll like it very much," I said. "I’m certainly better suited to it than service."
"You are only dreaming," he said. "I felt you calling to me all night, but I could not reach you until now."
"Would you like a little relief now?" Amon asked, stroking the words over the curve of my shoulder as he lowered his hips to press against mine.
"I swallowed, hoping very hard I was not blushing."
"Pretty young ladies who don’t want to talk to none in the village."
"There are vampires, you know, just like in the stories. But much more handsome and sweet, actually."
"And do you have a lady at the manor of your own?"
"For your first evening as a manor lady. I’ll see you soon."
"Eleanor was a proper lady, at least by birth, but she had a wicked imagination and her own illicit habits."
"They had something to say about who I slept with? There was a faint shift out of the corner of my eye, Booker, and I realized that as odd as it was to say, the cards might have been right."
"I don’t mind waiting," I said. It would give me time to further my suit with Booker. Or to enjoy my time with him.
""I stay with my lady," Booker said before I could even think to whine a protest."
""I’m an honest man with a dishonest profession, puisín," he crooned."
"You're not a ghost," I said, resisting the urge to suck on the digit still poised at my lips."
"Then it must be true," he said, fitting our bodies together from our cheeks to our hips. "I was meant to be here, puisín. With you."
"Trust me, no man is a gentleman when something as sweet as you is on offer."
"We monsters shower women with gifts and riches in exchange for our hours with you. But you don't want to be bought with gifts, little star. You want to be fucked. Thoroughly and well. Until you can no longer bring yourself to beg for more. Yes?"
"Everything can be explained in an orderly manner," I said to Amon.
"You'll have to rest until then," Underwood said.
"I've been looking forward to it. I want to go," I said, immediately.
"Mr. MacKenna, if you would be willing to use your current advantage to keep an eye on the manor, I would certainly be willing to see about altering the magic placed on you to allow your invisibility to be more…voluntary," Magdalena said.
"I know you would never want to put me in harm's way," I said.
"You should eat something if you're up to it. Let me cook for us?" Auguste asked.
"No, my star," he whispered, his own eyes searching my face with equal interest.
"You were correct. I would find it difficult to be fair with your time. I am finding it difficult."
"Lover," he said, in a rather unconvincing tone.
"Is it so bad if I am willing to share in the end?"
"Ohh, we are going to have work on you," I said with a huff, but I laughed.
"When you return from London, I will claim my time with you," Amon said, growling just a little.
"Goodnight, my star. Keep her safe," he added darkly to the others.
"If no one else had the sense to claim these men, then I would be the lucky fool who held on tight and never let go."
"We're mysterious creatures, love. We can't help but appreciate a secret panel."
"You enjoy being a little frightened, don't you?"
"Oh, we'll care for your interests, little one."
"Just hold still when he bites so it doesn't tear."
"I'll be good," I said, smiling as Jonathon rumbled, leaning in to kiss my brow.
"How do I get him hard?" I whispered, even though Auguste was obviously far from overhearing us.
"How do you usually?" Jonathon asked with humor.
"You have a very intoxicating expression when you're seeing to your own pleasure," Jonathon said softly.
"Does he feel good?" Jonathon asked, words low and quiet, barely audible beneath the slick sounds of my riding.
"So good, always," I sighed out, picking up my pace, forgetting that at any moment, Auguste would wake and my control would evaporate.
"You didn't mind?" I asked, twisting to catch his eye.
"I will never mind having you for breakfast, mon coeur. Was I too rough?"
"Your endless appetite," Auguste answered easily with a shrug.
"Esther, why don't you teach our doctor how to suck my cock."
"Esther's technique is faultless, it's true, but you're assuming I don't already know. Medical school was very thorough, you know."
"I'm glad your gentlemen are finding their way in the arrangements," Magdalena said with a sly bat of her lashes.
"You don't have to wake up and be the same person every day, my darling girl."
"Speaking of jobs, I have some snooping to do," Ezra said, gaze falling from mine to stare between us, a feral smile growing at the picture of his length pumping into me.
"Mm. Quick then," I gasped, my thighs starting to burn as I bounced faster, harder.
"You wicked little demons," Auguste rasped in my ear, his kisses traveling up to my temple, a garbled plea in French rising from his arching throat.
"I do," I said with a sharp nod, but only after Amon's carriage had started to leave so I could be sure he didn't hear me.
"Good," Auguste answered, his hand cupping my waist and drawing me into his side.
"I think those words really mean the same thing," I said, frowning.
"You have no sense of self-preservation, do you, child?"
"Golems are wonderful tools, empty vessels to be filled with a master's purpose."
"You wouldn't rather we search for a way to allow you to be your own master?"
"I do know that, yes. I should've prepared you better for tonight, hm?"
"I like…the fire of possessiveness. But only because I know that I am safe with you."
"You're wasting all your energy on your own shame when you could've found a measure of joy here."
"A sphinx can do a great many things, my star. You'll see…in time."
"You had better be calm when this is done. It wasn't anything of Booker's doing and—"
"Protective of me," I said, rising to my toes to kiss his chin. "Thank you for that. I'm fine now."
"I'll take care of the heavy lifting, darling. I just need you and Booker to focus on each other. Try not to let anything else into your thoughts as much as you're able."
"I thought Esther said she was going to meet us," Cassie said.
"I feel like I'm the buffet," I said, grinning.
"You're certainly dessert," Jonathon said, eyeing me from head to toe.
"I don't want to be your cage, little star. I'd like to be your home," Amon said.
"She's already made a lot of progress on your personality," Ezra said, blinking innocently.
"You think you're powerful. I saw you on that stage, Esther Reed. You think we all fall under your sway because we're so desperate. So alone. But not me."
"I don't want pleasure. I don't want to conquer your body. I want power."
"I don't need a little gasping begging cunt to hold my throne."
"You are nothing. You are worthless. You have always been worthless, and you've always known it. Haven't you, Esther Reed?"
"I had one chance with him distracted, did you want me to waste it by letting him see the knife coming?"
"They play games with me, you know. They chase and hunt me, they tie me up and tell me what to do, what to take."
"I don't want a little gasping begging cunt to hold my throne. I want power."
"I don't need a little gasping begging cunt to hold my throne. You are nothing. You are worthless. You have always been worthless, and you've always known it. Haven't you, Esther Reed?"
"The only pleasure you will bring me is the moment I crush you like every other irksome little—"
"I just wanted time to think of a plan... Just words. I don't want to be conquered by anyone else."
"I trust Amon. Auguste will be safe. We're all going back to the house."
"Trust me, I’ve had enough interactions with Birsha now to say that sooner or later, he's going to piss off the wrong monsters."
"Don't be afraid of what they say, nothing is ever set in stone, just be open to listening."
"It's about him. I think we're about to…learn something? Or receive a message."