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“Continue with your hands, harder, faster,” he growled. “Yes, like that. Just. Like. That.”
He jerked violently in her hands. “Let go of my balls and lay that hand over the top, right at the end.”
She obeyed, just as a surge of hot, viscous liquid spurted across her palm.
“Oh!”
“Dinna stop. Not yet…”
She didn’t, and more of the fluid coated her sticky fingers. The aroma was even stronger, headier, and without thinking Roselyn slipped her fingers into her mouth to lick them. Rich flavours exploded on her tongue, sweet and zesty flavours with a piquancy which spoke to her of intimacy, of heat, and of erotically wicked pleasures.
Blair’s grip in her hair relaxed. He stroked her head as though to soothe away a hurt he had not caused. For long moments neither spoke.
Blair broke the silence. “Next time, you shall take my essence in your mouth and swallow it. All of it. For now, though, and since you so particularly wished to explore, I thought it best that you discover what you could expect to happen when you suck a man’s cock.”
“Thank you, sir. It was a most salutary lesson and I appreciate your… your…”
“My generosity?” put in her helpful tutor.
“Yes, that is it. Your generosity. Now though, I believe I may be in need of a cloth.”
“I shall summon Meggie.”
“No!” The prospect of being discovered naked in The McGregor’s bed, her hands covered in his semen, was not one she could quite face. Not yet. “I… I believe I might contrive to manage for myself.”
He laughed. “And I believe you to be shy. Allow me, then.” In moments he had produced a bowl of water, regrettably cool, and a cloth. He proceeded to wipe the remnants of his semen from her hands, then, she supposed from himself. There was a soft splash as he dropped the cloth back into the bowl. “I need to leave, and I will not press you for an answer at once regarding your plans. I hope though that I have managed to demonstrate that your role as my mistress would not be unduly onerous.”
Roselyn could come up with no suitable answer for that, save a somewhat bemused, “Yes, Blair.”
* * *
Roselyn sought her usual seat at the lord’s table, her hound at her side. Her backside remained tender but she could at least sit with a modicum of ease. She would not have believed that possible just a couple of hours earlier.
Meggie had entered the chamber shortly after Blair’s departure, Freya bounding ahead of her. The girl announced that she had instructions to see to Roselyn’s comfort and since those instructions had come direct from the laird she was not about to be put off by any protestations from Roselyn.
With much sighing Roselyn resigned herself to the inevitable and allowed the serving girl to tidy the room and assist her in her ablutions. Although Roselyn tried to make light of the matter, the girl gasped at the sight of her new lady’s punished bottom. Elspeth was summoned at once, and the cook brought with her a basket of unguents which she swore were guaranteed to aid healing and soothe the sting of a well-disciplined backside.
“Och, he has a firm hand does The McGregor, as did ‘is father afore him. Her ladyship, the laird’s mother, was a wild ‘un at times an’ I often had to apply a soothing balm tae her nether parts. ‘Tis a tried and tested recipe I ‘ave here an’ ye’ll soon feel the benefits, lass. So, let’s be seein’ what’s up, then.”
“Really, there is no need. I am perfectly all right.” Roselyn clutched the laird’s bedclothes beneath her chin.
“Ye shall be, soon enough. Now lie on your front an’ just let me sort this out if ye would, lassie.”
Roselyn saw no option but to comply and was soon glad she did. The cook exclaimed at the many shades of red and purple which apparently adorned Roselyn’s tender skin, but seemed disinclined to take issue with the general principle. “It were a right serious matter, but our laird’s a fair man, as I told ye afore. Still, all’s done now. Keep still while I treat this.”
The sticky mess which Elspeth pasted liberally across Roselyn’s raw behind smelled vile, but within moments of application her bottom felt cooler and less inflamed.
The cook draped a sheet over her work and instructed Roselyn to stay still for an hour. “Then we shall pop ye into a nice, hot bath an’ ye’ll find it much easier from then on. Mind, ye may not wish tae tell the laird that. Ye’ll still have the bruises tae show for your ordeal so he should be satisfied ye learnt your lesson an’ not see fit to repeat it.”
Roselyn was horrified. “What? No, he would not do such a thing. Would he?”
“Only you know that, lass. Is all well between the two of ye now, then?”
She pondered for a moment. Surely it must be; he would not have pleasured her as he had, nor permitted her such intimacies with his own person had he still been angry. He had told her all was forgiven, and she trusted him, in that at least. She nodded. “Yes. All is well.”
“That’s good, then. In that case I shall leave ye tae your rest.” The cook bustled off about her business, leaving Roselyn to ponder her new and very peculiar circumstances.
Now, much more comfortable than perhaps she deserved to be, Roselyn shifted in her seat as she scanned the hall. She felt considerably more relaxed today than she had yesterday when she had sat in silence beside Blair to hear the accounts of the newcomers from Etal. The rest of the household had been present too, and had listened with hardly a murmur as their laird questioned the English servants. Betsy and John Cooper, her brother’s old steward, had offered testimony which supported the version of events she had described to Blair. John Cooper told of having had to lift Roselyn from the carriage which arrived from Kelso, then he explained how he carried the limp form of his mistress up to her chamber. Betsy described the horrific bruising and discomfort she had observed as she had cared for the injured young woman, and the utter lack of concern shown by the Earl of Ingram who had never even enquired as to his sister’s health. Blair offered questions, probed here and there in search of greater clarity and Roselyn was near enough overwhelmed with gratitude, both for her Highland captor and her loyal friends.
