Subj: Angelique's Cure Chapter 4
Date: 6/22/99 7:37:23 PM Central Daylight Time
From: Beverly LaCroix

(Mature, sex between m/f)

Chapter 4
Seduction In The Tower Room

Angelique took a deep breath, trying to regain her composure. It was becoming increasingly difficult. When had she felt this way last? She felt like a girl with a schoolgirl crush? How silly. She was going to put Monseiur LaCroix in his place. How dare he assume such things about her, and she a married woman.

"Monseiur LaCroix, I think you have overstepped your bounds in assuming that you will have your way with me." Angelique said.

"Perhaps," the low sensual voice of Lucien LaCroix answered, knowing that Madame Collins husband had arrived, and the feral smile of the vampire curled upwards. His eyes were flashing gold with desire for this sexual creature with her back to him.

He moved closer to her, thanking whatever power had designed this house, and this tower room in particular, embracing her from behind, pulling her into his embrace, he heard her sigh, and knew he had her. His fingers danced light feathery touches down the side of her face stopping at the carotid artery, drawing soft light sensual circles, continuing very slowly towards the low cut of the dress she was wearing. His other hand had crept upward and was cupping her other breast. Her intake of breath was audible when he squeezed her breast roughly, and with the other hand he teased her nipple softly through the cloth. She was moaning and straining towards his hands in frustration. Her actions were begging him to loosen the bindings, she could wait, he thought.

"Where is Angelique, Quentin?" Barnabas asked

"Where is Lady Hampshire?" Edward retorted.

Quentin pulled Janette to him, and said, "now, it gets good."

"You naughty boy, you are enjoying this," Janette said lowly.

Quentin only smiled, a verbal response was unnecessary.

"Oh, you like to play rough," LaCroix said as Angelique slapped him, catching him off guard. "I like it rough, Madame," LaCroix responded, while grabbing her wrists and backing her into the wall. She was trapped. Angelique looked at him, breathing hard, thinking God she could smell the sex and sensuality exuding from him, Angry, she tried to get away, but knew she was lost, he was to strong, his eyes were golden, and he was primal. He ripped the bodice of her dress freeing her breasts from their constraints, he took her breast in his mouth and a moan escaped her. Angelique knew she had lost this battle. She didn't care, she wanted this man, and she wanted him now.

"Do you want me to fuck you, Madame Collins?" whispered LaCroix.

"Yes, Monsieur LaCroix, very much." Angelique replied, no longer caring where she was. She knew she had to have this man, not make love to her, that was to gentle, she had to be taken, and taken roughly by this man, if he were a man.

Laying on the small cot naked, she watched him undress, while looking down at her. He was well-muscled, she noted as he removed his shirt. She wanted to reach up and rip the rest of his clothes off, but didn't dare. She was almost afraid to move, afraid it was a dream. It had been so long since anyone had wanted her the way this man seemed to want her. He made her feel wanton, but made her feel it was right, and okay to feel that way. God, she wanted him, and now!

"Cousin, Brother, we have guests," Quentin said with laughter in his voice.

"I do apologize," Barnabas said to Janette.

"As do I, Madamoseille. I apologize for taking one moment from someone as beautiful as you," Edward replied.

Quentin rolled his eyes in his head, and could not ever remember seeing his brother so smitten by anyone, not even Laura or Lady Hampshire, his thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"I'll get it," Quentin said almost to himself. He chuckled lowly while he watched Barnabas glaring at Janette and Edward, as he left the drawing room.

"This should get very interesting," Quentin mused to himself when he answered the door.

"Quentin, aren't you going to ask me in?" Lady Hampshire said.

"Yes, of course,"

"Nicholas, what a surprise to see you, and with Lady Hamsphire. My! My! You do get around, don't you, Lady Hampshire," Quentin mumbled to himself.

Entering the drawing room, Janette looked up at the new arrivals and smiled, and Barnabas looked angry, as Quentin made the introductions, "Edward Collins, my brother, meet Nicholas de Brabant, Lucien's son, and Janette's brother.

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