Chapter Twenty Eight

Juliette had no idea where all this bravado was coming from but as she met his gaze her small pink tongue darted out from her mouth and she licked the tip of his finger. She was stunned by her own audacity and when a soft groan escaped his lips she went a step further sucking the tip of his finger into her warm, wet mouth. Luther let out a loud groan and his arm went around her waist as he tugged her in close his eyes locked on those plump kissable lips Juliette held her breath at the desire in his eyes she was completely mesmerized when he bent his head and brushed his lips against hers. Her heart was pounding so loudly she felt sure he could hear it but he was losing control picking her up with ease he pushed her against Midnight's flank and kissed her hard. Juliette was way out of her depth, he lifted his head briefly seeing the raw need in her eyes his arms wrapped around her waist and he kissed her so passionately a fire blazed through them both. When he broke the kiss she was so breathless her legs buckled and she would have fallen if he had not held her pinned to the wall.

‘Well, well little nymph now you have me entranced and totally in your power what do you propose to do to me?’

His voice caressed her while his breath was hot against her neck he kissed down to the pulse point at the shoulder joint, she could not answer him her whole body was on fire as his lips trailed downwards. It felt so good she wanted him to keep going but she knew she could not let him she did not know him,

‘What the hell was she doing letting a complete stranger seduce her?’

She moaned softly as he opened her damp coat and felt a shiver run down her spine but it was not from the cold air,

‘Let me see if you are a real little nymph.’

He was raining scorching kisses down her neck and she did not stop him when he undid the buttons on her shirt, her mind was telling her to stop him, she wasn’t a cheap tart but her body betrayed her. Her head fell back as she arched up to him her moans exciting him when his lips fastened on her nipple,

‘Oh God she is so beautiful and so receptive’

He thought his eyes dark with lust,

‘Fuck she's going to let me have her right here in this cave.’

He could not believe his luck, this stunning wild beauty was letting him do whatever he wanted and he wanted a lot gripping her small hands with one of his he pinned them behind her back while his other hand reached for the button on her jeans. If she wanted to be this willing then he wanted to bury himself deep inside her she was so intoxicating,

‘I need you so bad baby.’

He moved one of her hands over the growing bulge in his jodhpurs and it broke the spell she had never touched a man so wantonly before and his size terrified her. Suddenly coming to her senses she gasped and pulled away from him,

‘No, no, fuck, what am I doing?’

She whimpered and he saw the panic in her eyes and reached for her,

‘It’s okay  beautiful little nymph, I won’t hurt you I promise, it’ll be so good, I’ll make you scream with pleasure’

‘No, oh dear God please no! I am so sorry, this is so wrong. Let me go, let me go. Please, I can’t do this.’

She struggled free of his clutch and before he could stop her she fled out into the rain not stopping to refasten her coat she ran as fast as she could back up the path towards the house. When Luther had straightened his clothes he mounted the black stallion and trotted out of the cave swivelling in the heavy rain searching for her but all he saw was a flash of red/gold as she disappeared at the top of the narrow cliff path.

‘Shit’

He cursed angrily there was no way Midnight could get up that narrow path his massive hooves would destroy it in seconds turning the horse to the way he had come down onto the beach he urged him into a canter and his powerful legs carried them to the top in seconds. It was deserted though and he trotted up and down it searching for a flash of that beautiful hair but she was gone. His eyes narrowed as he gazed at the huge house built into the cliff it was the only place she could have gone, he knew the area well and there was no other hiding place,

‘Was it possible she lived there?’

He thought turning Midnight back to the path that would take him home and urged him into a trot, he was not in any state to go calling on the owners. He was wet through and covered in sand from the mad dash up the cliff path to find her with a frustrated groan he did the only thing he could under the circumstances and cantered Midnight back to their home. Pulling up at his stables a groom rushed out to take the big horse reins and lead him into a warm stable,

‘Rub him down Greenall and make sure you put his rug on, this damn rain makes everywhere feel cold and damp even in August.’

The groom nodded as the young Viscount strode into the castle heading for his rooms with a frown on his face, he stripped out of his wet clothes and headed into his luxury power shower his mouth set in a determined line. He fully intended to return to the beautiful house set on the cliffside he knew who lived there he had been an acquaintance of the elderly couple and he knew they had an elusive young daughter.  Tomorrow something told him the beautiful wild nymph would be found there.  

Juliette went quickly to her room stripping off her damp clothes she stood under the hot shower trembling grabbing the soap she began to scrub her body,

‘Oh dear God, I am such a tramp.’