Seducing the Chambermaid [Notorious Nephilim 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (3 page)

Hellfire
. She needed to stop this train of thought and quickly. These men were her employers, and they’d caught her with jewelry that belonged to a guest. She’d better start explaining or they’d fire her, not kiss her. If she lost this job she’d be in a world of trouble.

Swallowing again, Blair gathered her thoughts. “What do you know about Frankie Fillipone?” She might as well find out if they were in league with him before she spilled her guts.

Andras cut his gaze to Leo for a brief second. “We’ve had dealings with him. Apparently you have as well.”

“My father works for him.”

“Go on,” urged Andras.

“You know what he is, right?” Blair held her breath as the two exchanged another veiled glance. This would be much easier if she could simply say what was on her mind and get it all out in the open. A horrible thought occurred to her. What if they worked for Frankie as well?

She wiped her damp palms on her apron and took a couple of deep breaths to slow her heartbeat. Surely they could hear it by now.

“Let’s just say we know he’s done some things that are on the wrong side of the law and leave it at that,” said Leo. Blair frowned at the way his mouth turned up at the corners. Was he acknowledging the fact that Frankie was a crook or laughing at her?

“Blair, tell us the rest of your story,” said Andras. When he placed a hand on her knee, Blair nearly jumped. It was just a light touch, but it sent a jolt up her thigh, straight to her clit. Blair swallowed and wiped her hands again, but this time the dampness wasn’t from fear. Lust shot through her, unexpected and unfamiliar.

Her sole experience with a man’s touch had been Lenny’s unwelcome groping and his attempts to shove his tongue into her mouth. She was the only one of her friends who was still a virgin. Four years ago on the day she’d turned twenty-one, still unmarried, her father had called her an old maid so many times she’d fled the house for three days and stayed with friends. She’d only returned when he threatened to kick her out for good. If she could have found a better job in a hurry, she would have moved out, but free rent was free rent.

Andras’s touch didn’t repulse her as Lenny’s had done. His hand lightly brushed her knee, caressing her as a lover would. “We’ll help you if we can,” he said softly, “but you need to tell us what’s going on.”

Blair didn’t understand her sudden decision to trust him, but she knew it was right to do so, just as sure as she knew if Frankie or his men found her, she’d be dead. “Two of Frankie’s men are looking for me.”

Leo muttered something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like “fuck.”

“Go on, Blair.” Andras gave her kneecap a tiny squeeze, and Blair’s uniform suddenly felt too tight. Her nipples tingled, and her face became hot.

“My father has been trying to get me to…make deliveries for him and Frankie for a few years, but I’ve refused. I had a part-time job in a bakery near where we lived. One day I took a different route home because—” She didn’t want to tell them about Lenny. It was too shameful. Every night the man would wait outside when she worked late and insist on walking her home, but after he’d whispered the acts he planned to commit with her once they were married, she’d had enough. “Because I thought someone was following me. I hid in an alley and something caught me eye.”

If she told them she’d stolen a satchel full of jewelry, would they still believe her about Mrs. Stanton’s necklace? It was too much of a coincidence. These men weren’t stupid.

“What was it that caught your eye?” asked Leo. Blair was mesmerized by the golden color of his eyes. They reminded her of the topaz ring she’d found in the satchel. A smile played at the corners of his mouth again, but this time instead of thinking he might be mocking her, she was positive the gesture was meant to be seductive.

The room suddenly felt so hot she asked for a glass of water. When Leo rose to pour her one, she stared at his ass, wondering if it looked as trim naked as it did under his suit. He handed her the glass, and she drained it before speaking. “The moon was full that night, and the light caught the gold clasp on a satchel behind a trash can. When I picked it up, the first thing I noticed was how heavy it was. I can’t even explain why I took it. I…I wasn’t thinking clearly that night.” Blair had been so focused on hiding from Lenny that she hadn’t been thinking at all. She’d merely reacted. “I didn’t open it until I got home.”

Leo turned his chair to face her. Andras’s hand was still on her knee, and now Leo touched her arm lightly. A shock wave of desire coursed through her body, and the air took on that odd electrified charge again. She wanted to glance toward the open window to see if a storm was approaching, but his eyes held her captive. She couldn’t look away.

“What was in it?” he asked, his deep voice soft and enticing. Blair had a sudden urge to tell him her deepest, darkest secrets.

“Jewelry. The entire satchel was stuffed with it.”

“Jewelry,” said Andras, nodding slowly.

“I know how this must look to you both, but I swear to you I didn’t steal Mrs. Stanton’s necklace. I need this job. I’m not stupid. And I’m not a thief.”

“Your actions would appear to suggest you are,” said Andras.

“What did you do with the jewelry you found in the alley?” asked Leo. His fingertips stroked her forearm, and a shiver ran through Blair’s body.

“I pawned a few of the pieces. I thought it was my ticket to freedom. I wanted to get away from my father and his life and…and everything. But the owner of the pawnshop must have known Frankie or his men. Somehow they got wind of it, and next thing I knew, two goons were standing in my living room, asking my father what I was up to.” She’d been on the verge of telling them about Lenny, but she just couldn’t. And what did it matter now? He was dead. He could never hurt her again.

The men exchanged a dark glance. “When was this?” asked Andras.

“The same day I showed up here,” she whispered. “I didn’t know what to do, so I shimmied down the fire escape and just ran. When I reached the city limits, I went into the woods and kept walking until I found this place.”

“Where’s the rest of the loot?” asked Andras. “Is it still in your father’s house?”

Blair shook her head and blinked back fresh tears. “I took it with me.”

Leo raised his eyebrows, and this time it was Andras who swore under his breath.

“It’s here in your room?” Leo asked, resting his hand on her forearm. His touch warmed her skin until it grew uncomfortably hot, as though his fingers were made of fire.

“No. No, I swear. It’s not in this building.”

“Where is it, Blair?” Leo’s eyes were so intense a shiver of fear ran through her. Was he asking because she’d been right in the first place and they worked for Frankie? Her heart began to race again, and she found it difficult to take a full breath. What the hell was wrong with her? She’d let their damn sexy eyes trick her into telling them about the jewelry, and now they were going to alert Frankie. She’d be dead by nightfall.

“I’m not telling you that.” Blair shook off Leo’s hand and stood up so quickly she bumped her knees against Andras. As she turned to leave, Andras caught her arm, but she shrugged out of his grip. “I’m leaving. And don’t try to follow me. I can take care of myself.”

“Blair, settle down. We don’t want you to leave.” Andras put his arms around her from behind, and she gasped as his erection brushed against the back of her skirt. Images of them both naked and sweating filled her mind. She squeezed her eyes shut against the onslaught of lust that overpowered her senses. All she wanted to do was lean into his embrace and let him ravage her. What the hell was going on here?

“You’re going to tell them where I am. You work for him, don’t you?” She couldn’t twist around to see his face. His strong arms held her too tightly. Blair tried to blink away the tears, but her breath hitched in her throat, and they came, unbidden.

Andras gently turned her to face him and touched her cheek, brushing it free of wetness. “Where did you get such a crazy idea?” he asked softly.

“Why else would you ask me where I hid the jewelry?”

Leo sighed loudly. “I’m sorry, Blair. I didn’t mean to frighten you. We’ve had bad dealings with Frankie Fillipone. But we’re not working for him, and we’re certainly not going to tell him you’re here.”

Blair looked from one man to the other, trying to ignore the touch of Andras’s finger on her face. It sent a delicious tingling sensation down her neck, across her nipples, and straight to her soaking-wet pussy. “What?” She couldn’t seem to comprehend what Leo had just said.

He stepped closer and stroked her arm again. Blair bit back a moan. “You’re safe with us. We’re not going to tell anyone where you are. But we have to know where the jewelry is.”

“In the woods,” she whispered. “I hid it in a giant oak tree with lots of holes in the trunk, just on the other side of the lake out front.”

The men exchanged a glance, and Andras nodded. “I know exactly where it is. I’ll get it later.”

“No, don’t touch it,” she said. “I’m sure it’s stolen. Frankie’s men came looking for it. It was a drop, don’t you see? It was a payment, and I took it.”

“Don’t worry about it, Blair. We’ll take care of this.” Andras wiped away the last of her tears then cupped her face in one strong hand. “But there’s still the little problem of you taking Mrs. Stanton’s necklace to deal with.”

She swallowed, her gaze locked on his face. “Are you going to dismiss me for that? I have no place to go. If they find me, they’ll kill me.” Blair hated the begging quality her voice had taken on, but she was telling Andras the truth. There was no place for her to go if they fired her.

Andras grinned, and Blair’s clit contracted so forcefully she had to bite back another moan. “Dismiss you? No, that’s not what we had in mind.” Andras stroked her hair, and this time Blair did moan. She couldn’t stop it. “But you did take something from a guest’s room, and you need to be punished for that.”

“I don’t understand.” Punished? What was he talking about? If they weren’t going to fire her, what were they going to do?

Andras caressed her face then ran his fingers through her hair again. “I do love this color,” he said. “Are you a natural blonde?”

Next to her, Leo chuckled as he ran a hand up and down her arm. “There’s only one way to find out.”

Leo smacked her right ass cheek, hard. Blair yelped and tried to step away, but the chair she’d been sitting in was directly behind her, and all she managed to do was nearly fall over the back of it. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she asked, glaring at Leo.

The most seductive grin she’d ever seen lit up his face, sending a strong wave of desire through her body. “Andras told you. You took something from a guest, and we have to punish you for it.”

Before she could react to his words, he scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the leather sofa against the far wall. Blair was too shocked to say anything, let alone give voice to the scream that welled up in her throat. This could not be happening.

Leo draped her over his left knee, pinning both legs with his right thigh so her ass was up in the air. The muscles bulging through his suit pants felt like bricks against her bare legs. A gush of wetness filled her panties even as outrage bubbled up inside.

“Let me up! Are you crazy?”

He chuckled. “Probably, but I can’t help myself. Your ass was made for spanking, Blair.”

“What? Are you kidding me? I’m not a child. Let me go!”

He slapped her ass cheeks one at a time, and it didn’t really sting much through her skirt. The embarrassment was worse than the actual spanking. Blair yelled and tried to twist around, but Andras knelt next to her and held one strong arm over her arms and middle back. She was pinned.

“Stop it,” she said. Her voice didn’t sound very convincing, and the flush that had started on her neck spread up her face. Leo continued with his halfhearted smacks, alternating cheeks. Blair’s clit throbbed, and her nipples ached. Never in her wildest fantasies had she imagined being held over a man’s knee and spanked would be so seductive.

With each hit her pussy rubbed against his rock-hard thigh, bringing her closer to an orgasm. His erection pressed into her left side, and she had to bite back moans. The images running through her head were erotic and coarse. It was as if she had no control over them. The room became unbearably hot, and all Blair could seem to think about was getting her clothes off in front of these two gorgeous men.

What the hell was happening to her?

Blair closed her eyes as Andras nuzzled her neck. A quick jolt of fear seized her. She couldn’t do this, and especially not with two men. But she needed this job. If she said “no,” would they fire her? Shock replaced fear as Blair realized she didn’t want to refuse them. She wanted to give in and let them take her.

Andras’s lips were hot on her skin, not cold and clammy as she’d expected. Soft sounds escaped her throat as he planted tiny kisses along her jawline. Leo continued to spank her, and now it was becoming uncomfortable, but she didn’t want him to stop. Images of making love to both of them raced through her mind. Decadent things she’d never allowed to materialize even in her most secret fantasies. What was wrong with her?

“Open your eyes, Blair.” Andras’s voice was as smooth as honey. A shiver ran through Blair at the sound of it, tender and seductive, not rough or demanding. She’d been dead wrong to assume all men were like Lenny.

“Is this what you meant by punishment?” she asked.

The look of desire in his eyes nearly stopped her heart. It wasn’t a look of depravity or possession. His gaze was that of a lover. “Not entirely.”

Andras bent his head and kissed her. Blair was too surprised to react at first. Then, as a flood of desire spread through her like wildfire, she moaned against his soft, warm lips. His tongue teased her lips, and she opened her mouth, sending a fresh wave of need straight to her pussy. No man had ever kissed her like this. His tongue moved over hers, and instead of making her want to run, she wanted to wrap her arms and legs around his naked body.