Bound (A Faery Story 1)

the windows.

Beck stopped and looked out over the fields. Someone had been

working there, too. It seemed that Cian hadn’t been so derelict.

Beck wondered about Liadan’s words. He hoped his twin hadn’t

been forcing the villagers to work while he paid court to their new

wife. Cian could be lazy at times, but he wasn’t cruel. He did

sometimes take a different view of what was due to them than Beck

did.

What if Meg sided with Cian? What if Meg thought it should be

her right to take what she wanted simply because someone had put a

title in front of her name? She was about to discover that it was his

right to set her straight.

“You wanted to see me, Professor Finn?”

Meg’s voice was soft but audible through the open windows. Beck

paused before opening the door. He could see his brother and their

wife through the open shades. She was so beautiful to Beck. She was

wearing a pretty skirt and a shirt that dipped awfully low on her chest.

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She’d unbuttoned the top two buttons, and her breasts swelled out of

the white linen. It made his mouth water to remember just how good

those breasts felt in his hands and pressed against his chest. She wore

her long hair in pigtails, tied with white ribbons.

“Yes, I did, Megan,” Cian said in what Beck recognized as his

teacher voice. It was stern and a little intimidating. Why was he using

it on their wife? “You were a very naughty girl in class today.”

Cian was sitting at the kitchen table, and Meg stood looking down

at him. Beck couldn’t see his brother’s face, but he had an excellent

view of Meg. She leaned over. Her voice was slightly breathy.

“Please, Professor. I need to pass this class. I can’t fail. My parents would be so angry with me. Is there anything I could do for a little