Sebastian's Mate (Book 1)

Act Ten: Training Begins?

After luncheon, Sebastian had taken her hand and walked the grounds with her. Her strength was returning quickly, and he guided her to the place where he had found her.

Sebastian had to admit that he was a little surprised at how easily Louisa had accepted Ciel's words. Had she recoiled from him on learning the complete nature of his relationship with Ciel, it would have made his existence little more than bearable.

"Why here?" She asked as they arrived at the spot by the trees.

"It is where we found you, what was left of you. It should help you focus your pain and anger," Sebastian replied.

"Is that the only reason?" She asked with a playful smile.

"Well," he replied. "It is also far enough from the house to put no one else at risk, should you lose control."

He left silence hanging between them before grasping her to him and continuing, "and no one can see us here."

Louisa smile. Grabbing his neck, she pulled him closer and kissed him. He held her tight and lowered her to the grass. As their tongues explored each other's mouths his hand moved down her body, gently caressing her breasts before moving to the fastenings on the front of her dress.

Opening them easily he slipped his hand inside and cupped her breast gently. He caught he nipple between his thumb and finger and pinched gently. She gasped and arched her back, pushing herself closer to him. He pinched again, only a little harder. She cried out but made no move to push away from him.

He broke away from the kiss, moved his hand so that it rested gently on her chest, and looked deep into her eyes.

"You must always be honest with me. If something I do gives you no pleasure or any pain we explore becomes to great, you must tell me. I may be one hell of a butler, but even I need direction at times."

"I promise." She whispered breathlessly as she placed her hand on his and guided it back to her breast.

Sebastian smile wickedly and resumed teasing her. As he did, he noticed that her eyes had returned to their demon form, her black irises reflected his own red eyes back to him. He took immense pleasure in realising that she was instinctively controlling her two forms, allowing her full self to experience his desire for her and hers for him. As he returned his mouth to hers he felt his member grow and stiffen, she may be winning her battle with control, but he was losing his.

Sebastian moved his hand from her breast, replacing it with his mouth, his tongue circling her nipple as his teeth grazed the surface of her skin. He reached down and lifted her skirts. He slowly slid his hand up the inside of her leg. He could feel her heat as his fingers brushed her lips through her underclothes. As he lifted away slightly, she raised her hips to meet his hand. He pushed down firmly his own breath quickening as she moaned at his touch. He rubbed up and down the very edge of her lips, wanting so much to enter inside. His trousers grew uncomfortable as his growing hardness was trapped against them, the feeling only growing worse as his fingers grew damp from Louisa's growing excitement.

The decision as to what to do next became more complex as Sebastian realised that they would not be alone for much longer. He stopped and lifted his head, "what must a demon do to have five minutes peace."

Looking at Louisa he added, "forgive me, my love, but we are about to be interrupted. It would seem that my young master is eager for a report on our progress. While my devilish nature would love to see the astonished look on his face as he takes in the sight of his older cousin being willing deflowered by his butler, I cannot risk him making a command that we may regret."

Louisa studied his face as he spoke, seeing the conflict between duty and passion, her body coursed with desire for him and the frustration of having to wait once more was almost unbearable. Yet, she understood. Nothing about their blossoming relationship was going to be easy.